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SECOND INSTALMENT It jhist goes to-show the sort that
peter was that he never even sus-/packruff. Motors hire Rowenda to, that Rowena was furious#
» peter:
of the
accompany peter on a nation-wide
‘ tour in their roadster as an ad"
vertising stunt. At the last mih"
Ute Little Bobby is engaged tp act
’ as chaperon, They gre> waiting
fpr Bobby to show up to make
* the start,
NOW GO .ON WITH. TH® STORY
■ peter him’self showed up to good
jidvaritage.
From ten until eleven o’clock the
photographers snapped and the re
porters took notes. ’ First Rowenda
«at,at the wheel, then Peter, then
the two together, each bravely trying
to conceal the worm* of fear that
gnawed at the core of his being—
fear that the chaperon had changed
her mind and would not come. Ele
ven, o'clock’—eleven thirty. The re
porters were getting restive. Mr.
Rack had his “watch ip his hand and
Mr, Ruff was talking business off at
one side of the room. 4
>A taxicab’ pulled up &t the side
trance and a little brown mouse
of a girl slipped out and crept tim
idly jn through the rear door and^
sidled up to the cashier’s cage, Slie‘
liad to stand on tiptoe to *be seen
frpm within.
“Where will I find Miss-Rostand?’
She asked and'her voice was a rip
pling low whisper. \
“What name, please? Are you
from one of the papers?” asked the
’cashier briskly.
“No. I’m -Miss Lowell—Roberta
Lowell. I—-I’m the chaperon for
the motor tour,” explained the little
lirown* mouse with. a roll of brown
eyes and a display of deep dimples.
“Oh, Mr. Rack/’ called the cash
ier, “here’s the chaperon.”
/ The little brown mouse looked
x ready to sink into the floor in shy
confusion as the tide of photograph
ers, reporters, automobile executive
and salesmen—and Rowena and Pe
ter, you mayjj.d sure—surged swift
ly toward her.
“The chaperon!” ejaculated Mr.*
Rack.
“The chaperon?” ^echoed Mr. Ruff
She liadftold Rowena she -was 28
years old, . but standing timidly as
She did at-barely five feet two, with
little brown curls framing her dimp
led brown face, she did not at first
’’glance bear, testimony to Such weignr
of years, tier small hands flutter
ed nervously with gloves and chain.
Her big' brown eyes gazed out, ap-
palled and appealing at the crowd
that surged her way.
“Are—are you Roberta Lowell,”
gasped Rowena. ,
“No wonder they call you Bobby,.
Said Peter.
Rowena rallied first. /Never
mind, never mind!” she announced
with’ a quick assumption of sever
ity. “This is Bobby, and I’m the
draper on.”
A few* minutes later/the Rackruff
roadster swept into Broadway and
turned South, and the cheers of the
assembled witnesses rdttled. the
3>late-glass windows of the show
rooms.
“You were right, Peter,” confess
ed Rowena kindly, when they slow
ed for the first traffic light. “We
■should certainly have looked her
-over.” . •
" They were rolling steadily along
the Jersey side of the river When
Rowena and peter had their first ar
gument Rowena considered . the
ideal plan for them to tear along at
a high rate of speed, Stepping for
nothing until they reached the Rocky
Mountains.
And Peter didn’t agree with her.
Peter’s idea was to drive along at a
fair speed. He said that if they tear
furiously along over roads, good and
bad, through boiling heat and chill
ing rain, they would reach a point of
interest, tired, cross, and worn out,
hence unable to turn out the high-
class worlt, that Rackruff had a. right
-to expect of them.
Rbwena said that her part she al
ways worked best under pressure,
that something in her responded
strongly to hard driving, and that
she enjoyed working when she was
breathless, almost bpanting with
haste. Peter,' “in that annoying
gentle, almost disinterestedly’ lazy
•Voice of his, said he didn’t; said he
couldn't work ait all unless he had a
breathful of fresh air in his lungs
and qiiiet comfort in his heart.
