Lawrence democrat. (Lawrenceburg, Tenn.) 1884-1925, 1905-09-08

lOOhcu hllSly.
Now who are we? And what are we
doing?" cried Mrs. West
You are Nance Doyle herself" said
Stella, The artists fervor gave her
warmth, in spite Of the discomforting
admiration that the widows fetching
appearance created. you are her true
and faithful lover"
"Yes," assented the doctor, fervently.
Patriotism only burns brighter in
each breast than does the love of each
for each, pure, changeless."
How truly you tell it, breathed Mrs.
West.
1T is the moment of parting before
the decisive battle"
"And the pose?"
Take that of the Huguenot lovers,
already immortalized; the costumes
will give the needed difference"
I'VE must be quick about It," de-
clared Mrs. West; "the other guests
will be arriving in a moment"
Stella was focusing.
Ready" she called
The doctor seized the widows hands
in his and pressed them to his heart.
She lifted to his, eyes entrancingly
beautiful, for the moment brimming
with expression of devotion; his own
(what mans could not?) met hers with
an equal ardor. Stella peering through
the lens caught the glance and felt a
great sob rise to her throat.
1T seems so long since--so long
murmured the widow, Stella felt as II
the black cloth over her head were sti-
, fling her.
But now--at last" breathed Moore.
/ Stella's haLII shnok en thot she could
scarcely draw out the plate holder 1t
was plain that these two had loved in
the long ago. Possibly the little widow
had come early this afternoon looking
to find him here. They were renewing
the old affection right under her eyes
She had repulsed her persistent lover
just once too often, and now her heart
told her-too late.
ANY other pose?"
Too late" said Stella Her voice
frightened her as she uttered the words
beating in her heart. Too late.
But you are content with your
work." quoted Mrs. West. NOT If it was
to give over her lover to the widow
You do not need me now? You do
not want me?" The doctor was eager
to lay aside the continentals.
81 can't tell until-until later develop.
ments."
But here the guests came. They were
captured with the grace of the old cos
tunes.
Was there magic in the ancient uni.
form, Stella wondered Had she ever
fancied the doctor heavy? Only Her
culean. Had she ever thought him stiff
Only stately Clumsy? Only courtly.
Tales Of the brave days of the revolu
ton were rife in Stslla's parlors that
afternoon. Each told a tale of his OF
her own until Mrs. Clitheral, wearing
her gray hair like duchess coronet
and across her breast as many badges
and insignia as a field marshal may
boast, turned to DR.. Moore.
"You say nothing" she announced
"and you are the only one among u.
whose ancestor was a signor.
And you never told me-" murmurec
Stella in his ear.
But you were so interested IL
progress, in advancement, in emancipa
ton from all old customs how could
know you would care for such ole
things?"
"And your fathers family" continued
Mrs. Clitheral-her D. A. r. Colonia
Dame, Daughters of Colonial Governors
Child of Royalty badges tinkled as sh
talked-"are, if | mistake not, of tn,
Moores Of North Carolina of name an,
fame, closely connected with the Moore
present marquis Of Drogheda Castle
Ireland"
"And you let me boast to you of m.
farmer girl ancestress with her pail 0
| foamy new milk
she was one to boast Of, brave, sim
pie, true"
While the guests gathered about Mrs
Augustine Shepperd to hear for tn
hundredth time her favorite story of tn
revolution; how Col. viii Shopper
rode neck and neck with the captures
Tory across the How Fields, the docto
whispered to Stella:
\ Il will tell you now that it was VIII
pawnel these contlnentals which nov
wear"
mot really?"
ITO buy decent coat in which t
read my graduating thesis"
And now?"
and now have had success enous
to feel warranted in asking you agai
that question"
But, Mrs. West? You loved her once
heard her say to you as you held bel
OH so closely: 1T seems so long"
Since you had kept us playing tn
fool while you worried with the cam
era"
And you, gazing at her so ardent,
said: AT last! IN. o. Times-DemC
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