The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1900-07-24


A queer ripple came over Jacks face
as he smiled with the others That lit
tie melody was full of memories for
him. No matter how completely q
thing Of the past his love for Edith
might be, that tune always must bring
her to his mind.
There was nothing sentimental about
It. 1t was too frankly gay for that, but
it had nevertheless woven itself mex
tricably through all their courtship. 1t
began with their first quarrel, an as
sumption Of authority on his part, UNI
warrantabIe as he looked at it now,
and Haunting of pride on hers.
The next evening they had met in q
box at the theater and had avoided
each others eyes until the orchestra
struck up that air, which by its infec-
tious gayety had dispelled their Ill hui
NOR and caused them to look at one an
other and smile. After that they never
heard it that their eyes did not meet
with look Of understanding. 1t had
ended many quarrels for them.
when you can hear that air played
without meeting my eyes, shall know
that you no longer love me-" Jack once
had said to Edith half In jest
The melody In question, CHANGING to
strike the keynote of public favor, be-
came popular, and they heard it every
where Sometimes in pretty attempt
at defiance Edith resolutely would keep
her eyes averted and refuse to look at
her lover, but she never could carry
her willfulness to the end of the tune.
Always before the music stopped her
eyes would meet his gaze.
And this was what the orchestra was
playing now, and he and she were sit
ting only few feet apart, with their
love for each other quite dead. 1t was
an odd coincidence, Jack thought, smil-
ing. How had that old tune, which be
longed to a past summer, come to find
a place among the popular airs Of the
present one? There seemed to be some
invisible link that connected them-her
and him and that fanciful, silly jig.
Well, there would be no love message
flashed between them this time.
Jack told himself this with no emo
ton, and his calmness made him real
lie how completely thing Of the past
his love was. He glanced over to where
she sat The crowd had thinned out,
and he could see her plainly now.
If the music stirred memories in
Edith, the fact did not show in her
face. Her eyes were lowered, but her
lips smiled as she listened to what her
companion was saying.
Suddenly she raised her head and
met Jacks gaze Whether she had
seen him before he did not know, but
as she looked her smile faded, and for
few seconds the two regarded each
other steadily, gravely.
Then just as the music stopped some
| thing In the mans face brought the
| girls smile back again, not to her lips
), this time, but in her eyes, and Jack
| knew that she had not forgotten. He
knew, too, that his pretense at not car
ing had been farce and that he loved
her still.
1t was as a man in dream that he
! saw Edith rise and move toward the
exit, followed by her escort. Jack also
rose, and in the confusion, as crowd
filed the elevator, he managed to speak
| to her.
"When can see your? he asked.
Tomorrow" she answered without
| looking at him.
The elevator stopped, and they were
separated again, but as Jack lighted a
fresh cigar and went on his homeward
way life had a different look, and the
| clatter of horses feet as cabs darted
swiftly over the smooth asphalt beat
| time to glad refrain that echoed and
re-echoed in his heart, Tomorrow, to
morrow, tomorrow York Press