Page Six
1 HE TILLAMOOK HEADLIGHT
Jjyfox.’ July 7tl
Rut I wns surprised that night to to heal, to cure! How I thrilled at the In h.-r gali.-py ,,f -
thing; but nobody minds Aunt Hat why It made so great an Impression
This was the condition of things
tie.)
have
Mother say I could go. for rd thought of the love aud compunionship
»•
upon me. It was a very quiet wed when I entered si hool that fall, ¡fnd
And, us I said before, it is ull per ding, of course—Just the members of perhaps for a w< ?ek thereafter. Then about given ud hope, after all that I could give him somewhere in u rose- brother there.
embowered cottage far from the mud-
fectly wonderful.
the family present. But I shall never one day, very st iddenly, and without talk at the I
ding crowd! .(He bourded ut the -An I soon
,
So it’s all settled, and they’re going forget the fine, sweet loveliness of apparent reason, li invoke to the fact said somethin
dersonville hotel alone now.) If only
right away on this trip und call ft a Mother’s face, nor the splendid of my existence. C. ndy, flowers, books too. She said
'd
. ; ■■
t she si avs he e»>uJi* see 1! ss I saw H. !f milf by
wedding trip. And, ut course, Grand sUreugth aud teudernea» <*t katUsr’"- I —some one of the--» ■ he brought to me Mayhew her
friends of her some sign or token he could kuow of one in me.
H
father had to get off bls Joke about ! And the way he drew her into his urrns every morning. All »luring the school wanted to k
»
old me to ask the warm love that was his but for
how he thought it was u pretty dan and kissed her, after It was all over— day he was my devoted gallant, danc little girl. A
Jerry w ns an
,,
gerous business; und to see that this i well, I remember distinctly that even ing attendance every possible minute him to call tl next t enlng and play the asking! Could he not see that no
longer need he pine alone and unap ready he laid .. a,
honeymoon didn’t go Into un eclipse . Aunt Hattie choked up and hud to outside of session hours, and walking checkers or c ess witl me.
while they were wutehlng the other turn her back to wipe her eyes.
home with me in the afternoon,
Happy? I could i-arcely contain preciated in the Andersonville hotel?
one. liut nobody minds Grandfather.
They went away at once, first to proudly carrying my books. Dl»l I say myself for joy. And when the next Why, In just u few weeks I was to a
I’m to stay here and finish school. I New York for a day or two, then to “home with me"? That is not strictly evening came, bringing Paul, and be through school. And then—
Helen told me
.
Then, In the spring, when Father and Andersonville, to prepare for the reul true—he always stopped Just one Mother, all prettily dressed as if lie
On the night before commencement
the
Mother come buck, we ure ull to go to wedding trip to the other side of the hlock
;li..
.
home"—one block were really, truly company, came Into Mr. Harold Hartshorn ascended our just lmd
Andersonville nnd begin to live In the world. I stayed in Boston at school.
the room and talked so lienutifully to front steps, rang the bell, and called New York
old house again.
In the spring, when Father and
him, I was even more entranced. To for my father. I knew because I was that It was just goh
Won’t It be lovely? It Just seems Mother returned, and wT all went back
be sure, It did bother me a Uttle that upstairs in my room over the front that lit.....
too good to be true. Why, I don't care to Andersonville, there followed a long
Paul laughed so much, and so loudly, door; and I saw him come up the walk now—anything.
u bit now whether I'm Mary or Marie. period of Just happy girlhood, and I
and that he couldn't seem to find any aud heard him ask for Father.
I saw Jerry
But, then, nobody else does, either. In suspect I was too satisfied und huppy
Oh, Joy ! Oh, happy day ! He knew. er vacation of
,1;,| ,.ar
thing to talk about only himself, and
fact, both of them call me the whole to think of writing. After all, I've no
t',, _
what he was doing, mid what he was He had seen It as I saw it. He had lege. Helen invit.
qame now, Mary Marie. I don’t think ticed it's when we're sad or troubled
■
going to do. Some way, he had never come to gain Father's permission, that with her, tin»! A!
they ever said they would, They Just over something that we have that tin
). -
seemed like that nt school. And I he might be a duly accredited suitor might go. Helen
began to do It. That’s all.
gling to cover perfectly good white
me for the
was afraid Mother wouldn't like that. for my hand!
