The county record. [volume] (Kingstree, S.C.) 1885-1975, 1902-06-12
CHAPTER Y.
(Continued.)

old cities. When the two years have
passed 1 think we will all be rather
glad to see the old home"
There's no place like home,"
hummed Beatrice, lightly. Even
among the pleasures and palaces of
Paris, Corienne."
"And as the Etruria sails in two
weeks, let US 90 in her." said Frances,
''if We can set ready"
"Of course we can get ready said
Cora, gayly, delighted at the prospect
of q winter in the gay French city.
81 would be ready to start tomorrow
if 1 could"
"And mourn for the remainder Of
the time because of the dresses you
had forgotten" said Beatrice, con-
temptuously, "and your perfumes and
laces."
You forget that there must be time
for Sleep" retorted Cora, not to be
ruffled by their badinage, her heart
too gay. I'D have to sleep sometimes,
saucy May Bee, for even June roses
need sleep the entire winter to be
sweet in spring"
Even if the rosc by any other name
would smell as sweet" echoed Greg
ory Bensonhurst, regarding them quiz
zically in the doorway. Il beg your
pardon, Mrs. Field, but your footman
told me that should find you here,
and / had no intention of eavesdrop-
ping. And here's Dillingham;, too, If
it is early for calling! Mayn't we
please come right in here-you look so
homeliie! And why, if l may inquire,
was Miss Cora putting the roses to
sleep as We came in:'
80 you are going away" he said,
by and by, when he ard Dillingham;
were made to understand out of
babel OF chatter and bewildering eyes
and pretty morning gowns. And for
two years? What n programme yeu
have laid out. Enough to make 4
have-to-stay-at-hom fellow like me
green with envy. 1t is delightful Of
course-for you-but we will sadly
miss you.'
elusive speech, but it was perhaps only
chance that his eyes should rest es-
pecially upon Beatrice in uttering the
last words Of regret; and it was, OF
course, but chance that Beatrice's
bright face should grow roster and
sbyer under his eyes.
''Oh, but then you know it is only
for two years, Mr.. Bensonhurst-I
could wish it We're ten," cried Cora.
vivaciously. Il wish l might live in
Paris forever-I love it sou
ut suits you, Miss Field" said Har-
~ Dillingham;, smiling. 1T is an ap-
propriate setting for 4 jewel. /, too,
am fond Of Paris, but in the long run
give me old New York"
YES" said Frances, frightening in
to new beauty from her reserve. Il
am too patriotic 10 love Paris or Tus-::
cany. or anywhere better than Ameri-,
ca. But" her voice was more quiet
now, for all eyes were upon her, and
Frances seldom showed her real self
to many, ''if there is any place across
the ocean almost as near my heart as
home, it is Scotland with her lakes and
hills and warm hearts. The clans, you
know, sound so strong and friendly.
shall insist upon going there, man.
ma, If l have any choice"
"Of course you will have choice,
Miss Frances" said Dillingham;, with
comical earnestness. ut is only fel-
lows like Bensonhurst and who have
no choice! One might find it in ones
heart to wish there were no choice
but for you to remain at home, if it
were not too unkind! One should wish
ones friends bon voyage, and not re-
grets"
'And you are glad to go as we'll as
they" said Gregory Bensonhurst,
standing apart from the others with
Beatrice. at one Of the long windows,
where the lace draperies fell between
them and the outer room, the inner
curtains Of .ellow silk q vivid back
ground for the girls face with its elo-
Quent lifted hazel eyes. "It will be
pleasant for you, Miss Beatrice. Only"
his voice was very winning. "you are
not to forget old friends Tor new.
Promise me thatr'
4 "a promise easily given and easily
hept, Mr.. Bensonhurst," she answered,
lightly. He should not be allowed to
guess that she cared more than the
others. Zone never forgets old faces
If they are faces Of friends. Ones
memory Should be q pleasant store
house Of good things to fall back upon
when there Is need. Who said that2
qo. L.