Evening star., 1897-01-02

to sDs ease hs1as but Mrs }ahn shook her head
Worsley had always PTofessed himself one
aase s,sr converted by tpe simple medium Of
One day she drove over with flowers.
, Erapes and .sasa. little patronage. to see the
bestowed on the stranger. to meet the sort
Of adjee tfves with Which her brother.;n.
| law rad painted her.
NO, Now, Mrs. John was IA brisk. wide-awake
| little person. who prided herself on reading
riddles: and came to Rrescoe quite assured
| that she would quickly find out whether
the Young woman lpossessed a grand
father, mind or manMe4
But Miss Majoram, heaiing. letters in the
VIDE window, with alai pucker upon her
oroad. White brow, was in her most un-
| communicative mood. ~
| Simple ingenuouseoE tindi NV dear
| Worsiey, she is the %erAest bit of ice-1is-
dainful ice, too! How blind men are,
cried the small lady fonvher return to Dun
Mr.. Worsley Frere. who was nntt,rs- :.
| few sporting and scientific trophies into a
box, turned his deep eyes on his -sister-in-
law doubtfully. Are we?' said he IT sup
pose we are"
To prove how blind he felt himself i'm
PEELED to ride over to the old coaching inn
for the second time in three days
ing under the venerable porch, said to her
| self. "Phyllida, indeed! But your learned
| man is always batr'
To the bat. nevertheless, Miss Marjoram
| accorded her usual bright smile ~.
| you have brought them! How nice of
you. You give me such peeps into an un-
known world that forgot my enforced
| rest" =
He opened the box he had brought with
| him, and spread out these signs of his ac-
| tivfty before her - photographs neatly
| mounted with infiHitesimal notes at the
foot OF each; specimens of the African flora
1 nd <,f
with her hands folded in the pathetic at
titude he had begun to know so we'll she
| listened to his description of the expedi-
tions IN which each item had been secured,
Suddenly, with a change from the visit
| full to the peremptory, "Mr Frere," she
said, why do you grudge the wide field to
| women in a world where there is so much
to do and see?'
They are untitled fer it. Home should
be their province .
She laughed disdainfully. Home! The
| word is nothing to some people, If it is
everything to others. With you I suppose,
| 1t is meant to cover multitude of desires
| But 1t doesn't often. II you, keen on seal
been condemned to tread feather beds
how would you have liked 1t? Men are
So She halted.
$50 what?" he asked, amused at this un-
expected display Of temper.
But she was laughing, now with the
child-ltke look in her eyes. so discriminat-
| ing and WISE They know just which is
| the most reprehensible and clamorous
can touch them off in right order" She
laid her soft, sound hand before her and
beginning with the index finger, said, So
berly: First, the lady orator.
He nodded, smiling; her pretty warmth
was diverting.
"Then-the lady journalist" She paused,
| with her wide eyes on him, questionngly.
| Her appeal-there was nothing dida ctic in
Mary Marjoram-pleased him in some sub
| tie way.
"Or shall we put the lady-journalist
| frst?" he said, entering into her mood.
''She is generally aggressive, square-to
and badly dressed
Three things that no wise man would
pardon" she agreed meditatively.
Third
But just then Mrs Greenfield entered
| with tea, and she dismissed the subject
| with half-petuant laugh. Don't let us
waste ebbing daylight over such an unat-
tractive sec ton of society as the advanced
woman" she cried. "You haven't told me
half about your African adventures"
And with question and answer they
whiled away the twilight.
1t was two days before he came again
| a glowing October evening
| DIR. Forsythe says i am almost well.
| shall go next week! must get back to
| work" j.
Work. he said, for in her playful, de-
pendent ways she had never struck him as
| working woman. .se-
She laughed low at his perplexity. Hats
| and bonnets must be made, you see. Mr..
\ And though she had not declared herself
| a miHiner in SO many Words her remark
sent an odd stab through his big frame.
He got up and went to the window.
| This being So" she went on cheerfully,
| you see how much, how very much 1 owe
| you, who saved my hand to me to stitch
and seam and gather pence. MF. Frere, 1
thank-I do thank YOU
He CHI ic chn irrit tohl
was nothing"
'well, nothing if you will. That is
| your point of view. 1t isn't mine
He stood still, staring at the yellow sky
and the bare, far moors
Miss Marjoram, do you believe in mar
| riase between people of similar tastes?'
| he presently asked abruptly. do you
think, for instance, that an artist would
| be happy with an artst-a literary man
| with a literary woman?
Most probably not she said shortly.
| They were silent for a time; then she
| resumed in a different tone: Il have been
| quite happy here alone out of the beaten
| track. l wonder-I wonder how your hOli-
| day has agreed with you? little pause
in an adventurous life-a full stop between
two SentenC nCeS-is that it?''
| Yes he said carelessly, "a parenthests
"a pleasant parenthesis"
He didn't know it would be his last word
with her at Brescoe. When he rode up
| few days later he found Miss Marjoram
had gene She had been sent for suddenly
abroad. Mrs. Greenfield said The tele-
| gram was lying on the table. He picked it
up mechanically.
| 1t was addressed to the Honorable Mary
| Marioram by Lady Joanna Pierpont, at
Bordighera, and said merely. Come at
once"
TT SEEMS" marked the landlady, stand
| ing by that she was quite great lady-a
writer, and rich, with my Lady Joanna
Pisrpont for aunt, and all sorts of fine
| connections But she had disagreed with
| them. The old lady wanted her to stay
| at home and do nothing, and Miss Mario
| ram wanted to go out aud do a great deal.
She told me she got tired of sitting on a
cushion and sewing fine seam. Well,
| it's every one to their tastes. And, what
ever hers were, she was the pleasantest-'
spoken yoI ng lady l ever came across
Worsley Frere rode home slowly. and go
| ing, found himself face to face with prob
| lem. A great blank had suddenly entered
into his life, and he was trying to argue it
away. He labored for night and a day,
and then he told Mrs. John Frere that he
was going to take run to the continent
prepare tory to his voyage to Africa.
1t was just week later that he came
| across slight figure leaning-in a brief alb
Gil ho