The Newtown bee., 1905-03-17
venient, everything"

venient, t,-everything."
 He was not prepared for the effect which his words had upon her. She laid the box of flowers-unopened upon the table, and gazed at him won- deringly.
 "In Middlesex?" she questioned him, almost in terror.
 "Yes."
 Then her woman's pride came to her aid, and she repressed her true feel ings. "And see! have a valentine for youn' he announced. "I suppose the proper thing would have been to mail it; but honestly, I was so occupied with my own affairs that forgot!"
 She avoided his eyes as she received the flat, white box.
 "I'm not much of a judge of valen- tines," he explained apologetically. "I took what Anderson gave me;-he as- sured me it was real 'Eyetalian'!
 "And Brutus is an honorable man, she murmured. They smiled in mutual understand ing.
 "Open it for me please" she said listlessly. He united the violet cord, and removing the white paper, reached the box with it amorous contents.
 "See! And there are verses!" he said.
 "It is very pretty!" was her com ment; but she was in too keen pain to care for the loves and graces which MT Anderson had so highly endorsed.
 "Shall I read you the lines? Does all this tire you?" the judge inquired sympathetically.
 "No; it does not tire me-" she re- piled, trying to keep back her tears. "Yes! Read me the verses. Doubtless they are only mockery of love. Most everything is, in this world." 4
 She was feeling Jacks defection keenly. But what could John Frost find to say that would console her?
 He adjusted his glasses, and stand ing so as to better catch the fading light from the western window, he be- gan to read
 WHEN CUPID COMES.
 When Cupid comes, the doctors say,
 "Well, how are we this morning, eh?
 fancy that we feel the heat!
 Oh,-anything she cares to eat!-
 And keep her well amused and gay.
 "A little tonic twice day;
 Some lemon juice, and eau sucree."
 The doctors all are SO discreet,
 When Cupid comes!
 But what's the true prescription. pray,
 To drive the nal du occur away?
 Two pairs of eyes. two hands that meet;
 Two lips.-and there's the cure complete! I'll be your doctor, if I may,
 When Cupid comes!
 "I-I-heg your pardon" the judge said, his voice trembling as he read the closing lines. "I had not looked at -this-doggerel."
 "Why, think it lovely poetry!" she corrected him.
 "Perhaps so. I presume I am bet ter judge of-''
 "Of criminals than of things Eyetal- ian," she interrupted archly, with a rippling little laugh which recalled the vivacious Kitty of former days.
 At least she was not angry with him. His heart gave great bound.
 "Just so. Ipresume, too, that am a better judge than,-doctor, for in- stance" he returned boldly.
 There was something ip her eye, as he caught their expression in the fire light, which encouraged him to go on.
 "Kitty," he whispered, desperately, 'no doctor could have more since re in- terest in his patients welfare. l know that your heart is given wholly to that disappointing nephew of mine:-"
 "Now you are much better doctor than judge!" she asserted again.
 "Kitty! sweetest! You don't mean,-| But I am selfish! Imbecile! What l started to say when you,-you-weres so good as to be interested in those ab- surd verses was this: let me be your doctor-and prescribe-a change of scene. A trip away from hateful Sails bury. Wouldn't you and your mother enjoy couple of months in the South? A stay at Palm Beach, perhaps?"
 She was moving reStleSsly in her Morris chair, clasping and unclasping her hands nervously.
 "I-it is good of you. You have al- ways been so good to me. But if may suggest my own prescription, why may I not go to-"
 ''To where?"
 'Oh, dare not tell you!"
 "Afraid! Kitty! Of meu'
 He was the impulsive boy now, not the dignitied jurist. Jack and the world forgotten. He never knew how he came to be kneeling by the low chair, both of Kitty's hands in his, while the valentine token slipped un-