The morning times., 1895-12-08
Green AcfeS.

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In one Of those ideal Southern homes
Ruth Trcpt's lot for few weeks had been
happily cast. 1t was called Green Acres,
and far and wide was noted for its beauty,
its hospitality and its lovely mistress. And
not un ike the graceful flowers that gre w in
such profusion Il bout Green Acres was weet
Marion Hunter. Her eyes were ike tue
deep-blue cleniatis and her hair was warm
red brown. She wasonc Qf those dear little
creatures who come into the world with a
heritage OF love and caresses.
Ned Hawley OF tire adjoining estate had
discovered the charm OF Green Acres.
One evening as Marion and her friend
sat on the porch he drove up the broad a p
proach. soft red crept over Marion S
cheek and her eyes sparkled with pleasure.
With true Southern hospitality she stepped
forward and welcomed tim, presenting him
to her friend.
He was past his first youth, but slight and
graceful in build. His dark face was strlls-
ipgly handsome. His manners were gentle
and a subtle magnetism drew TO him man
and woman alike.
lie was charming companion and re-
spCndcd willingly 10 hariOn's invitation
10 assist her in entertaining her friend.
10 day passed but they had some proof of
his attention and tact. He came often to
Green Acres.
Ruth Trent wes fair; of that cold blond
type REGULAR to northern climes. She was
very clever and Intellectual. Ned Ha wiley
found her interesting and admired her
very much, With her acute woman's eyes
Ruth soon discerned that his heart was in
keeping with Tie lair mistress Of Green
Acres.
Marion had a cousin, who from childhoo cd
had been her companion and friend. He
made his home at Green Acres. Business
took him away the greater part OF theyear,
but the holidays usually found him there.
One afternoon Ruth, Ned and Marion sat
on the piazza. Ned was reading aloud.
"Marionl''
"why lit is Johnl''
She looked very like a girl In her white
dress, and perhaps John thoughtshe was one
still. He picked her up in his arms. folded
her to his bosom aud kissed her as he would
little child. ...
Eed's lips tightened as he saw the caress.
How fond Marion is of her cousini"'
Ruth's cool voice interrupted his trend of
thought.
That night as the two friends sat for a
bedtime chat Ruth suddenly opened her Bible.
MAKE a wish, Marion," she said.
~ have made it." Marion answered as
she brushed her hair.
''It shall come to pass" Ruth read.
"Confess. Marion, what did you wish?'
~ wished" Marion answered, "that
some one 1 love very much will one day
love me-"
As she spoke her eyes rested on Ned's
picture. that stood upon her dressing case.
az shall not tell mine," Ruth said, until
it comes true"
do you know, Mr.. Hawley," Ruth said
one day as they-watched John and Marion
run a race down the broad path, ~ think
our friend John is deeply interested in our
sweet hostess?"t
Indeed" Hawley swered, his face pale
with assumed Indifference.
1.-The other evening"" Ruth continued "a
scho olgirl superst stition took poss ession
OF us and we both made wish by given
formula. Marion said that she hoped that
some one she loved would love er and as she
spoke her eyes rested on a picture that
adorns her dressing-case. Johns face is
handsome enough to be seen on any lady's
dressing case"
"Ah, Ned, did VIM" Marion exclaimed,
coming up, flushed and triumphant, looking
for approval in the eyes that always looked
at her SO kindly.
''You did," he answered coldly.
His face was stern and set Hc called
himself fool and perhaps he was not far
from right, to be duped by pretty face.
Marion was stung to the quick by his
coldness, but, taking his cue, treated him
with chilling reserve.
Ruth, with her exquisite tact engrossed
his attention. Marion saw, but, seeing, gave
no sign.
remarked to Hawley one evening, when at
trying to put at ease bashful youth who