Bryan morning eagle. [volume] (Bryan, Tex.) 1898-1909, 1902-02-09

perhaps-g lassesl Horrorsl Had II
really come 20 thati Well. she would
live In the old days. and pay no atten-
ton 10 externals.
when at last Lois announced that
Mr. Answorth was In the drawing
room. she swept to her mirror and sur
veyed the graceful figure reelected
there. Her gown of sea green fell In
Fhimmerlng folds Her hair was done
beautifully. aud some Of the yiolets
were clasped In the silver girdle nj her
waist. She could not fail TO be salts
fed.
This consciousness helped her 90
enter the drawing room with the per
feet self possession of "A woman of the
world With outstrctched hand she
greeted him as II they had parted but
yesterday,
Jack. How good 81 you TO come 20
see tue on my birthday 90 send
ne these lovely flowers" turning to n
center table where the yiolcts were
displayed
Jack Alnsworth gasped. Could this
elegant woman with her perfect hair
aud sllvery voice bc his old friendg
LILLIAN" he said. still graspng her
hand lis N really your
She smiled. and II was her old smile.
Eyes. Jack. II is /. You see, | am
going the way Of the world
"Nouscnsc! You are perfect he
cried vehemcntly.
She was no less charmed. There was
no evidence 81 beard or glasses. though
the boy had grown into the man-tall.
athletic, clean shaver. with strong Jaw
and deep voice. His honest gray eyes
Toasted on her beauty. She flushed.
Tell me what you have been doing
ell these years. jack she said finally.
"Oh. working hard-and following
your career"
Yes" she said. "you have done well
for yourself and | am proud OF you.
As for my career II has not amounted
60 much"
Lillian" AInsworth said. leaning
forward eagerly. do you know that
you have not written line have not
read. You ceased TO write 70 me, but
| did not forget. dear"
Miss Trcadwell had forgotten the
rain and the unfcellng publisher.
Tell me. Jack. what brings you 10
New York; she asked.
II have been elected vice president
OF the road and must live here" he re-
piled.
Then I suppose you will marry and
keep up an establishments with n
pretense OF llghtness.
II don't know" he said obviously.
There never was hut one girl Tor me,
and she-she has achieved fame. She
would not think OF giving up glory to
become the wife Of railroad man."
A feeling long dead woke In the wo-
man. But she might be willing. Jack.
II you asked her" she said almost
wistfully. "She might gladly give up
all her false glory TO Gnd real happi-
ness"
III thought that" said Alnsworth
breathlessly. "I'd ask her in a minute
She thought OF the novel. OF the hack
work. OF the loneliness OF her life
which this friend Of the past brought
sharply before her.
Jack" she said, "rye decided
She paused. then went on rapidly,
lingering the vlolcts IN her belt, Ito
give up literature Tor good"
I Alnswortb started forward. "Do you
really mean Il, LIllIan|
yes. do" she replied bravely.
but whyy' he inquired, doubling.
puzzled
She looked up at him, aud he read II
In her shining eyes,
lie lcapcd forward and folded her In
| his arms, crushing the violgts In his
eagerness. My darlingr was all he
/ could say In trembling tones.
As for Miss Trcadwcll, with that en-
brace came the realization that woman
was not made 90 live on mind alone.
Lois" she called. after little
bring mo the manuscript Of my
novel" She took II from the wonder
ing maid aud turned 20 Jack with d
radiant smile. Come" she cried gay
Iy-"comc to my study fire and help ms
make dust and ashes OF my literary
pretensions."