Democratic messenger. [volume] (Snow Hill, Md.) 1869-1973, 1904-10-01

is the right time" was the low re-
sponsc.
Holding both her hands in one vi his
own, he slipped to her siie and tipped
her head back against his shoulder.
His eyes sought hers i'll the gloom of
the carriage, glory:ng in the revela
tons brought 10y the passing lights.
The right time of all the world,
girl, of all the years that have been
for you and for me-the right time for
the seal of the promise for those that
are to come for u.s." he said with
quiet intensity. his lips closing on her
NnreSiSting ones.
After moment she Strengthened
herself with happy little laugh.
Il think we must be nearly there"
Yes. Wretchedly short drive Oh,
grille. grille, l am so proud OF you. so
glad. What will they think of us. to
be sure? l wasn't having bit of a
full that Bob insisted ON making me
best man"
why, but, dear!' 1t was a veri-
table gurgle of establishment You're
not dreaming of telling now? 1t
would never, never do. We've not
even been introduced! I'm to be here
several weeks, you know. and II must
come TO pass very gradually"
Il suppose so. bless your proper lit
tie heart. But isn't 1t wee bit more
unconventional TO have 1t happen thus
than that 1t should merely be known
Of! Anyway l promise to be the most
persistently lovelorn of any swain who
ever aspired to fair lady's hand. All.
here we are"
Fortunately the avenue was we'll
shaded just before the blaze of light
Mt the steps was reached.
Dickie greeted them-how he had
managed to pass them certain team
might have borne GREATNESS testimony
In an agony of cOntritiOn. his very
first blunder. He supposed. OF course.
they'd met Clarissa had come alone.
Madeleine had been Investigating and
wrenched from him the whole sad tale.
Clarissa wouldn't say word. They
swcetly forgave him and We're smiling
~ introduced.
During the ensuing hours of the re-
ception Harrington, ingenious to the
point of bluntness. found use for all his
skill rs dissembler. The auburn head
was an irresistible magnet, and his
telltale eyes followed where his feet
were forbidden to tread. Again and
again he dragged himself back to the
daffodil maid and his proper duty, to
find her always mysteriously smiling
ut him out of quizZical face. 1t was
hard that the first madly happy hours
Of ones life should be made to speed
so slowly, but ut last the bride and
groom were off in a shower of rice,
kisses and merry cries.
Then Quoth the maid Of the daffodils
to Dickie, do look mt Joe and Ethel"
There they stood on the top step. hand
in hand, placidly and absently waving
after the disappearing carriage with
their disengaged hands. The other two
members We're clasped.
1t was three interminable months be-
nounce farewell dinner to his bach
elor friends. When he reached the
club on the memorable night letter
awaited him bearing the familiar for
eign postmark of Mr.. and Mrs. Blake's
honeymooning nest. Over the sigma
ture of Madeleine Blake he read the
following:
BLESS you. my children. Nothing
could delight me more. especially when
It's my own particular little pie. ice
the woman hater. Joe the celibate!
Clarissa was already engaged. you
know SO made II willing martyr on the
altar of my schemes. And my Ethel
had to play instead of standing by my
side. where she belonged. II she had
Motif you'd thought you belonged to
her by custom, Joe. Joe-my beautiful
grille. instead of becoming the happy
Mrs. Harrington shortly. would have
shared the sad. sad fate of the daffodil
maid"
"And thus" observed Harrington,
with charitable grin. do some peo-
pie fiatter themselves"