Gloucester County Democrat. (Woodbury, N.J.) 1878-1932, 1904-07-14

village, and Elizabeth saw that styme-
thing had happened.
My dear, there's no use in trying to
keep trouble from a cute woman like
you. The truth is that I've lost a pile !
of money I'm not quite sure about it
yet, but there is very little hope. We
won't be beggars, for I'll save about
$4,000 But we'll have to go home
and live quietly in some pretty little
town in New York state instead of hav-
ing a high old time But / may pick
1t up again, and there's no use kicking.
I'm awfully proud Of you, daddie,
said Elizabeth, with slight catch in
her voice. You're a hero even if you
weren't at San Juan
"Nell,'' said Hiram composedly, 81
guess an American can be as cool as
the next one"
''Haye you told any one in London?"
asked Elizabeth.
II told Lord Bromley at the club last
night, and he acted like trump. But
of all the seads,' as the English call
them, that I ever met those two good
ing round you for two months are the
worst. They happened to be near me,
and thought the only square thing
was for me to tell them all about it.
1t was like taking a trip to the north
pole. They froze me up completely,
and I came near knocking that con-
founded glass into Sir Aubrey's eye. 1
don't think you'll be troubled with Ell
Their of them, but if you ever recognize
their existence on this planet you're no
daughter of mine I was going out
when met that artist fellow, Mr..
Page, and he's white man, no mistake
about it. He seemed so glad to see me
that told him the whole business and
added a few remarks about Sir Aubrey
and the other blamed fool He just
got hold of my hand as if / were his
long lost uncle and said, Well, I'm aw-
fully sorry for your sake, Mr.. Thorne,
but it's a good thing to meet a man.
| Then he came to see me this morning
and asked me to give you a letter or
something from him. He said you'd
/ get it sooner if took care of it,
Lost fortune and vanishing lovers
were of small moment in comparison
with the dainty white parcel that Miss
Thorne carried down to the seashore,
while her father remained to break the
news to Mrs. Carr-Gordon. There was
a small sketch which Elizabeth did not
| regard, and there was q letter which
she opened wiSh great eagerness and
her best hatpint And this is what she
read:
My Dear Elizabeth-Your name has be-
come so familiar to my thoughts that I
have concluded to think aloud. You know
| perfectly well that / love you, for you
have been trying to keep me from telling
you so for the last six months You do
not know how much I love you, but /
shall try to tell you about that when
come down to Devonshire tomorrow.
have been rather a coward for not in
| truding this subject on your notice before,
| but you were so disgustingly rich that my
| virtues paled before the CLEAN of your
millions. I am no better than I was yes
| terday, but you are poorer and therefore
| all the dearer to me. Your father is a
| brick, and I hope he will come and live
with us in house made of the same ma
/ terial. I have a small fortune which my
| mother left me- and am paid pretty de-
Gently for my work, so that We shall be
able to keep our bicycles and have an oc-
casional dinner at Richmond. Very much
! and always yours,
WARREN BERESFORD PAGE.
"Of all -cheeks' gasped Eliza
beth. But she was troubled with in
somnia that night, and when Mr.. Page
found her near picturesque old rock
the following morning she found it
difficult to say much, because one is
obliged to open the lips to articulate
distinctly. When she was allowed the
use of all the organs Of speech her only
remark was:
My hat is all crooked. 1t seems to
me that you've taken things very much
for granted"
"The man who hesitates is lost What
did you think of my last sketch@' 1t