Gloucester County Democrat. (Woodbury, N.J.) 1878-1932, 1904-04-21
she mad picked out for me whether

she mad picked out for me whether !
want 20 on not
'.Why, that's just the question on
which mother and | Differed Gladys
gasped. she and his mother arranged
it all years ago, it seems, and he's un-
manly enough to keep her to her word,
though he must know / hate him. You
wouldn't find girl doing 4 thing like
thati''
"WouIdn't you, thought This par
ticular young lady of whom speak il
Of so clingIng d disposition that, accord
ing to my mother, she will never know
happiness. unless i brace UP and WOO.
Why in thunder she should be in love
with a man she hasn't seen since she
was a child is more than can con-
ceivet' He padded angrily for mo-
ment Then once again his eyes met
hers, and they laughed
I'VE seem to be figuratiyely as well
as literally in the same boat, she re-
marked sThe thought makes me quite
fond of YOU
sAh. if could but believe you in
earnest!" he sighed, with exaggerate
gallantry
She darted him another look from
under her lashes.
Weren't you smoking when | called
to your she asked presently s'Why.
there's your pipe. Do let me fill it for
you. | love to fuss with pipes
tits all / need to complete my hap
piness, he assured her as he handed
her his pipe My pouch is in the left
Ahand pocket of my coat. Can you get
1t? It's right behind you there
: She leaned back and secured the thin
Serge coat, rummaged in his pocket and
brought forth a chamois pouch elabo-
A'ately embroidered with the initials
~. G." in crimson She looked at the
description for moment. then at its
owner.
He watched her as she pressed the
tobacco into the bowl with a delicate
thumb. There she said as she hand
ed it to him Lean over. and I'll light
it for YOU =
She shaded the sputtering match
with her hand and applied the flame to
the tobacco Her face was very near
his, and it was a face TO set a man
longing.
She settled herself once more among
the cushions. isn't this comfy?" she
sighed, with satisfaction. when / re-
member that walk from Digby in all
the dust, | can't realize it's me!''
Great Scott! Did you walk from
Digby?'
yes. You see, they wrote that a
certain person would meet me at Ora
hamsford, so I got out at Digby and
walked. Anything was better than a
four mile ride with-the person who
was coming to meet me. That's why
I'm here"
What coincidence!'' he exclaimed
las he knocked the ashes from his pipe.
TAT this moment / am supposed to be
thriving home from Grahamsford with
D young lady whom didn't want TO
meet. That's why I'm herer'
. She was busy watching the ripples
That followed the canoe
ut appears to me our mothers have
been fbbing," she said musingly.
BLESS their heartsr' he exclaimed
feryently. 81 forgive them, don't you?
Besides, / am just discovering that
your mother at least spoke the truth
And l mean to be obedient in all things
from this time forth forever more he
added boldly.
Amen" she said, with mock so
lemnity. But how self sacrifieingr'
Then, with look that set his heart
beating, well, will not be outdone in
filial devotion Her lashes. fIickered
against her reddening cheek. With one
stroke he beached the canoe among the
shadows of the trees.
An hour later Mrs Graham came to
meet them down the long avenue bor-
dered with oaks.
'.Nly dear chiidren.' she cried joyful
". IT see it is all right knew that
ride from the station would be just the
thing