Evening journal. [volume] (Wilmington, Del.) 1888-1932, 1899-12-28

books and slate. Did she ever heat
of him. CarOl" lie leaned toward her
But she was turning the rings on her
slim fingers. the fshntcst suggestion OF
smile at the corner of her lips.
zone day in class he mis- sed a word.
not that it was so unusual. and she re-
fused to 20 above. because, She lisped.
i love YOU Then he gave her "A pansy
with some boyish words of affection,
and she flushed and asked. Am ] your
little heartseaseT Caro- don't you re-
member
81 don't remember to have given you
any right 10 ask such questions"
''But YOU remember" he persisted.
She laughed softly. GLOW they hat
ed me, those other little giIasl They
called me a mean, stuck-up, ,mub-nosed
thing"
A little CLEAN Of triumph shone in
his eyes She remembered.
Then the mountain party years af-
terward YOu were sixteen was
leading your horse. the saddle turned
and you fell right into my arms. Caro-
and / kissed YOU"
The long lashcs had cultained her
eyes
"Havc You forgotten he whispered.
However did you make such love TO
tbs senOritas" she asked. demurely
"YC-1 had no "reminiscences and youth
full follies in commOn.y
Don't interrupt, please. / promised
to do it ALL Then the night 1 left
can feel your little fingers soft and
warm in mine yet and see the wistful-
ness in your eyes You cared then.
You can't deny IT, Your trembling lips
} and sweet wet eyes kept me straight
over there among so many wild fell
lows. You told me to make a man Of
myself. and l have worked hard, hon
est years for you. dear. have never
. loved any other wOmn."
She sat still. the color coming and
going in her cheeks.
He leaned toward her, his heart I'm
his face They were quite hidden by
the drapery. A voice cut softly across
, the low humming that filled the rooms.
a woman's voice rs she passed with
her attendant to the refreshment room.
"The pretty blonde who stood against
these curtains-she was looking at you
with her heart In her eyes" the voice
said. 'She is young, Ia petite; size win
learn TO shrug her shoulders and laugh
E as the years 90 on"
The girl leaned forwrd TO catch the
reply. Her blue eyes black, her cheeks
white. the little teeth set relentlessly
in the soft redness Of her under lip.
The answer came lightly after a mo-
= lment
"a man will pass a sweet wild rose
If n lily grows and dazzles just be
yond."
The voices were lost in the hum.
She leaned back, the small hands
clinched He watched her anxiOusly
The senuous. softly swelling walt,
melody throbbed in his brain.
Would she never speak? He dared
not.
Then with long breath of relief sh,
moved toward him. The delicate beauty
OF her face shonc like a flower In Tho
Swallowed nook.
Rob" she said softly. "Tm so gla,
p I know"
"KnOw what, dear2 He covered Ia,
S little fingers as if she had been n child
d She lifted her eyes in establishment.
"IInow that It was wounded pride. O
e course. What did you think I meant
j. would have got over it, No woman
R with any spirit would have cared fO
S a man after that But It is such a re
y lief not TO care" And she laughed
Z little light-hearted girlish laugh.
eCarO. are you sure" His voice wa
II full OF entreaty. "Will You let M
teach you to care for meY
at would be useless"--the words Ia,
no sting; the voice was soft and low
perfectly useless. for | have discOy
cred new and unsupported territory il
= my being tonight Rob. you dea
20 stupid. don't you understands Sh
y slipped her fingers into his. Just as il
- the old childish days. 1--WE loved yoi
4 straight through, but you We're gon
u so long"
There was an ecstatic movement o
- the curtain. then silence; because M
~ derstanding Is enough when people ar
s. I'm love Chicago News.