The Prince George's enquirer and southern Maryland advertiser. (Upper Marlborough, Md.) 1882-1925, 1900-07-13

"Wnat's the natter" | asked.
felt gool-naturcd enough to talk to any
one and suddenly V conceived 4 great in
terrst in Baxter. He could tell me
who she w,.s-pcrhaps he the means
in time of my meeting her.
Did you see that girl | bowed to
Just now?' said he.
THE one in gray? Yes, I noticed
her"
"Well, that's she. She's the one
"What one? Whom are you talk
ing about?' | was at loss to ac
count for his tone Of gloomy em?ha-
sis.
The girl was telling you about
Bunny we should have met her just as
| finished. Well you can see for your
self that she is pretty
looked at Jim Baxter in absolute
amaZemcEt.
"When did you tell me this history
yoa are alluding to-" spoke calmly
but | was aeitatcd. There was some
thing the matter with one of us and
the effect of my question on Jim
showed that there was no question in
his mind as to which of us it was.
"When did tell you. For heav-
ems sake, Ray, do you mean to tell me
that you have not heard what I've been
saying for the last mile? You had
better consult a specialist if you are
subject to such attacks of mental alb
erration'
II did not hear a word," | said,
humbly. ''To tell the truth, was
thinking so hard ON a certain subject
that my mind was incapable of taking
in ANYTHING else Tell me again, and
| swear y)u'.i nave my un livilcl "a
tention."
"Thanks, but won't trouble you.
That is not the sort of story man
cares about dwelling on you know. And
come to think of it, it is better that
no one should know about the business
any way"
In vain | assured him OF my inte.-
est in his affairs, of my desire and abil-
ity to help him if he needed help, he
would tell me nothing. What an I'M
nitigated fool had been! had miss
ed Il chance to learn all about her and
| NIL, never get another
AT least, tell me her name said
finally in desperation.
sMiss Norwood-ELhrl Norwood"
Why do you want to know her name
| Oh, NOTHING" | said inlitlrrently.
II suppose she .o, $ down Town to NEE.
somebody. doesn't She
YES"
"ITer brother, SUPPOSE"
"Hlsn't any brother"
[ had gone two far to back out
"Who docs she 90 to meet them
"Shc goes to walk home with her
sister. who studies at the Art Insti-
tute. And now | should like very
much to know if Miss Norwood has
aroused your interest merely through
her being an acquaintance of mine.
That conclusion is tlattcrng, but doubt
| full
To walk home with her sister! In
a sadden burst of joyful confidence I
told Jim what had been going on in
side of me for the last month | used
cxtravagant language TO describe my
state of mind; colorcd every trivial
incident to produce the rose colorcd
effect of romance.
We had reached Goth street, and
stopped on the corner where our ways
divided. | looked at Baxter, and saw
that he was amaZIl as | had been
few moments before.
'''rhat's why wanted to hear your
story, and also why | didn't hear it
because I've lost the little head
ever had over your Miss Norwood.'
An So its yJu!" exca n 1t Jim.
Well, | ncvcrn'
you seem to enjoy being mysteri
ous," | replied, annoyed at another
such remark from him. rs that con-
nccted with a story which I'm not to
he allowed to hear. Is what I?''
Ill walk along with you. | sup
pose you ought to know" We turned
into Goth street What | told YOU
is simply this: Ethel Norwood is the
most ungratcful girl in the world.
We've always known each other, went
to school together in the beginning,
and all that. never cared for any
other girl. Well, last summer she
! told me that she was engaged to Tom
Camp. Know him! He lives in Bos-
ton, and visited some people here last
spring. lfthcrc ever was a villain in
these common place times, he was one.
| told Ethel so, and she dared me
prove it. was in college with him,
and | proved something about him
even to his satisfaction. She broke
her engagement, and told me she new
er could be grateful enough to me.
She confined to treat me as though |
were the one thing necessary to her
happiness, until | became convinced