The Camden chronicle. (Camden, Tenn.) 1890-current, 1905-02-10

The sensitive face under
HEo-I the big, rose-lined sunhat
aA I'LL was very white. Her lips
Qulvered little. The hands that held
the vagrant sheet trembled.
Il thought" said the girl to herself,
II hadn't begun to care-in that way.
was only becoming-attracted. But
the shock-the disillusion---"
When she had started out an hour
ago for her usual brisk morning walk
along the crisp, shelving sands, she
had been one of the most Indifferent,
light-hearted of girls. She was done
with college, and the two years of for
eign travel that had succeeded school
as a sort of polishing process She
had perfect health, and misty dreams
of all the yelled future held in its
keeping. She had esthetic tastes, and
her skill in athletic sports was the ad-
m1ration of her less vigorous girl
friends. She had been having a beau
tiful time down at this gay, unconven-
tional resort on the Michigan coast.
And now-well, temporarily it seemed
that her pleasure was spoiled.
And in her heart she knew that she
must have been beginning to think too
much of the man whose attentions to
her mad been 50 marked or else this
discovery would not so affect her. Sit
ting to rest and watch the white-crest-
ed waves come curling up to break on
the border of the lake like threads of
rarest lace, her attention had been
caught by a small, white, whirling OBJ
Ject~ that at first sight she had taken
for q bird. 1t has whisked lower and
nearer. Then it fioated so close she
could put out her hand and grasp il.
and she found it was a sheet of note
paper covered with diminutive chirog-
raphy. 1t was written on the station
cry of the fashionable hotel looming
up on the dunes behind her. At first
she had been about to crumple it up
and cast it aside. But in the very act
of doing SO a name-her own name
met her eye.
p Even then she hesitated. But the
three words were so significant she |
must know their writer's full meaning. |
The page was the continuation of |
letter. And the first three words at |
the top of the page We're "-love Ivy
Lyle! 1mpulsiyely, giving herself no
chance to weigh the niceties of honor
In the balance, she scanned the page.
@s-love Ivy Lyle. I've fought against
ft-for can't afford TO marry her, as
you know. But she has rather swept |
me off my feet, old chap! At first 1
was taken with her innocent beauty.
There was no one at this big 1ostelry
to compare with her for good looks
SO let myself drift. I thought she
was just a dear little country girl, and
hat it would be easy TO say senti-
mental farewell when the summer was
over. You know what these warm
weather fiirtations amount to. SO I've
been going to see her steadily and tax
ng her everywhere. We've gone dane
ng and swimming and boating and all
he rest of it. And-by Jove! for all
;he's mighty quiet, I've come to find
tut she's not the typical little country
,iri at all. She's well read and trav-
lied, though she seemed rather aghast
when she let that fact out. And she
ooks at fellow in a COOL apprising
sort of way that makes him feel pretty
.heap-if his spoken thoughts are not
luite up to her white standard. Butt
she's not really in the social swim.
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hard to pin her down to any conf
lence about herself. She lives with a
very dragon of an aunt at farm
house on the edge Of town. She wears
her cotton dresses and share hats in
4 way that takes the shine out of the
women up at the hotel, but I've never
seen her sport any of the swell clothes
they wear to the hops here. Oh, con-
found i'll What's the use of my moon
ing away to you at this rate? I've
got to go away and try to forget her
before it's too late.
"Damaris Chase and her father are
TO be here this week. they tell me.
And she's the girl the heads of both
our houses expect me to marry! She
may have the good taste to refuse me
and almost hope she will. She's
great heiress, and the consolidation of
the business interests would be capt.
tai thing; but, oh, hang me If | thought |
At would be so hard to get that little |
girls sweet face out of my heart.
must do the sensible thing, and go in |