How about this being u love story paper with “confessions” and “stories
During the next ecstatic ten min Mother and Father
All the evening I was watching and
now? Oh, I'm so excited I
of my life.” As witness right now what
...
listening with her eyes and her ears utes. with my hand pressed against my much. There was tm h, .
I’m doing.
everything he did, everything he said. wildly beating heart, I planned my fore, In their cons.-tit that I
CHAPTER IX.
I had Just passed my sixteenth birth
, [
I so wanted Mother to like him! I so wedding dress, selected with care and *isit Helen at Easier
day when we all came back to live In
wanted Mother to see how really fine I discrimination my trousseau, furnished
Helen lived In New York.
Which I« the Test.
Andersonville. For the first few
and splendid and noble he was. But the rose-embowered cottage far from home was a Fifth a\.
months I suspect that Just the glory
that evening—Why couldn’t he stop the madding crowd — and wondered nine servants, four :t
. S^H|
ANDER80NVILLE. TWELVE YEARS and the wonder and Joy of living In
talking about the prizes he’d won, why Father did not send for me. Then two chauffeurs. Naturally sudi a
LATER
the old home, with Father and Mother
and the big racing car he’d just or the slam of the screen door downstairs of living was entirely new to tae^^H
Twelve yeura—yes. And I’m twenty- happy together, was enough to fill all
dered for next summer? There was sent me to the window, a sickening correspondingly fascinating.
nothing fine and splendid and noble terror within me.
eight yeura old. Pretty old, little Mary my thoughts. Then, as school begnn
elaborately uniformed footman
Marie of the long ago would think. In the fall, I came down to normal liv
about that. And were his finger nail*
Was he going—without seeing me, opened the door for me to the
And, well, perhaps today I feel Just ing again, and became a girl—Just a
always so dirty?
his future bride? Impossible!
some French maid who ''lid" m.v
growing girl In her teens.
as old us she would put it.
Why, Mother would think—
Father and Mr. Harold Hartshorn I adored them all, am! moved ns
How patient Mother was, and Fath
I came up Into the attic this morn
Mother did not stay In the room all stood on the front steps below, talking. dream of enchantment. Then
ing to puck away some things I shall er, too! I can see how gently and
the time; but she was in more or less In another minute Mr. Harold Harts Jerry home from a week-end's tt^^B
no longer need, now that I urn going tactfully they helped me over the
often to watch the game; and at half horn had walked away, and Father nnd I forgot everything else.
to leave Jerry. (Jerry Is my husband.) stones and stumbling-blocks that strew
past nine she brought in some little had turned back on to the piazza.
I knew from the minute his
And in the bottnxp of my little trunk the pathway of every slxteen-year-old
cakes and lemonade as a surprise. I
As soon as I could control my shak looked into mine that «hatever 1
I found this manuscript. 1 hud forgot girl who thinks, because she has
thought it was lovely; but I could ing knees, I went downstairs.
been before, I was now certalnl.v^B
ten thut such a thing existed; but with turned down her dresses and turned
have shaken Paul when he pretended I Father was in his favorite rocklng- mere “Oh, some friend of ileien's^M
up
her
hair,
that
she
Is
grown
up,
and
its laboriously written pages before
to be afraid of It, and asked Mother chair. I advanced slowly. I dld not was (so his eyes said) "a deuc^M
me, it ul! came back to me; and I be can do and think and talk as she
if there was a stick in It.
sit down.
pretty girl, and one well worth
gun to read; here u sentence; there a pleases.
The Idea—Mother I A stick!
"Was that Mr. Hartshorn?" I asked, tlvnting." Whereupon he began
It was that winter that I went
paragraph; somewhere else a page.
I Just knew Mother wouldn’t like trying to keep the shake out of my once to do the "cultivating.”
Then, with a little half laugh and a through the morbid period. Like our All During the 8chool Day He Was My I that. But If she didn’t, she never voice.
In less than thirty six hours I
Devoted Gallant
half sob, I carried It to an old rocking- childhood's measles and whooping
showed a thing In her face. She just
"Yes.”
caught up In the whirlwind of
chair by the cobwebby dormer window, cough, It seems to come to most of short of my gate, He evidently had smiled, and said no, there wasn’t any
“Mr. H-Hartshorn,” I repeated stu- wooing, and would not have es»a^H
and settled myself to read it straight us—us women children. I wonder pot forgotten Aunt jane, and did not stick in it; and passed the cakes.