“And of course,” said Rowena
Cuttingly, “we Will do it your* way*
Naturally* you think good pictures are the most important/part' of the
whole business.”
“Of course,” said Peter simply,
Rowena, was speechless with rage.
She was glad she had always hated
artists anyhow, it, made hating Peter
now so much more natural. He was
telling himself that he was very glad
Rowena Was pretty, It would, be
pleasant painting .her. Ho didn’t
cate in the least about her disposi
tion, This was a business trip,
A sbdden gulping sob close at
hand startled him from his ■comfort
able revery. He looked sharply at
Rowena, who sat rigidly erect and
stony-fa’ced beside him, blue eyes
glittering ice cold.w
“Are—are you crying?” he asked
doubtfully.
“Me?.—Most certainly not! I hope
you don’t think for a minute you
could make me cry!” ejaculated Ro
wena-.
peter
low and
sob of a
ed back
ljttle brown chaperon was slumped
d'own dbep in the rum'ble seat, her
head b°wed lqw, small shoulders ris
ing and falling with great sobs, Pe
ter pulled to the sid.e of the road
and stopped the car, and both he
and Rowena leaned bank through
the window.
“Why, what’s the matter, darling?’
asked Rowena solicitously “Don’t
you feel well?” -ft
The-small brown' head shook vig
orously from side to side.
“I.—<I’m lonesome,” confessed a
sad small voice. “C-Ca'rter—-didn’t
come to see me off.”
“C-Carter?” asked Rowena and
Peter in chorus. , ;
“We’re engaged. I thought sure
ly he would come to see me 'Off, and
he didn’t. I wish I hadn’t come, I
feel very badly. Maybe I’d better
go back.”
iSrticken each with ■ sudden fear
that the -chaperon might fail them
—‘and they no farther west than the
Hudson River—-Rowena and Peter
got hurriedly -out and ran back to
her, standing on either side while
Rowena, tenderly wiped the. -tear-
stained face with a wisp of hand
kerchief and ’Peter patted both
brown hands with great, vigor.
“I wrote him a very formal note,”
Bobby went on, “and said good-by,
and told him he wouldn’t need to
+ bother taking me out places any
more and sending me presents and
■ flowers, for I was going, on a long
m-otor trip with some dear friends
and would be gone a long-time, and
was starting on Monday morning at
. ten o’clock from, the Rackruff sales
room’>on Broadway, and of course I
: thought lie would be there to see .me
. off, and he wasn’t.” • •
Grief quite overcame her, and she
would have slid clear -off the rumble
seat into the bottom of the car if
Peter hadn’t caught
drawn her back,
“Don’t yon care,
Rowena, “Men are
They aren’t worth crying about.”
- You mustn’t feel like that,” said
Peter gently. “He was probably so
ashamed he ..couldn’t’bear to face
you. That’s the way I am. The
more- ashamed I feel the m^pre—-the
miore—”
“The more away you stay, I sup
pose,” said Rowena coldly.
“Exactly,” assented Peter.
“But. he knows h;ow dangerous
motor trips are,” sobbed Bobby.
“He knows I’m likely to be killed*'
any mihute, or at least maimed for
lif.” p
“All alike/’ repeated Rowena
grimly.
“That’s probably wliy ho didn’t
come,” said Peter comfortingly. “He
realized that at thought of you go-,
ing away into such terrible dang-rr
he,would lose his self-control^ and
break dqjvn before all those people,
and then think how he’d feel.”
B.obby thought ’of it. “But Car
ter’s not* like that/ she said. “I
don’t 'believe he’d break down. He’s
not at all the breaking-down kind-
of man. He’s got red hair—”
“Well he might pretend lie broke
down,” insisted Peter.
“All pretense, every one of .them/
declared Rowena sweepingly.
“It’s terribly lone’some, going off
on such a. long trip without having
Carter here to be ashamed of him
self and fe'el sorry,” said Bobby.
