CanÌƒon City record. [volume] (CanÌƒon City, Colo.) 1883-192?, 1905-07-20
When the Light
Broke In

1ue rusty Dredsteu ToDlus were mop
ping about the lawn, and the crab
apple trees were a splash OF pink in
the orchard beyond. The narrow beds
that bordered the paths in Mrs. Orms-
by's garden were gay with tulips and
jonquils, and from the ieafiess branches
of the wistaria vine hung delicate pur-
plish clusters of blossoms. A flock Of
brown sparrows twittered In the cherry
trees, a 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. n
girl of six and twenty, as she sat on a
rustic chair under the fast silverlng
naples. 1t was 8 O'Clock. and because
the day was SO perfect they were hav-
ing tea served in the garden.
But, Constance, II do not love him
how can l marry him?' the girl cried
impulsively.
Mrs. Ormsby waited for her maid to
deposit a plate Of thin bread and but
ter, some cream, sliced lemons and
5uSuT ou lAc ilttie TusuC taote DcloEe
she answered.
do you remember. Glare. when we
were at Nine Martins school-dear
me, it's eight years ago-an old sooth-
sayer foretold that you'd marry a mil
honaire? 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 a
good man, and love will come later"
The girl made no reply. She was
looking dreamily at the robins and the
pink orchard beyond. a mist In her
lovely eyes.
'Of course" continued Mrs. Ormsby
thoughtfully as she drew the tea, II
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
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
distinct effort Glare Withdrew her
gaze from its flashing.
NO" she said, pulling herself to-
gether. mot lemon, Catherine. Cream.
please"
ITO know what love is il a miracle.
though, after ALL" pursued Mrs. Orms-
by softly as she poured the cream
why, l was just a silly girl before l
met Chester. Then-hfe became glori.
ned; It became realr'
The catbird 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 1t the
birds song or the springs beauty or
her friends voice?
Look here, dear" said her hostess
impulsively. II don't want to force
your confidence, but I'm sure of one
thing-theres been some heart affair
In your life that's hurt deep and left
you cynical. Tell me about 1t. Let's
see If we can't straighten It out. Oh,
Glare, pride is well enough-one can
have a certain amount Of 1t and be
none the worse for it-but it's deadly to
make a pet of it."
But there's such a thing az righteous
pride" flashed Clare She bent her
head and adjusted the emerald fieur r-de-
Lis at her dainty waist; then. rising, she
held out both hands to Mrs. Ormsby
and laughed. 1t was her habituaI
light, pretty laugh.
Il really have to go now. Catherine
You know told you / could only stay
a half hour. But first want you to
promise to forget that came perilous-
ly near being sentimental and old fash
ioned, forget that ] seemed a bit sad.
Why. I'm quite happy, on the contra
ryi I'm going to marry Mr.. Stanley
Hughes. My wedding II be smart az
fair; my gown'll be verltable dream.
and my husband II be one Of the most
desirable gentlemen Of the season.
Humph! Why shouldn't be happyT
Don't go 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
Glare. She deliberately seated herself
again.
Catherine" she said whimsically,
"my moods changed. I'll stay, and I'll
give you little OF my confidence, II
you care. l did love some one once,
but-he's married now. 1t was some
thing like this: Imagine girl who
knew scarcely anything Of the world
Of men or Of the things men do to be
engaged toto q man whose name
spelled Paradise to her with a capital
p. Imagine friend of that man and
Of the girl passing lot of his time
with them both. Indeed, he chanced to
be such a stanch friend to the girl that