The Fulton County news. [volume] (McConnellsburg, Pa.) 1899-current, 1901-04-18

"SOmptimeS he lilllS III love Wltn MS
inferior"
Not really" declared Dent.
ayes. really. a shallow Drained,
heartless woman who is handsome
and sparkling, frequently wins the
admiration of an intelligent, good
man"
Admiration. yes" admitted Dent.
"That sort of woman might win adj
miration. but love, never. A good
mans heart will turn instinctively to
the right woman
Maybe you will have a chance to
prove that. You are supposed to he
intelligent, Dent, and some day you
will be a man."
''Some sweet day" laughed the col
legian of twenty. "And when meet
the divinity who is to shape my
course, Willie, you shall know her"
Five years later. as win Burgess sat
in his office, toying with note which
he had just received from his friend
that conversation on the college cam
pus drifted back TO him.
"Be ready at SIX" the note read. I'm
coming round for you. We're to dine
with friend of mine. and you will
meet Miss Wynne whom / spoke of the
other evening. You will be sure to
like her, VIII. She is above all others
of her sex adorable"
Dear old Dent!' said VIII, with a
smile. "Still sticks to his notion of
feminine perfection"
That evening, as he sat looking
across the table at Clarice vynne, his
thoughts echoed his friends words
"She is adorable" Indeed, she looked
So She was exquisitely dressed in
some soft pink stuff which set off her
rich complexion to advantage, and her
dark eyes shone lustrously as she
talked
She was q good talller, and she had
charming manner of listening that
drew one on, needless of everything
but the interest in her face. AS Dent
LenoX watched the color come and
go on ier soft cheek, and the smile
play around the sensitive mouth, he
thought he had never beheld a picture
so enhancing. He had not talked
with her long ere he We're telling her
his trials his hopes, and his ambi-
tions.
He was n rising young artist, with
his soul in his work. The few pic
lures which he had offered for sale
found purchasers. He was working
now at what he termed his master
piece, through which he hoped to make
his name. He had told this to no one.
not even VIII, but he told it now to
Narice Wynne-why, lie could not
have said. But he met with ready
sympathy of voice and eye which com
pletely won his heart.
Miss Wynne is charming" he COM
mented enthusiastically, as lie and
VIII walked home together. Il have
never met any one like her"
WIN smiled and held out his hand.
Success, old boy" he said. 1T is
easy to read between the lines
"Oh, yes!' agreed Dent, frankly.
But that is long way off. Miss
Wynne is wealthy. while T."
"Will be-" supplemented Will
Possibly" said Dent, ms his mind
reverted to the masterpiece"
Sure said VIII, conclusively. He
had perfect faith in his friends abili-
ty, and not without cause.
As the days swept by the master
piece grew under Dents loving fingers.
Next to his sweetheart he loved his
art. Sweetheart? Yes, she was that
now.
She was very dear to him. He had
told her so and she had listened. So
he spent his evenings with her. and his
days over his picture.
The subject was a face, beautiful,
sweet face with sensitive mouth,
and wonderful loving eyes that looked
into ones soul. Gazing Mt that face,
one thought of mother and wife, and
the Gentler, better feelings of the heart
seemed to leap forth in IA question that
found answer in the tender eyes. I'm
derneath was the one word, "Wom-
an
When the picture was exhibited,
people surged round il, critics praised
1t, and buyers were quick to send in
their bids. 1t was n success.
Il congratulate you, my dear fel
low," said VIII Burgess, as he leaned
over Dents shoulder and found hin
smilingly contemplating the result OF
the lale. mot so much because of the
banknotes-there will be plenty now
but because this proves that you have
talent which viii stick"
And best OF ALL" said Dent, softly
1t removes the last obstacle between
me and happiness"
YES" said WIN, comprehendingly
Two months later, Win received 1
wedding card with note from Den
enclosed, begging him to be his bes
man. He called ON his friend imme
uiately to accept the honor, and fount
nm in transport of Joy.
Il am the happiest fellow in III,
world" he cried, wringing wins
hand. ''She Is an angeiv'
"she is woman" answered VIII
with smile, "and human. Don't fo,
get that, dear boy, and fly too high"
you were always raven" laugbe,
Dent too happy to resent the warn
ing. but l have no fears"
The wedding was set for Wednes
day. On Monday morning. as Den
was settling the bill for his rooms