Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1904-07-06
AS REVIEWED
BY THE EDITOR
.conrrIeht. lsoa. by I. G. 60


- he threw away the stump OF his
aTtor luncheon cigar with gesture OF
.,oased relaxation. lie haa walked
,sroueh the park ON bis way TO the
.ace II was a little three cornered
sGair that seemed tiny oasis of re-
,,.sbment where the two busy streets
..at He had often come that way,
s,,t had never noticed those sweet
s,,olllpg bushes befoce. 1t had been
I've wears since he had sipeiled a
doc like that. Chandler didn't real
,ro Il. but for the tine being the fra
--,nce Of IL fingered IN his nostrils
en5 nerformed curious feats with his
memory.
He glanced at the bundle Of manu-
.-tnts that had been put on his desk
,nst before he left the Office. One bad
t.Ilep directly in the center OF the
assk son swhat separated from the
otbers 1t seemed TO challenge his i'm.
vealate supervision, and its soiled,
r,,my aspect tIckled his fancy.
Unless my editorial eyes deceive
ma you have Travelled much. little
raw black missive." he laughed, TAX.
Ipg n up gingcriy.
The usually stern. busisesslike Chan
Her was experiencing tender hearted
hour Nevertheless his editorial soul
eroaned when he saw the title. The
rn,ucky Birthday Stone was too
x,,eh for him even IN his NEST merci-
fol mood
He saw little Jingle about the Feb
mary horn. Now. 1t happened that
The editor had carried a little anne.
thyst ring in his pocket for ten years.
II was a childish little ring. with the
inscription Marion. 1893" and. though
he did not often remember that It was
there, be thought OF II as he sat gazing
at that silly manuscript. There had
been months, esen, whom hs had for
gotten the existence of that ring. He
had kept It, he didn't know why. but
always when he had thrown away the
useless triiles that accumulate he had
isand room TO keep that
He had known enc February girl.
and be determined TO please this other
child Il he could. or course II was
a child No one but an audacious in
noeeni would send In a manuscript
with such title. lie could easily &c.
cept 1t. send her small check out OF
his own pocket to buy bangle with.
then make waste paper out OF the poor
child's literary effort
The FIRST paragraph mentioned a
hammock under q mulberry tree. IL
was queer. he thought, that she Sc
Iected mulberry tree, and
by George" editors mercy WINS
seg transformed into curiosity she
says there wns one Of taoss hedges
sseween the hammock End the house
FINALLY the sheets Of paper dropped
IA the desk, and he sat thinking with
/ puzzled. awed expression.
To think that | should find 1t out
ike this-ten years afterwardv' He
nepped the cold perspiration from his
brow The EDITORS memory was doing
soanc lively work now.
SO she saw me that night just
s+en that fool of blond widow put
her head on my shoulder and l didn't
have courage TO push Il OF"
He pounded the desk In way that
should have given the blond widow
Jas OF her very absence
And Marion left next morning
without seeing me. left me that let
ter. and went TO her brother out west"
He looked Mt the address given for
the return Of the manuscript II was
a small town in the adjoining state,
The name of the writer was either a
nom de plume or some one that knew
Mhrion's story.
Next day there was an acting editor
In Chandler's place and Chandler him
self was on the southbound train.
He stood waiting for her after the
servant had taken his card. his heart
humping Ike frightened schoofboy's
at his impulslve step.
Would ii be Marion, and II Marion
somehow the idea that she might be
married had not come to him before.
The door opened, and tall, slender
woman came toward him. Ii was she.
but paler than he had ever seen her.
so glad, Robert" she took his hand
with shy impulsiyeness, and he re
membered with joy her old habit of
gasping her words In short sentences
when unduly excited.
rs II Marion--stilI?' he asked, hold.
ing both her hands fast and gazing
asklously into her gray eyes.
She knew what he meant and smiled
iasntiy. II is Marion-still." she re-
piled.
never knew until yesterday why
you LETT" putting the manuscript in
Der hand. Hes face flushed.
How did you get ity' she finally
asked, with an increased shortnes. OF
breeth.
u have recently become editor Of
sAe magazine You sent 1t tor
she had evidently lost her self nos
session completely. and answered In
Az agony OF embarrassment.
have been writing for Eve years