It if I could.
■
pidly.
why? Certainly It came to me. True
through.
When he had gone. I remember I
"Yes. He came to see me about the
When I went back to college he
intend to take any foolish risks 1 So
to
type
I
cried
by
the
hour
over
fan-
I
And I have reud it.
he said good-by to me always at a didn’t like to meet Mother's eyes, and Downer place,” nodded Father. "He my promise that If he could gain t^H
Poor little Mary Marie I Dear little cled slights from my schoolmates, and i safe distance.
I didn't ask her how she liked Paul wants to rent It for next year."
consent of Father and Mother. M
At Exactly Tan o’olook He Came Up Mary Marie I To meet you like this, brooded days at a time because Fath- |
Mayhew. I kept right on talking fast
“To rent it—the Downer place!” (The might put the engagement ring on t^H
Tills
went
on
for
perhaps
a
week.
the Step» of ths Hous* Hara, but He to share with you your Joys and sor- er or Mother “didn’t understand." I I
about
something
else.
Some
way,
I
Downer place was no rose-embowered finger.
t H
Then he asked me to attend a school
Didn’t Ring the Bell.
rows, hopes and despalrs, of those questioned everything In the earth j sleigh-ride and supper with him.
didn’t want Mother to talk then, for cottage far from the madding crowd 1
Back
at
college,
alone
In
my
o^j
the
heavens
above;
and
beneath and
Why, it was big, and brick, and right room. I drew a long brenth, and bega|
I was wild with delight. At the fear of what she would say.
Wo sura of Mother, but I knew It was years, long ago, is like sitting hand In In my dark despair over an averted
hand
on
a
sofa
with
a
childhood's
And
Mother
didn't
say
anything
next to the hotel! I didn't want to to think. It was the first chance I hM
Saturday, and I believed I could min-
glance from my most Intimate friend, same time I waa wild with apprehen
had, for even Helen now had beconB
M* somehow to keep her here with friend, each listening to an euger "And I meditated on whether life was, or sion. I awoke suddenly to the fact about Paul Mayhew—then. But only a live there.)
“Yes—for his wife and family. He's Jerry—by reflection.
me, so that everything would he all do you remember?" falling constantly was not, worth the living, with a pre- of the existence of Father and Mother, few days later she told me to in
a
from delighted lips that cannot seem
and that their permission must be vite him again to the house (this time going to bring them back with him
right there.
The more I thought, th« more frlgbfl
ponderance toward the latter.
to
talk
half
fast
enough.
to
a
chafing-dish
supper),
and
to
ask
gained. And I had my doubts—I had
next year," explained Father.
I did It, and five minutes before ten
ened, dismayed, and despairing I bgl
Mother—dear mother!—looked on very grave doubts. Yet it seemed to Carrie Heywood and Fred Small, too.
It was almost dark when I had fin
“His wife and family!” I can Imag came. In the clear llrht of calm, unfl
she was sitting quietly sewing In her
my
aghast.
She
feared,
I
think
for
We had a beautiful time, only again ine about how I gasped out those four reasoning, it was all so absurd, ao Ima
i me at that moment that I Just had to
own room. Then I went downstairs to ished the manuscript. It was written
on the top sheet of a still thick pad life; certainly for my sanity and go on that slelgh-rlde. That it was Pau! Mayhew didn’t “show off" at all words.
watch for Father.
possible! What could I have beeia
morals.
the only thing In the whole wide world In the way I wanted him to—though
"Yes. He has five children, I be thinking of? I must forget Jerry.
He came Just on the dot, and I let of paper, and my fingers fairly tingled
‘
It was Father who came to the ses- worth while.
suddenly,
to
go
on
and
cover
those
he
most
emphatically
“
showed
off"
In
lieve, and—"
I pictured him in Andersonville, lol
him In and took him Into the library.
He
pooh-poohed
Mother
’
s
fears:
cue.
white sheets—tell what bap
I can remember now, as If it were his way! It seemed to me that he
But I had fled to my room.
my own home. I tried to picture hlml
Then I went unatalra and told Meth«* unused
■ waa Mlgeetle» that sBed sea,
an*
After *!?, my recovery was rapid. T faftfng to Father, to Mother.
