The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1903-05-14
H0neycOmb
and Honey
BY F. H. LA NCASTER
Copyright, 1908, by Daily Story Pub. Coz


AS low and as true as mine,
And both of the vows, my darling,
Were made of the same moonshine.'
CINGING the words with careless
y energy, the girl flung open the
blinds of her study and found herself
facing the man who had moved into the
next house overnight.
''Shut up" he snarled, not expect
ing her to hear.
81 won't" she replied, hearing, and
finished her song. The words were
Henry Rightor's, but the tune, if such
1t might be called, was all her own.
For she sang because her heart was
light, and not because her voice was
good. Had it been the other way about
she would not have sung. As it was,
she worked her will with Rightor's
rhythm and did some damage toit.
The man in the next house frowned
fiercely Broken vows had been a sore
subject with him for a week-ever
since he had walked to the fact that his
name was on the wrong mans paper.
$4,000.
And both of the VOWS, my darling,
Were made of the same moonshine.'
Not at ALL he commented grimly,
zone of the vows was made of paper"
The girl, busting her study and maxi
ing ready for the days work, sang on
wilfully to the last verse:
"'But twas sweet in the old soft weather,
When Creole skies were blue,
To live and to laugh together
And love as we used to DO
And that knave of an agent had
vowed that the occupants of the next
house were quiet, studious. another
moonshine VOW But his frown had
lost its ferceness, and he looked after
the girl little wistfully as she went
away for breakfast.
"Well, l do know" the girl an
nounced as she peeled pomegranate,
81 do know our new neighbor is a
beast"
WHY So" they chorused, the man
and woman already at table.
Leaned from his window and told
me to shut up"
The man, tall, young and blond, took
the pomegranate from her hand and
peeled industriously.
"Were you singing?" he asked.
"You think that he was justified"
she demanded, laughing.
"Why, of course, he was not speak
ing to you, Miriam" her mother pro-
tested.
81 do not know who he was speak
ing to, then. At any rate, / had the
satisfaction of telling him L wouldn't
do it,
$50 you are on speaking terms al
ready, and your study blinds hit his
when they are open. predict trouble
The young man divided the pomegran-
lte and gravely appropriated one half
"Trouble for the beast? Right, un'
ess he learns better manners. Trouble
Cor you, unless you turn over the other
,alf.
He hesitated moment before trust
ng blindly to Mrs. MiXon's Ignorance
VI classical illusions.
"You remember what the king Of
,ades said to Persephine about tht
9omegranate?"
II remember what he said about The
oomegranate seed. Struck me as quite
King f-hades-like to require one tC
Town such dose. Imagine trying tt
plit one of these hard little things,
she added, refectively.
sch, I could do it," he assured her
nd by way of illustration, produced
his penltnife and split several seet
with neat deftness
every good" she commented care
iessly. and fell to discussing the lates
nine-day wonder with her mother
"What can have become of Charley
He has been due ten days"
"Mr Alton is going west to look TO
him explained her mother.
''Are you"
"Yes," said Mr.. Alton. He split an
other seed and pushed half of it acros
TO her. TRY biting that; it is not s.
hard"
Miriam obeyed absently and MUNICH
ed the cloven seed apparently forget
full of its significance. ''Have yo
heard anything about Charley?" sh
asked
"As to where he is?" Alton parried.
''Have you heard anything at all?
she insisted
Nothing of any consequence"
But Mrs. Nixon took up the theme
''If you have heard anything at all,
is our right to know"
Certainly" he assented.
"Don't be a beast" Miriam brok
out impatiently. Tell us just eXactl
what you have heard. We are not give
TO Mysteries"
But 1 don't know that what hav