The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1905-07-26
When the Light
Broke In
? Copyright, 1906. by Virginia l.. Wentz Z
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By Virginia Leila Wentz

| ping hUOul Inc ldWu, ana tne CrND
apple trees We're Il splash of pink in
the orchard beyond The narrow beds
that bordered the paths in Mrs Orms-
| by's garden We're gay with tulips and
| jonquils. and from the leafiess branches
of the wistaria vine hung delicate pur-
plish clusters of blossoms \ flock of
brown sparrows twittcred in the cherry
trees II catbird was In the hedge over
| yonder, and already the wrenS were
building in the caves of the summer
| house.
Somehow the smell of the sweet
| spring air seemed to have awakened
something In Mrs. Ormsby's caller. II
girl of six and twenty, as she sat on II
rustic chair under the fast sivcring
naples. II was 8 O'clock, and because
the day WAS So perfect they We're hay
ing tea served In the garden
But. Constance, If do not love him
how can | marry him." the girl cried
| impulslvely.
Mrs. Ormsby waited for her maid TO
deposit Il plate of thin bread and but
ter. some cream, sliced lemons and
sugar on the little rustic table before
| she answered.
do you remember. Glare. when we
We're ut Mime Martins school dear
me. it's eight years ago an old sooth-
sayer foretold that you'd marry mil
| lionalre? Now, here's Mr.. Stanley
Hughes. who can give you houses,
| yachts. automobiles, and who, In the
bargain, adores You. Why, To be sure.
Glare, you must marry him. He's II
good man, and love Will come later"
The girl made no reply She was
looking dreamily Mt the robins and the
pink orchard beyond. II mist i'll her
lovely eyes.
cor COURSE" continued Mrs Ormsby
thoughtfully az she drew the ten, Il
couldn't have married without love my
self, but You see. my dear, Chester
and are SO old fashioned anyhow"
AT the mention of the mans name II
quick wave of color surged over the
girls face and neck and brow In the
sunlight which came aslant from the
west the gold of Mrs Ormsby's wed
ding ring seintlllated strangely. With
Il distinct effort Glare Withdrew her
gaze from It's flashing.
No" she said, pulling herself to-
gethcr, mot lemon, Catherine Cream.
please
ITO know what love Is Is miracle,
though, after nll." pursued Mrs. Orms-
by softly AS she poured the cream.
why, l was just silly girl before
met Chester. Ihen-lfe became glori-
fed It became real"
The catb!rd had flown TO the cherry
trees and had burst out into passion
ate bubble of song. Clare's eyes sud
denly brimmed with tears Was It the
birds song or the springs beauty or
her friends voice?
Look here, dear" said her hostess
impulsivcly. Il don't want TO force
your confidence, but I'm sure of one
thing there's been some heart affair
In your life that's hurt deep and left
you cynical Tell me about It. Let's
see If we can't straighten II out. Oh
Glare, pride Is well enough one can
have q certain amount of II and be
| none the worse for but IT'S deadly To
make n pet of it."
but there's such n thing as righteous
| pride" flashed Glare. She bent her
head and adjusted the emerald fleur-de-
liz at her dainty waist; then, rising she
held out both hands to Mrs Ormsby
and laughed. 1t was her habltual
light. pretty hugh.
~ ia,
You know | told you could only stay
half hour. But first | want you TO
| promise to forget that | came perilous-
ly near being sentimental and old fash
Toned, forget that | seemed bit sad
Why, I'm quite happy, on the contra
ry! I'm going to marry Mr.. Stanley
Hughes. My wedding II be smart af-
fair; my gown'll be n vertable dream,
| and my husband III be one of the most
desirable gentlemen of the season
Humph! Why shouldn't | be happyf
Don't 90 just yet" pleaded Mrs.
Ormsby, not needing the badinage, but
looking straight into the girls eyes
"Chester's train Is due now, and he'll
be here any moment. | want you to
meet him.
Suddenly, even with the words of her
friend, an Impulse took possession OF
| Clare. She deliberately seated herself
| again.
Catherine" she said whimsically,
my moods changed. I'll stay, and I'll
give you a little of my confidence, II
you care. | did love some one once,
but-ho'a TnurripI nntv II Nvau Gonna.
thing like this: Imagine Il girl who
knew scarcely anything OF the world
of men or OF the things men do to be
engaged toto man whose name
spelled Paradise to her with n capital
L. Imagine Il friend Of that man and
of the girl passing n lot of his time
with them both. Indeed, he CHANGED to
be such stanch friend to the girl that
he refused to permit her to marry n
man not worthy Of her, though the man
had been his bosom pal''- If that cat
bird would only stop singing! II made
her want to cry.
"Well." continued Clare, 'he proved
certain things to the girl. and she wrote
to the man she loved better than life
and told him that really she did not
care for him at all that it had all been
4 mistake. 1t saved her pride, but 1t
froZe her heart Catherine"
poor, dear Clare" answered Mrs.
Ormsby, touching the lace on the girls
Hlmy sleeve In gentle, sympathetic
fashion "hnd the man what did he
say to the notef"
"Never answered it," contemptuous-
ly. 'In fact, the girl never heard from
him TIL she got his wedding cards.
You see-why. don't, Catherlne-not for
me-" as Mrs. Ormsby brushed tear
from her eye. "Was | talking like a
tragedy queen?"
The maid came down the garden
walk bearing salver with card on
1t. Mrs. Ormsby glanced at the paste
board.
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