• ere was some one downstairs who yrned aex?—tert rhe rest rtf rt»e story; or that I was growing too fast; or per ' yesterday, file tray T debated fn m.v bragged rvsw mor» nlNvwt
not
for
the
sake
of
the
story
—
but
for
his
belongings
than
he
had
before,
was in love with love, you see; not
mind as to whether I should ask
wanted to see her.
Absurd, What had Jerry to do wltfl
my sake. It might help me. It might haps I didn't get enough sleep, or
And I didn't like at all the way he
And she said, bow funny, and wasn't make things clearer. It might help to needed, maybe, a good tonic. He took Father, Mother, or both together; and ate his food. Why, Father didn't eat with Mr. Harold Hartshorn. Besides, learned treatises on stars, or with the!
there any name, and where was the Justify myself In my own eyes. Not me out of school, and made It a point If I should let It be seen how greatly like that—with such a noisy mouth, the next year I went to college. And humdrum, everyday life of a stupid,
maid. But I didn't seem to hear. I that I have any doubts, of course to accompany me on long walks. He I desired to go, and how much it meant and such a rattling of the silverware! It was while I was at college that I small town? For that matter, what
met Jerry.
to me; or if I should Just mention It
bad gone into my room In quite a hur- (about leaving g Jerry, I rneun).
rneun), but that talked with me—not to me—about the as In passing, and take their permis
And so It went—wise mother that , Jerry was the brother of my college had Father and Mother to do with
,yy, as if I had forgotten something I when I saw it
dancing and motoring and painting
birds
and
the
trees
and
the
sunsets,
she
was
!
Far
from
prohibiting
me
to
.. In
I.. black
L‘
and white 1
*
friend, Helen Weston. Helen's elder society queens' portraits? Nothing.
s wanted to do there. But, of course, I could be even more convinced that I and then about the deeper things of sion practically for granted.
I chose the latter course, and I took ! have anything to do with Paul May- I sister was a senior In that same col
Plainly, even if Jerry, for the sake
didn't 0«> a thing—except to make sure
was doing what was best for him and life, until, before I realized It, I was a time when they were both together. hew, she let me see all I wanted to lege, and was graduated at the close
that she went downstairs to the li best for me.
sane nnd sensible once more, serene At the breakfast table I mentioned 1 of him, particularly In my own home. of my freshman year. The father, of the daughter, liked Father and
Mother, Father and Mother certainly
brary.
Bo I brought the manuscript down nnd happy In the simple faith of my casually that the school wns to have I She let me go out with him. properly mother and brother came on to the would not like Jerry. That was cer-
*• They’re there now together. And to my own room, and this evening I childhood,
a slelgh-rlde and supper the next Fri ■ chaperoned, and she never, by word graduation. And that Is where I met tain.
he's been here a whole hour already. have commenced to write. I can’t fin
I was seventeen, if I remember right
. or manner, hinted that she didn’t ad- Jerry.
Of course I cried myself to 'leep
Seems as If he ought to say something ish It tonight, of course. But I have ly, when I became worried, not over day afternoon and evening, and that ! mire his conceit and braggadocio.
Paul
Mayhew
had
asked
me
to
go
with
If It might be called meeting him. that night. That was to be expected.
In that length of time!
m.v
heavenly
estate
now,
but
my
earth
tomorrow, and still tomorrow. (I have
And it all came out exactly as I He lifted his hat, bowed, said a polite
him.
Jerry^was the world; and the world
After I was sure Mother was down,
ly »ne. I must have a career, of
"A slelgh-rlde, supper,
I
and not suspect she had planned from the be nothing with his lips, and an indiffer wns lost. There was nothing left ex
r took out this, mid began to write In
course. No namby-pamby everyday liv come home until evening?’’ cried ginning. When Paul Mayhew asked to ent “Oh, some friend of Helen's,” with
It. And I've been writing ever since.
ing of dishes anil dusting nnd meals Mother. “And with i whom, did you be my escort to the class reception In his eyes, nnd turned to a radiant cept, perhaps, a few remnants and
pieces, scarcely worth the counting—
But, oh, I do so wonder what's going
and bnble« for me. It «a« all very say ?’’
