The Evening statesman. [volume] (Walla Walla, Wash.) 1903-1910, 1905-05-19

Ileant 50 well. And then" with y
that would CULVER, II get chanoo
60 to dance SO seldom!'
The long, hot, golden day lao.
by. Never had the giving of m"' s
lessons seemed so tedious nor had
pupils ever appeared so tires,
Coming home just as the relentless
was dropping down the west, the ~
frightened with wan pleasure at sss.
the little old gray cottage she c,I.s
ome. In the house she knew wo1's
De balm-the balm Of sympathy
rest, Of love.
IN have a bath and fresh gown.
she told herself, land get out her.
the silence and the sweetness and 49,.
until forget there are gay nso',
dancing the night away-and | ~.
one of them"
Not for worlds would she have .,
mitted even to her own heart tho, :
was less the social exhilaration s,'
missed than the wee. hidden hone ss
had harbOred Of seeing once mors
we'll remembered dark head, of ,oo,
ing the warm clasp Of a strong a,m
hand and Of meeting the half tenda.
half Quizzical glance of expressive Mn,
eyes.
She was very resolute in reading N.
tiny volume Of Tennyson she h.t
brought when after supper she cam
out into the fragrant solitude. IA.
gown was Of simple lawn that trajla,
about her feet in sweep as of broken
waves. Her arms shOne pearl fsi,
through its transparency.
The afterglow faded. Shadow,
crept stealthily up the garden wavs
1t was not possible to read longer
Anyhow she had hardly been award
of that which she was reading Now
the guests were gathering at be,
uncle's imposing home. Lights wen
blazing and the gay music from til
city resounding. And now she close
her eyes, drifting away into REVERE
varihued, melOdiOus, Kaleidoscope 50
absorbing that she did not notice the
stopping of carriage at the gate nor
the heavy footstep muffled by the thick
grass.
81 wonder if kiss would waken
her," meditated QuizZical voice.
SSI',,, ho 70, fnI
the flooding light of the warm, young
midsummer moon full ON her face.
Gordon she murmured.
Older, heavier, manlier than the
young fellow who had gone away, there
was still the admiration in his eager
eyes, the smile Of tenderness about the
square cut lips.
You're nice girl" he cried holding
her cold, slight hands in his warm,
heavy pressure, never to come to a
party given in the honor of your old
friend! 1 looked for you everywhere
Your uncle said you had promised him
you would come. So he sent me to
bring you, or, rather" he laughed, Il
asked him if l might not come for you.
COme-LesSiew
It was the old childish name that no
one else had called her
But can't, GordOn" She was blush
ing like a rose. Not in this old gown
He glanced over her critically in be
wilderment. =
isn't that the-the right thing? It's
just-stunning. You look like an I'm
dine-a silver birch incarnated! AL
pale green and white-except for a
crown of gold" And this audaciOus
young man stopped to touch the shin
ing cOronet with reverent lips.
''Lessie, you must know why I've
come back" His voice dropped to q
coaxing cadence. 1--WE come-fOr you
Dear, have l startled you? Well. come
up to the dance, and I'll promise to be
dumb until the last waltz"
I'm a dress that cost a quarter .
yard-and that ] made myself?' ,sh
Queried, her voice tremulous with ex
element.
Come for your uncle's saker' be
begged. Every one here in Linden
vile knows you. 1t will be great fun
And then, LESSEE, come for my sake"
1t was great fun. The verdict that
the girl in the sea green gown, with
cheeks like wild roses, was the belle Of
the ball was practically unanimous
Only Hortense and her mother e1.
changed glance Of dark and signif-
cant disappointment when Bruce Fer
guson, smiling indulgently If obtusely
whispered: "Cophetua up to date! Not
such bad match for a little music
teacherv'