The Washington times., 1904-03-18

Between him and his successes came
always the memory of Wilhelmina. He
could not help wishing that he had not
osked her not to write to him.
1t was when he was playing host he
always missed Wilhelmina acutely.
When he dined alone. he had oftea
dropped her picture opposite. only to
catch it away guiltily when the servant
brought in the dishes.
Kedding was telling a story and max
ing every one laugh. Oliver had heard
Retid.ng tell the same story better. but
lie laughed heartily, as became the
lost
Then the waiter bent over him
Some one on the telephone. sir"
Oliver excused himself and went OUT
to -he telephone.
Yes" he said
This is Mr.. Ohver?'' asked the voice
at his ear.
Chver almost dropped the receiver.
aVVilhelmina." ne exclaimed
A little laugh confirmed him ''Ycu
aidn't know l was back?" she added
KNOW he echoed. Not word Of
il, When did you Gomez"
yesterday. Can you come up to-
night. after dinner2'
OHver calculated rapidly May 1
come later
yes. 1 shall expect you. Oh. Robert,
Dent 60 to Fifty-third Street, YOU
know. I'm at the Holland House; and.
Robert. be sure you ask for Lady Brom-
1e,--FS-r-o-m-l-e-y. What's that? on,
IN ten YOU everything when you come.
I'm so glad you're coming GoOd-by'
'Good-by."
oliver put up the receiver mechanic
olIv. I,ody Bromley, SO she had mar
rted a title He was stunned. He went
hack to the table. ard was more careini
than ever that everything should go
well. He made a great many foolish
nuns because he could not stop HIM
self. He talked even more foolshly 10
he girl beside him. They revived the
memories of their sweetheart days
aDo YOU remember she asked, as the
talk around them swept away and leit
them to each other-"do you remember
the night you and Reddi9g gave me a
dinner in your college room? Do you
remember the little liqueur glass you
gave me for a souvenir? l put three
violets from the bunch you had sent
me into the glass and sealed 1t up
broke the seal today. to see II any OK
the fragrance was left
oliver questioned her with his eyes
She met them for a moment with some
thing wistful in her glance, and minute
" sweet; she shook her head.
The fragrance was ell gone-quite'
quite gone. They were just ashes.
oliver still looked into her face. and
ne Alad stopped smiling. so you threw
them away" he finished gravely-
She toyed a moment with her coffee
sroo7, mo" she said; II couldn't quite
bear to. / suppose l shall tomorrow
though" she added with Il little visible
effort. She laughed. 4 haven't treas
ured many memories.
a spell was upon oliver. The pain at
his heart made him reach out for sent
ment and tenderness
Don't throw them away" he said
irnnulslvely. THE spirit that sent them
is stgI there. though they have wlther-
ed"
4 few rose leaves fioated in the faint
" scented finger bowls that had been
set before them. The candles shed a soft
glow through their opal shades. The
low music of a violin and guitar stole
in from the room beyond. She was
looking down. and her long iashes swept
her cheeks. When she looked up sud-
denly her eyes always made Oliver think
of the fash of light in a gulls wins.
She looked up suddenly now.
Are you sure?" she said.
oliver found his heart beating as IL
had done when he was a very yOuns
and foolish lover. II am sure" he said.
He did not weigh or consider his
words after that he thought of moth
ing but how he would ki9s her. in the
carriage. when he took her home.
At Il he stood quivering on the steps
OF the Holland House. calling himself