June, I declined with thanks, and Im blonde senior nt my side.
excepting,
of course, Father and Moth
yn down there. I’m so excited over—
well, of course, for some people. Such
"Paul Mayhew,” I answered. I stHI mediately afterward told Fred Small
And that wns all—for him. But for er. But one could not always have
things had to be. But for m
I would go with him. But even when me —
the
same
tried
to
speak
casually;
at
one’s rather and mother. There would
ONE WEEK LATER
T could write, of course, blit I was time I tried to indicate by voice and I told Mother nonchalantly, and with
All that day I watched him when come n time when—
carefully
averted
eyes,
that
I
«ni
go
not sure but that I preferred the stage. manner something of the great honor
At Just (lint minute Mother came In-
ever opportunity offered; and I suspect
Jerry's letter came the next lay
At the same time there wns within mo that had been bestowed upon their ing to the reception with Fred Small that I took care that opportunity of
to the r«a«in. I wish you could have
by special delivery. He hail g ne
ns
of
a
call
to
go
out
—
even
then
her
pleasant
“
Well,
that's
a
deep
stirring
daughter.
.
but
she
looked
keen her. My stnrs,
fered frequently. I was fascinated. 1 straight home from the station ni d be
nnd enlighten the world, especially
Father was impressed—plainly Im good!” conveyed only cheery mother had never seen any one like him be gun to write to me. (How Ilk- Terry
pretty I— with her shilling eyes and the
Interest
;
nor
did
that
portion
of
I
It
tn
darkest
Africa
or
a
hasty
glance
into
pressed ; but not a ail In the way 1
lovely pink In her cheeks. And young 1
fore. Tan. handsome, brilliant, at per that was—particularly the <»-»'lal-
deadliest India. T would be a mlsslon- had hope»! he would be. He gave me her face discover so much as a lifted feet ease, he plainly dominated every delivery stamp!) The most of I i- let
Honestly, I believe she looked younget
eyebrow
to
hint,
ary.
"I
thought
you
’
d
a
swift,
sharp
glqnce;
then
looked
than I did that minute.
group of which he was a part. Toward ter, aside from the usual lover - hup-
come to your senses sometimeI”
Before I was eighteen, however. I straight at Mother.
She Just came and put her arms
sodfes. had to do with plans fo 'he
nil
this.
Father
put
had abandoned
Wise little mother that she was!
"Humph! Paul Mayhew! Yes, I
around me and kissed me. and I saw
summer
—what we would d»» together
his foot 'down linrd on the missionary know him,” he saiiL grimly. “And I’m
In the days and weeks that followed
then that her eyes wore all misty with
at the Westons' summer cot'
in
project,
and
Mother
put
tiers
down
on
Into
he
comes
dreading
the
time
when
(though
nothing
was
said)
I
detected
tears, She didn't any a word, hardly,
Newport. He said he should rv up
the
stHge
Idea
I
didn't
tnlnd
so
much,
college
next
year.
”
a
subtle
change
in
certain
matters.
only that Father wanted to see
to Andersonville early — very etirly;
though, as I remember, for on further I “You mean—” Mother hesitated and however. And as 1 look back at It
and I was to go right down.
Just as soon as I was back from col
study
aud
consideration
I
found
that
now,
I
am
sure
I
can
trace
its
origin
to
stopped.
And I went.
lege, In fact, so that he might meet
flowers and applause were not all of
the
company
m.v
"affair
”
with
Paul
Mayhew.
Evi
“
I
mean
I
don't
like
I thought, of course, that she
Father and Mother, and put that ring
an actor's life, and that Africa and he keeps—already." malded'Father.
dently Mother had no intention of run
coming, too. But she didn't.
on my finger.
India were not entirely desirable ns a
"Then you don't think that Mary ning the risk of any more courtships;
when I got down the stairs I found I
And while I read the letter, I Ju«t
place of residence for a young woman Marie—” Mother hesitated again, and also ev Idently she intended to know
was all alone; but I went right on Into
knew he would do It. Why. I could
alone. Besides, I had decided bv then glanced at me.
who
my
friends
were.
