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

but I'm sorry for those poor devils of
kings who have to wed for reasons Of
state. feel disgustingly like one Of
them. I'm sleepy. Good night-rlI
finish this in the morning. Ten to enc
| dream of Ivy Lyle"
| 1t needed no signature. The writer
was easily recognized. She crumpled
the paper tightly in her hand and
thrust it into the blouse of her gown
as a rapid, heavy step came crouchlng
down the beach. That step had be-
come too pleasantly familiar. Could
he have known the sheet had been
whisked out of his room? Had he
seen it blown down to the beach?
Good morning, Miss Lyle" He
flung himself down beside her. His
handsome, boyish face looked strained
and set, as though insomnia had
claimed him. You're out early. Will
you so rowing with me to-day up to
Clear Springs"
Ell can'tv she faltered.
"And won't you come up Black
River to-day" entreatingly, almost
tenderly. ut may be the last timer
He was planning planning. oh,
that cruel, cruel letter! But-the last
time, he had said.
She flung up her head and smiled at
him. Eyes, l will gov' she said.
They were very gay that afternoon,
almost recklessly so. They had lunch
con at the inn near the springs, and
foated back between the wooded
banks just as the day was closing.
When they came to parting at the
clump Of lilac bushes in the lane that
led to the farmhouse Jack Ardsley
leaned forward and looked into her
eyes.
Dear" he said, II love you! love
you, and l can't let you go out of my
life-ever? You don't know much of
me, Ivy, but--will you be my wife,"
What" she faltered, what about
Damaris Chaser"
He took her shaking hands and held
them fast.
"Who in the world has been telling
you of her? I've never seen her, but
our fathers have vast interests in COM
mon, and have been anxious to arrange
a match. l don't say I didn't think of
being complaisant. Darling, some
time may get up courage to tell you
how near | came to being a paltry
coward-how desperately 1 tried to
make myself think 1 could do without
you. But l cannot, and that's all there
is to it. If you can endure being poor
with me for few years I'll work so
hard at my profession to give you
everything that shall be sure to win"
She had not been mistaken in let
ing herself love him, then. For she
did love him-she did. And she had
known it all the while She lifted her
shy, flushed face.
Il will be good wife to you, DEAR"
she promised. And he kissed her on
the lips.
That night when he sought her at the
dance at the inn he stood amazed. |
That lovely lady in the snowy, SHIN
mering gown his demure little country
lassie! How superbly she carried her.
self. And those diamonds around her
white throat were worth a fortune.
She smiled up at his amazed counten-
lnce.
Aunt Agatha and do not wish to
)e bothered with attentions" she
$50 we've been living in
.ognito. expected my father tonight
ind dressed to do him, and you,"
'wcetly, what honor l could. You
will pardon me-" as she signed for
10Y who had brought her a telegram,
md broke the seal Of the message.
Detained" she read. "Will be with
'ou tomorrow"
She handed ArdsIey the yellow slip.
t was signed Jasper e. Chase" and
was addressed to Miss Damaris
Jhasew
THAT" she said, sis my NAME"
"IvyI" he gasped.
'Damaris Ivy Lyle Chase! You poor
oy! Come out on the balcony; they
re staring at u.s."
"Come-you base deceiverv'-Kats
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