Askov American. [volume] (Askov, Pine County, Minn.) 1914-current, 1927-01-06
One Of the Two
Seats
(Cspyrixht.I
ny DOROTHY DOUGLAS


tried all over London and can't get q
single seat for the finals, and It's enc
Of the reasons I chose to come here
for my holidays did 50 want to SEQ
Lengien and Miss McKane and Miss
Ryan and all the bunch Of champions
at Wimbledon"
There, there, dearie," consoled her
mother, II have tried to get word In
edgewise and tell you that have just
found In the Personal column al
ways read the personals, they are 50
amusing-one which offers two seats
for sale for the games"
"0h, mother, shall dash straight
of to get them? You will come, too.
won't your"
snow, Molly, you know would pass
right on If had to sit through u
tennis match In crowd Of several
thousands"
So Molly rushed off to the first taxi
she saw and on to the address of
nat in Upper Brook street in quest Of
the ticket.
Arriving there and being admitted
she found that the young man who had
got there one minute before her had
the tickets in his hand and was even
then producing the necessary two
pounds.
"Oh," walled Molly, looking straight
into the young mans blue eyes, I've
come all the way from America to
see one of these great games and now
I can't get a single seat"
II say, that's rotten luck. Here, you
have one Of these. One Is all want"
He told the yarn easily.
She drew a pound from her neat bag
and took the ticket with smile that
sank to the very depths of the young
mans heart. Also with American
frankness she held out slim hand and
colored slightly at the warm pressure
it received as she tried to thank him.
Molly felt she could hardly wait
until the day she dressed her prettiest
to 60 to Wimbledon.
Her heart sank down into her very
dainty boots when, upon finally reach
inb her seat In the center court, she
found that what she had been hoping
was not to be. There was no nice
young man with blue eyes beside her,
but young lady whose attitude as
Molly sat down was not in the least
cordial.
Molly realized that this was the
other Of the two seats, for on her
loft 81 10 Ior Hor.fu nP
eight or ten, so the aristocratic young
lady must be the friend Of the very
nice young man.
"Tm so sorry" she said with appeal
ing friendliness, that I took this seat
the gentleman who had 1t told me
he only wanted one, and now 1 know
he gave it up. wish could get it
back to him. I believed him when he
| said he didn't want It,"
Lady Sybel Hove looked frankly at
Molly. my brother would say that"
she told her. "He has been looking
forward to seeing this set for months,
but he said he would edge In some
where Please don't feel so badly"
she added swiftly for Molly looked SO
distressed that SybePs heart smote
her. "a man can always make his
way in" i
Half an hour later when the great
est Of world tennis champions were
hard at play on the courts, Lady Sybel
and Molly were clutching each other
in excitement and munching choco-
lates alternately.
When the exciting games were over
and the thousands of good-natured peo-
pie swarming to the various exit gates,
Lady Sybel turned to Molly.
"You will come for a cup Of tea,
won't you? Jack will be delighted to
have chat with you. He and ara
taking long trip over to your country
this autumn and you must tell us all
about what to see."
Molly blushed shyly and accepted
happily.
There was no slightest doubt as to
Lord Hove's delight when he realized
that Sybel had succeeded in what he
hoped, without having asked her, she
would do. She had become acquainted
with the girl whose green eyes he had
not been able to forget since they had
gazed into his own.
The second meeting was even more
wonderful than the first and no one
/ looking at Molly and Lord Hove could
think anything save that they were
suddenly, desperately and most hap
PLY in love. Sybel saw it right away
and wondered what color her brides
maids gown would be.
And when the great ocean liner
nosed into the dock in New York
scant month later the photographers
were all there to snap the arriving
bridegroom and the bridesmaid as they
met the bride.
Would Lord Hove, or would he not,
kiss his bride-to-be?
That was what the newspaper men
wondered
All the Sunday editions would tell
the answer-one way or the other.
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