At
all
events,
the library, and there was Father
even see the sparkle of the ring on
that I could enlighten the world Just
“Certainly not,” said Father de- the old Anderson mansion soon be-
waiting for me.
my finger. But In five minutes after
as effectually (and much more com cldedly.
entne the rendezvous of all the boys
lie didn't say much, either, nt first;
the letter was folded and put away,
fortably) by writing stories at home
I
knew
thdn,
of
course,
that
he and girls of my acquaintance. And
but Just like Mother lie put his arms
I knew, with equal certitude—that he
and getting them printed.
on the sleigh ride. such good times as we had, with
meant
I
couldn't
go
around me and kissed me. and held me
Wouldn't.
So I wrote stories —but I did not get even though he hadn't said the words Mother always one of us, and ever pro
there. Then, very soon. he liegnn to
I had been at home exactly eight
any of them printed In spite of my earn right •>ut. I forgot all about being posing something new and Interesting!
talk ; and, oh, he said such beautiful
hours when a telegram from Jerry
est efforts. In time, therefore that Idea, casual and Indifferent and matter-of-
And
because
boys
—
not
a
boy,
but
things such tender, lovely, sacred
asked permission to come at one?
also, was abandoned; and with It. re- course then. I thought only (of show boys—wera as free to come to the
things; too sacred oven to write down
As gently as I could I hrok» 'he
I
gretfully, the Idea of enlklitenlng the ing them how absolutely, necessary it house as were girls, they soon seemed
here. Then tie kissed me again nnd
news
to Father anu Mother. He was
world
at
all.
wns for them to let me go on that to me as commonplace and matter-of-
And ths Way He Drew Her Into Hie
went away.
Helen's brother. They must' have
Besides, I had Just then (again If I sleigh rble, unless they wanti'd my course and free from sentimental In
Arms
and
Kissed
Her.
But he came back thegiext day, and
heard m? mention him. I knew him
remember rightfully) fallen In love.
life forevermore hopelessly blighted
terest as were the girls.
he's been here some part of every da?
well, very well. Im.eed, In fact the
Not that tt was the first time. Oh.
Again.
»vl«e
little
mother!
I explained carefully how he wns
since.
Ami, <*b, what a wonderful
purpose
of this visit was to ask them
no, not at eighteen, when at thirteen the handsomest, most popular boy In
But, of course, even this did not
week It has been I
for
the
hand
of their daughter.
I had begun confidently and happily to school, and how all the girls were Just prevent thy falling In love ivlth some
They're going to be married It's
Father frowned ana scolded, and
took for It! What a sentimental little craiy to be asked to go anywhere one older than myself, some one quite
tomorrow. They'd have been married
said. “TuL tut!" and that I was noth-
ple-’e I was! How conM they have with him ; and I argued what If Fath outside of my own circle of Intimates.
right nwny at the first, only they had
Ing hut a child. But Mother smiled
been so patient with me—Father, er had seen him with boys he did not
M.v especial attack of this kind
to wait—something about licenses and
and shook her head, even while she
Mother, everybody!
like—then that da» all the more rea cam« to me when I was barely eigh
1
a five day notice. Mother said Father
sighed, and remlnde»! him that I was
I'm sorry
I think the first real attack—the son why nice girls like me. when he teen. the spring I was being gradu
fussed and fumed, and wanted to try
twenty—two whole years older than
She doesn't first that I consciously called love, asked them should go with him, so a» ate! from the Andersonville High
for u s|H*clal dl»|ten»atlon. or some
she was « hen she married hit«;
her. Nobody myself—was the winter after we had to keep him away from bad boys. An>1 school. And the visible embodiment
thing; but Mother laughed, mid said
thougti in the same breath she ad
himself—yet all come back to Andersonville to live. I reminded them again that he was of my adoration was the head master.
certainly not. and that she guessed It They nil think Pm Just making a visit I was sixteen ami In the high school the very handsomest. most popular Mr. Harold Hartshorn, a handsome,
mitted that 1 was young, and she cer
was Just as well, for she positively had to Mother—and I aim till I »rite thin
Jerry Was an Artist, IT Seemed.
tainly hoped Pd be willing to wait be
It was Paul Mayhew—yes. the same boy In school; and that there wasn't dean shaven, well-set-up man of (I
to have a few thing»«; and lie needn t letter to Jerry And then—
fore I married, even If the young man
Paul Mayhew that bad defied« his a girl I knew who wouldn't he craiy should judge) thirty-five years of age.
