The Savannah morning news. (Savannah, Ga.) 1900-current, 1904-11-20
MOzLEY'S
LEMON ELIXIR

| DlOck DeIOFe Sne cOulQ pun nerSelI TO-
| gether. 1t all seemed so queer. What
not let Tom-no, nor anyone-lead her
so blindly. And where?
| Tom, this isn't the way to the
| train is it?'
NO" he replied, smiling still, with
an amused, tender sort of smile
now. mo, it isn't, dear"
She drew back. Tom. .you-you're
SO queer. Have you wheels, too?"
| They had reached the second block
to the right. Three blocks and
half to your right" the old man had
said. Yes, he remembered the direc-
ton distinctly.
Where. ask. are we going?" ask
| ed Helen, with some spirit.
I'm glad you have that flower"
he said, quietly, ignoring her ques-
ton.
The girl was beginning to think the
escapade had deprived her companion
| of his reason. They were nearing the
| end of the second block.
II would have preferred white
roses" he went on, looking straight
ahead of fundamentally seeing around
the corner to the north.
Are you quite crazy, Tom9"
Almost"
well, before you reach your desti-
nation would you mind telling me
what 1t is?"
zone more block and half. this
| time to the right He stopped alb
ruptly and pulled out his watch. I'm
fastening the chain, he removed from
| it a plain, old-fashioned gold ring and
held 1t up.
Warm bushes were flooding Helen's
face What she had somehow antici-
| pated. Just for the tiniest section of a
1 minute on board the boat, was really
| taking place But-he had no right
| thus to impose upon her-thus 70 take
| advantage of an unavoidable situation.
| He had not even asked her-at least
| not on the boat-nor since.
TITS a little old. but 1t Will serve
the purpose 1t was mothers" He
| interrupted her mental soliloquy.
Somehow his tone, in speaking OF his
mother. softened her Indignation.
what are you talking abouty' she
asked. She could feign innocence
| even in the most obvious sort Of a sit
uation. ~,
"About this ring" he retorted. His
| own presumption astonished MN:
sTo-norrow will not do this time"
Something kept repeating the words
and their awful implication to him
| all the time. He had dallied too long
over the winning of Helen Worthing-
| ton. he would take no more chances.
II won't go another step" she an
| nounced. at the end OF the third block.
And she stood in the center of the
| board walk.
"Just half a block more to the
| right" he said, with the least suspic-
ion of pleading in his tone. He tried
| to be stern. but failed.
| "And then where?" She was NOV
ing on again with him. but with UNI
certain steps.
"Why. then a block and a half
north" he enlightened her. Don't
you remember dear, what he said?"
Helen's heart beat rapidly, won
derfully, joyously! This was the sort
| of a man she had always wanted TO
marry. Why had Tom never shown
| his real, strong, firm nature before ?
| She would have accepted him that
| first time--a year ago-had he been
| like this. But she would not yield
| yet.
What who said?" This with WELL
feigned Impotence.
| "The old boatman. Three blocks
and half to your right yes, that
| was it,"
| ooh"
Helen. shall we turn to the north7'
What for?"
Don't be so adorably dense. Don't
pretend, any longer, that you don't
know what / am doing-where we
are going. You are going with me
| to that parsons, and, with this ring
| I'll thee wed, and with all my world
| ly goods-including two tickets to
Princeton and the football game-I1l
| thee eDdow!"
"Oh Toni"
And then. when we are wed, we
| will go to said game and--Helen.
don't you love me enough for this p
She hesitated before the house on
which was the namepiate, REV. Jay
]. Blessing" Don't you, dear?'
"Ye-es." she replied slowly. II Just
wanted to stop and think how much
we will always have to be thankful for
on Thanksgiving Day"
And Tom Evans led the girl, the
chrysanthemum, the Princeton PEN
nant and all into the parsons presence.