“I tell y$u what, darling,” sug
gested Rowena (brightly. “You come
around here and sit with Peter and
let him cheer y-od up.
good Company, It’s tbo
for you back there alone.1
“But you said I had to
rumble seat!
; “Well, I’^e changed my
You see, I thought then that Peter
and I would want to talk business
and. discuss our plans, and I never
; dred'med that every time I made a
! suggestion it would just lead to a
bitter argument.”
“Why, I didn’t
, protested Peter,
<‘I’d much rather
1 seat where I can think my thoughts
( In peace and n(o.t have my most In-
! nocent ideas contradicted before
i they are out of my mouth,” contin-
: uod Rowena.
- “Why, I 'wasn't contradicting
you,” protested Peter,
listened, Jt came ajbain,
unmistakeable, the gulping1
weeping woman, They look-
over their shoulders. The
her firmly and
darling,” said
all like^that*
alike/’
He’s very
lonesome
sit ih the t
mind.
argue with you/*
sit in the rumble
But RoWemi insisted, so
helped Bobby gently out «
rumble .seat and was just turning to
give Rowena a hand when he saw
that she was already in, pitting very
erect, chip high and extremely
blue. &o he got in behind the wheel
and they started off again. ‘
Rowena settled back in the rum
ble seat with a malicious little grin.
After listening to Bobby’s chatter
about Carter for an hour, she leaned
forward.
“Do you mind jf I close this win
dow?’’ she asked sweetly. “I'm try
ing to think out the plot to a story
and I mush have silence to decide
whether I want to have Bobby’s Car
ter commit the murder
rnitted.”
From that moment
seat was Rowena’s own.
She seemed to take
..pleasure in' providing
her privacy,,and often smiled to lier^
self in complacent and not unmalic-
ious satisfaction whan she heard the
steady soft roll, of' Bobby’s voice re
galing Peter with vivid, accounts
about Carter and their last quarrel
which caused her to apply for the
trip. . .
fPeter was in possession of a com
plete 'bibgraphy of Carter long be-,
fore they reached Buffalo, where
they were to pay their first official
visit to the Rackruff salesrooms, and
where he was to make liis first pic
ture of the roadster and Rowena.
For all the seclusion of the rumble
seat, Rowena’was able to break in,
on Bobby’s love-affair long epough
to voice her disagreement with Pe
ter'S' plans when she wanted to,
wliich was pretty** often. It went
without saying that they did aiot
agree about the financial manage
ment of the trip - Rackruff Motors,
Inc,, had agreed to pay all expenses
for the car en route, and had allow
ed ’Peter and’.Rowena a joint salary
of -one hundred dollars a week—an
expense allowance, * it was really,
Peter’s idea of the way to carry
on was obviously the simplest and
most-natural. He said he would
pay expenses for both of them and
then divide equally with Rowena
whatever was ’ left of the hundred
dollars at the end of each' week.
Rowena said it wouldn’t do1.
In the end, Peter agreed to div
ide each week’s allowance with her
immediately upon its receipt.-every
Monday morning, e2.ch thereafter
paying his own bills, 'bearing his
own responsibility, and- saving what
he could from the amount.
Even before they’ reached Buffalo
he realized it’would have been mon
ey in his pocket to have stuck to his
original' idea. Certainly it was no
great drain on the expense account
buying food for Rowena. • While
motoring in the fresh air made both
him and Bobby ravenously hungry,
so that they wished to eat often,
fully * and expensively, it seemed to
have no effect whatever upon Ro
wena, who are $o rarely and so little
that Bobby accused her of trying to
reduce.
“Well,” smiled Peter good-natur
edly, “if y-ou carry on like this for
the next three months you will get
rich off your share of the- expense
account”
(Continued next week.)
presentation
School section
at the home of
Cterar recently
Finnigan, their
who has» resigned,,
was spent in music and games. Dur
ing the evening an- address *was’
read by Miss Isabel Alexander and
Miss Finnigan was presented with
three lovely gifts iby * three pupils
of the school, Margaret McGregor,
Gladys parrot and Irma Ferguson.