him every face was turned—yet he
think he could walk right In like that
I believe non that I'll wait till I've mother ami sister and walked home to be In m.v <hes
rather grave, a little stern, and very never seemed to know it. (Whatever was al) that they could ask him to be.
on a body and expect her to get mar finished writing thia, I'll feel better with me one night and invited me to
Father «as still a little rebellions, I
Then I »topped, all out of breath. dignified.
hie faults, Jerry Is not conceited. I think, but Mother—bless her dear
ried at a moment's notice. But she then. My tnlnd will be clearer. I'll So for an automobile ride, only to be an«! I can Ims cine Just how pleadlne
But
how
I
adored
him
1
How
1
hung
will give him credit for that I) To me sympathetic heart!—soon convinced
didn't mean It. I know she didn't; ft»r know more «lint to say. Just the «ent sharply about his business by mv and palpltnth g I looked.
upon his ev.ry word, his every glance! he did not speak again that day
when Father reproached her, aha effort of writing It down—
stern. Inexorable Aunt Jane Paul was
I thought Father was going to re How I maneuvered to win from him a am not sure that he even looked at me him that they must at lea«» consent
laughed softly, and called him an old
Of course, If Jerry and I hadn't—
In the senior class now, and the hand
fuse right away, but I saw the glance few minutes' conversation on a Latin If he did there must still have been to see this Gerald Weston So I sent
goose, ami said. yea. of course, she'd
Hut thia Is no way to begin. Llk> «omest, most admires! boy In school that Mother threw him the glance vert» or
the wire Inviting him to come.
a French translation!
have married Idin In two minutes If It the little Mary Marie of long ago I am
ne didn’t care for girls. That Is he that said, "let me atten»l to this, thrilled If be bestowed upon me one tn his eyes only the "oh some friend
Jerry ceibe—and he had not been
hadn't been for the five day notice, no In dauger of starting my dinner with said he didn't Ifl '»ore himself with dear." lit <e,-n that glance before, of his infrequent smiles! How 1 of Helen’s." that I had seen at the five minutes In the house before It
morning
Introduction
matter whether she ever had a new Ice-cream Instead of soup! And so I a supreme Indifference that waa mad
might easily have seemed that he had
several times, and 1 knew Just what
I did not meet him again tor nearly always been there He did kno » shout
must begin where I left off. of courae. denlng, and that took (apparently) It meant; to I wasn't surprised to see grieved over bls stern aloofness!
dress or not.
By the end of s month I had evolved
Aud that's the way It is with them And that was at the wedding.
no notice of the fact that everv girl In Father shrug hl« shoulders and tarn this his stern aloofness tne^t that a year; buf*that did not mean that I k«tars: at least, he talked with Father
did not hear of him.
I wonder If
I remember that wedding as If li
school was a willing slave to the mere away as Mother said to me:
all the time. They're too funny ami
he ha<1 been »tlaappolnted tn love! his Helen ever noticed how often I used aboet them and ao a^fn bold Father’s
lovely together for anything (Aunt were yesterday. I can see now, with nodding of his head or the beckoning
Internet too And he knew a lot about
"Very well. dear. I’ll think tt
metaacboly waa lowetlne«»- his heir-
He turned and smiled a little, but he
shook !i|s head.
“Thunk you, child , but I don’t think
you kuow quite what you're protnis-
kig," he said.
“Yes, I do.”
Then I told him my Idea At first he
said no, and it couldn't be, and he was
very sure she wouldn't s<-e him, even if
he called. But I sui
would do exactly a
told him my plan,
and quite a lot of
he
would pgree to it.
And this morning we did It.
At exactly ten o'clock he came up
the steps of the house here, but he
didn't ring the bell. I, hud told him
not to do that, und I was on the watch
for him. I knew that at ten o’clock
Grandfather would be gone, Aunt Hat
tie probably downtown shopping, uud
Lester out with bls governess. I wasn't
Hattie says they're too silly for say
Mary Mane'a manuscript before me.
of bls hand.
aad let yea know teatghL"
waa break'ng.
How ’ 'co-ed to bet'
to get her to talk of her home and tear
-'easily lifts; and bow Intar tot ad 1 was
InanmeraMe things In which Mother
was interaMed. Re stayed f»wr da ye;