The Fairmont West Virginian. (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1904-1914, 1904-12-31
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! ne are purTtns on he heartE, Inc
Iled 8ooScase, and the cushion
ggested comfort and
sfols the dainty Belongings
ere and there one would
al once that thesoWner
~ ne room Was as:gils even Il there:
had sesn lin young dgure seated.
tie open desk.
or MS IN hour me pen and the
cloeR time together then Grace
leaned back smiling happily at her
shados sci mirror above *
seet face she saw looking out
rom halo Of bright The eyes
we're brown and dreafpy the lips soft:
tstii curyfing upward in the mer5
rsess Of diTnple -
The only daughter IN a family of.
i've boys Grace Hawley had come.
perifGusly near being spoiled II she.
! had notsbegm life with one of the.
most unsalhsh dispositions in the.
world. ii would have been ruined be-
fore she was fifteen, f6rsthese adorins
Big bvothers We're eager to crafty
IIshtest wish
On egery sideJof her room was
something remind her Of their
lore Hal bad given her the set OF
shakespea<e bound in russell leather:
Percy fne cabinet that held her
The crossed fons were a
hdag present from Fred, who
-sarst taught herto use them The
wit ting desk came from Winthrop,
and the tiny Black Forest clock tick
above It was Arthur's latest gift
How glad shall be TO see them
once more she said happily, her
thoughts leaping forward to the fast
approaching holiday when the FIVE
would come trooping home again
The sflvery chime OF the clock
aroused her her revery, and she
tooEup her pen to finish writing the
cards. Why she exclaimed, check
ing OF the names on her list I've
wrifen them for everybody except
PhyHis and Pauline. III do them
right away, SO that can mail the
presents tonight. Phyllis comes first.
ef course, because she is my chun1,
8 sI2tet5 Silln1Ss5-<1Ies-u nearer IddA SouSIaS-
What shall I say?,'
The slender pen poised for mo-
ment above the card; at last it wrote
slowly: For my Sweet P. with
sIoge and the best of all good wishes
toEa Happy New Year Then she
added May the fair goddess Fortune
faHs deep IN love with thee; Prosper
stsy be thy page
Phyllis viii like that" she said
softly 1T wiz remind her OF the
day we read The Winters Tale to-
gether Now. Pauline, will write
yours,
yet she made no move to do So
SHE only sat with idle hands. thinking
Ecf the two girls. the one her cousin.
the other her dearest friend, yet 50
5ntterly unlike in every way. Phyllis
home was much Ike her own in its
comfort and luxury, but poor little
Pauiine's had nothing but the barest
Z necessities. Her father was dead.
and IL was only by the most careful!
management that her mother was
4 able to keep her in school. Friend
ship between the two had been made
fmpossible by Grace's fear thar her
little oyertures would seem like con-
descension, and by, PauIfne.s sturdy
Independence. Something OF this sort
: passed through Grace's mind as she
wrote slowly:
That the coming year may bring
you nothing bur happiness and good
fortune Is The wish OF GRACE
Pushing back the cards she opened
drawer In the lower part of her
desk and took from 1t leather case.
!! At a touch of the spring the cover
+ few back And there against the pur-
pie velvet lay a heart-shaped locket
set with a single glowing ruby and
hung from the slenderest OF golden
chains.
TT made a dreadful hole in my al
4 Slowance." Grace said TO herself. but
En- glad 1 bought It Phyllis VIII
IKE II better than anything else I
could have given her. Now, Pauline.
where did put your. handkerchiefs?.
After little search She produced
( another package, almost identical in
I, size and shape with the first This
box. however. held nothing but six
linen dkerchiefs with embroider-
initials Good, sensible articles
were; bat they made no pre-
4 tense To- dafntiness or beauty. No
ri ySodyEc could accuse them of friyolity