Although taken completely by sur
prise Miss Finnigan made a very
fitting reply. A hearty vote of
thanks was tendered to Mr. and
Mrs. Crerar iby -Mr* John Cochrane
and seconded by Mr. Victor Fee for
their kind hospitality. The follow-
is
No. 14, Hay, met
Mr. and Mrs. Alex
in honor of Miss'
popular teacher
The evening
KHIVA
(Too late for last week.)
Miss M. Knight has been engaged
to teach s. No, 6, for another year.'
Mr. Wm. Witzel and Mr. Q. Morr-
sey attended the horse races at
Stratford on Thursday.
We are sorry to report that little
Eleanor Collins,, daughter of Mr. and
Mrs, J. Collins is confined to her
bed witJt inflammatory rlmuima'^me
The s/ork visited Mr. Md MWX
Chris Dlnney last weep and
fine little girl.
Shlplca and Khiva .ball teams ptoy-
ed a friendly game of ball Friday
evening in Mr. J. Collies fi$fl the
■score being in favor of the Shipka
team.
Miss M. Knight is spending her
vacation at her home near Btrathroy.
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NARROW ESCAPE
. Byron Walker, little son of Mrs.
John E. Walker, of Mitchell had a.
(thrilling experience while/ visiting
on his uncle’s farm, Mr. Jas. Mc
Kenzie, of Logan. Byron was rid
ing horseiba'clt on one of the horses
in a three horse team when the
team bolted and ran away. He was
thrown off but .Except for a few
bruises and a short period^ of un
consciousness he luckily escaped
other serious injury? y
DEATH OF. MRS. GERMAN,
/After ■only a few days illness, the
death occurred on lot 23, conces
sion 12 Biddulph, adjoining the vil
lage of Granton on Friday of Mrs.
Horace German, highly respected
Mrs. German whose maiden name
was Mary E. Dinsmore, was -a daugh
ter of the late Samuel and Mrs.
Dinsmore of Blansliard imd was'
born on lot 16, concession 11. Af-*
ter her marriage she and her hus
band took lip residence near Gran
ton where they have remained for
Over twenty years. ,
Besides, her husband she leaves
one son. Armand on the homestead
and one daughter Mrs. Walker W.
Gibson; also two sisters, Mrs. T.
Ben Bennett of Vassar, 'Mich., and.
Mrs. Hymen Tibibits of .St. Marys.
Her only (brother William J. Dins
more of Blanshard predeceased her
some years ago. The funeral took
place on Monday, service being held
in St. Thomas . church, Granton,
’conducted by Rev. s. coleman. lit*
torment wag made in St. Mary/
Cemetery.
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Dear Miss Fjnnigan;
It is with mingled feelings of re
gret and pleasure that we have met
here to-night/ It is not pleasant to
say good-bye to you, biifc in doing
so, we wish to present you with a
little remembrance,
We have greatly enjoyed your
presence among us during your
three years o^ teaching here,
have spared no efforts to make
your work a success, and always the
Welfare, of the -students under your
has been your first considera-
-Socially your presence has
mvCM a pleasure to us, and we will miss you and your friendship very
much.
We hope that you. will -accept the
accompanying gifts. This brass
tray we hope will be useful to you.
This clock', wjiile ticking off the
minutes, may remind you sometimes
of the good friends you leave here;
and this desk set—of pourse we’ll
expect a few of -the letters to be ad
dressed to Kippen, and Hensail.
These small gifts .take with them
the very best wishes of your friends
of this section and the hope that
wliereever you are your life will be
a continued success and also the
hope that once, in a- while you will
think of your friends here.
Signed \on behalf of the parents
and
•care
tion.
been
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nice dinner/ complimented the
guest. “Neither do " chirped
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