The Democratic advocate. [volume] (Westminster, Md.) 1865-1972, 1904-12-24

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''Then you admit it all, Polly?i
II admit nothing-give me my fan, Please
except that | am worldling. Oh. know
it, reireating before his joyous accent. But
| can't do without the carriage and servants
and dinners and dances. All the love in the
world won't buy season tickets to this place
"Beastly place, anyway!,
.sWon'I buy gowns-like this-a fan like
that
''But you have the fan already"
''Never to have another! Oh, really it is
quite absurd. our losing the music sol
"No. Ifyou said what believe is in your
heart it would be infinitely sweet music TO me.
| 1t ought to be as sweet to you to hear me say
love you-'
For a moment Il passionate glow suffused
Poly's great gray eyes, lifted to meet his own;
| the swift glow of tender smile swept over
her face. ooh. it isn't fair she said, with
this heavenly love-music going on!'
at might be heavenly love music all our
livesr'
at could not be Romeo and Juliet very
often. And ! really must go back don't
| know what mamma will say!' And she be-
gan to move forward so rapidly that pertorce
he had TO join her.
"We can't go down now he said, Sin the
middle of the scene, unless we want the house
to rise at us. Ion will have 10 be patient
| with mr few moments more. l am not
patient with you when you confess that the
ideal is so unmportant to you, the material so
all in all, that you prefer money TO love-
'Not money, said Pauline, lifting her head
| quickly, ''but the pleasure that money brings. "
at is spoken said Don. Remember"
he added. presently, THAT money has wings.
$50 has love. There is a song" And
she hummed, in selfsupporting bravado.
Glove plumes his wings to fly away" And
then she began to grow red and redder under
his eyes and their look, halfpasson. half con-
tempt; and in another momenr-who knows?
| she held out her hand
''There it is, said Dom 81 think we may
venture" And he went hurredy down with
her, the cramped sitters meeting them on the
way "Mrs. Templeton," he said, leaning
over, "we have been hearing the music further
out Not quite up to Faust, hut very sweet.
You have no idea how sound goes over the
head in this part of The house. Won't you
come and try it Yourself? These seats are
torture. chambers! And it's my last chance
| am of, you know, to Honolulu tomorrow"
And Mrs. Tempeon rose with much commo-
th hat onl1 clara nf
recognition: and when he brought her down
the aisle again Mr.. GOldmarck gave her back
her seat on the other side of Polly. 1t was
just then that Mrs. Arlington's voice rose over
the turning of the fiddles: ''Yes, it's pity;
she is so charming, and Don is tremendously
epris; and any one can see she is in love; and
neither of them worth apenny! But Elise
And as the Gddles began to scrape again Polly
was struck with wild wonder if Don Hollis
ster could have been acting part with her
ont there in the foyer, and if, after ALL it
might be Elise
That was all two years ago. Her STEP
mother had taken her over seas that spring,
and there had been gay career ut a foreign
court, more than one impecunious prince in
quiring about her dot, and Withdrawing when
told that she had only her step-mother's good
will. And she had come home to learn that
Don Hollister had made lucky deal in sugar,
| and another in P. d. Q. bonds, and none
knew how many more in State loans, in tele-
phone, in real estate-caught in current of
luck. in fact. for he could write his name to
six cphers; and not the least spoiled-same
| old Don-tirst to put his hand in his pocket,
hardest rider TO hounds. And had she heard
it was Tom Perkins talking-that Gold
marck had gone all TO flinders? And was she
bid to the house warming? Don had an old
house-miseriy dead and gone uncle 's-but
an elephant on his hands--the house, not the
uncle. Some old grandfather bought an
abandoned fort of the government down the
coast, and had built dweling-house on the
front, and used the rest for warehouses in his
West India trade, and others had built on ga
bles and wings. And now Don had ii restor-
ed; everything the best of the best old colo
nial-days OF considerable splendor, yon know;
stables full of thorough breds, kennels full of
hounds, old drawing rooms tapestried and
damasked. old Copleys and Smiberts, buffets
of old china, wroughtiron and brass, every
thing down to apostle teaspoons. and up to the
scale of a princes living and no mistake
| Quite a change for Don.
YES, Polly said, her mother had an invi
tation for her. bnt she had half promised 10 be
maid of honor at Nancy Ounces wedding in
| Rhode Island, and she rather thought
"Of course you will go, Polly" puffed her
step. mother. "There is no rather think about
it. Ihave written Mr.. Hollster so. He ought
to have asked me too. But Elise Bonney
makes = good chaperon. very suitable
marriage hers. hear" said Mrs. Templeton.
"Well yes; some thoIght so, said Tom.
And here she was, on the nigh seat OF the
sleigh, beside Don Hollisler; and the whote-
thing had flashed over her before he had
brought his horses down to earth, and they
were sweeping along over the crisp snow, the
wind rushing by them, the sunset dying out in
red, the twilight coming in purple, here a
half guessed star. and showers of bell tones
all about. well" said Don at last. turning
to look at her. isn't this fine? Isn't this bet
ter than that close car? Isn't this sweeping
along on the tail of a comet-a cold comet -?
Why, Polly, is this you?
He hadn't known her. then He had for
gotten how she looked in these two years! He
hadn't supposed she would come! Why had
she? What fool-what fool she had been
TO come, II was so busy with the horses"
he explained. 1.-The wheeler is full ofthis fool
weather. don't know what difference Christ
mas weather makes to them. But it seems
to make some You know. there's tradition
that the beasts in the stalls fall on their knees
at the first cock crow in the Christmas night.
You are shivering. Not half enough wraps,
coming out of that steaming Pullman-queer
name, pulling so many. wonder was Adam
Forepaugh real name. There was the Rev
erend Mr.. Scripture, you know, and DR..
Pbysic. Here!-I knew there were some
things somewhere-let me tasten it, We will |
take the shortcut, of the bay road" And |
Il. L . ,,,, falling AGAINST time in a |