Gloucester County Democrat. (Woodbury, N.J.) 1878-1932, 1880-08-05
WOODBURY. N. J., THURSDAY, AUGUST s. $780,

seat opposite DuQlelgl. Sne cOulQ
only hope he was not going far; but
after all what did it matter0 Publicity
was inevitable soon. The little news
boys were crying their papers. Dud-
leigh bought one; MIR. Chez Fo Lee did
the same. He read an item on the first
page before she did. Having read it he
watched her anxiously.
1t was one of those strange personals
which find their way into print. 1t told
briefly the domestic tragedy in the life
of Macdonald. His wife was not di-
vorced from him; she was not dead.
| She was insane. Names and particulars
were given in full.
Presently Dudleigh read this too.
| Her face blanched but she uttered no
cry; she only looked up with wild, ap-
| pealing eyes, which met Chez To Lees.
He yielded to an impulse, and took the
seat beside her. Is it truep" she
asked. her finger on the lines.
fear it is" he said, sternly. 81
have heard it before"
do not begin to understand why she
trusted him from the moment her de-
spairing eyes met his. But something
told her that here was her truest friend
on earth. was going to him." she
said, simply. " I will still 60; that is,
would rather say goodbye"
"MayI go with you and take care
of you, and bring you safe home
again?n
To which Dudleigh assented.
1t was an odd fate which declared
that Chez Fo Lee should be present at
that parting. He turned his back upon
the pair, to be sure; nor did he know
that the interview was over until Dud-
leigh came up to him and gently took
his arm. A moment later succession
of shrill, discordant whistles announced
the outgoing train, on which Macdonald
was borne away.
Going home, how thankful Dudleigh
was for her companions Oriental apathy
and undemonstrativeness He sat be-
side her like stone, only he did not
forget to be most thoughtfully and thor
oughly eonsiderate and kind. 1t oc-
Cured strangely to Dudleigh that all
that afternoon he had read her wishes
and thoughts by magic. Nor was she
wrong. What greater magic exists
than that of a strong, persistent love?
You will think better of Dudleigh
when I tell yol that she told her tale to
Mrs. Van Pedigree that very night.
Words fairly failed Mrs. Van Pedigree.
1t had been horrible close escape.
Perhaps you think that the adven-
lures of such naughty girl should not
end pleasantly after all this. On the
other hand, perhaps you will question
the pleasantness of the ending. Mr.. Chee
Fo Lee won the day in the sequel. His
courtship was slow; girl like Dud-
leigh does not love and unlove and love
again all at once. But his final con-
quest was complete and entire.
1 was in an artists studio recently,
looking over a portfolio of crayon
studies. One was beautiful face had
seen before, but older, graver, sweeter
than [ remembered it. held it up in
quiringly.
That, said my artist, g is the Amer
can wife of noted Chinese diplomat.
He has permanent mission in this ceun-
try now"
Then 1 recognized my beautiful Dud-
leigh's tranquil eyes, broad. low brow,
stately throat Patience, forbearance,
fortitude, had won the day. As muir
INJURED Chee Fo Lees me, half aloud,
half to myself. my artist friend nodded
half absent-minded assenb.-Hdrper S
BGzdr.