The aegis & intelligencer. [volume] (Bel Air, Md.) 1864-1923, 1905-10-27
BY Analusia Barnard
Copyright. 1895, by Analusia Barnard

Drlup, sic pAIllLlUlal lllC tiny iO'N' '-
its pictures of birds at the top.
At the party she had splendid
time. First, each Of the little girls
was given Il pair of ribbon reins Win
which she must catch horse and trot
him past the grand stand, where the
judges sat smilingly in armchairs. The
girl caught her great. big. stupid
boy" and was happy.
After that man in long black
robe did wonderful tricks and the chill
drens eyes grew wide with wonder.
Then, such supper-bouillon and
turkey and chicken salad, each IN
turn, like real grownups. And olives!
whats them things" asked the
boy, when he discovered the olives.
Look like pecans."
ooh, you great, big, stupid boy, don't
YOU know olives?" the girl retorted
scornfully.
YES, but I wanted to see if you did,
grille" he answered.
The little girl turned and looked ut
him. why do you call me that? she
asked.
why do you call me Stupid boy|"
he returned.
Because that piece said So" she re-
piled, her blue eyes smiling into his.
Don't you like it?''
II don't mind-from YOU" he said.
But YOU haven't told me why you
cali me grille" persisted the girl.
We'll, because-because l like you,
and that's what Uncle Jack calls Miss
Paterson. l heard him say I can call
you grille when folks are round, but
when were alone l will call you sweet
heart"
sweetheart" the little girl muir
INJURED Papa calls mamma that
sometimes. Sounds pretty, don't it?
He must love her lots. Does hep
NO moro than l love you," he as
serted proudly, playing with her curls.
Her hair isn't half as pretty and she
hasn't got such big blue eyes. Mamma
says you look like an angel, so there"
he blurted out, half ashamed of having
voiced his admiration.
Il don't want TO be an angel" she
retorted decisively. But after she got
lOIllt Sic uCCluCo DAAS AhAAS~ N->
boy better than ever.
The children We're friends for two
years. Then business reverseS came TO
Mr.. Hurlburt, the little girls father.
and they went abroad to live.
You'll always be my sweetheart.
grille" the boy said to his little girl
friend when she left. And I'm going
7 Don't
forget me-"
And she, understanding little Of his
meaning said, Il won't" Then she
lifted her face for his farewell kiss.
And the boy remembered. and his
mother encouraged the thought Of
%sgirlie." She knew that the memory
of the child's sweetness and innocence
WAS good for her boy.
The drawing rooms of Mrs. Apple
toms handsome home were thronged
with guests Two men stood talking,
apart from the others. Their eyes
.aere on the slender. graceful figure of
a girl on the opposite side of the room.
i am sure l know her or have known
her." Robert Worthington was saying.
II wish she would turn around"
Il believe she is some one whom
Grace met abroad" Jack Appleton re-
turned. Her name is 1urlburt. Come,
I'll present you" And without wait
aug for his friends reply, he started
forward and Worthington found him
sell being introduced to Miss Hurlburt.
Il think l used to know Miss Hurl-
burt long, long ago, before she was
quite grown up" he said, looking at
her frankly He had held her in his
thoughts so long that the meeting did
not seem strange to him, but to her
Ais smile was like the perfume from
far off fowery fields which she had
passed through sometimes, but could
not remember where nor when.
Il think"- Then, with Il rush of
memory, it all came to her. "Oh, you
are the boy l used TO play with be-
fore we went to Europe to live. I'm
SO glad you remember me, but it's
strange. How could you?"
II was old enough to be impression
able, suppose" he said, still looking
AT her. Il have always thought Of you
as grille"
They were alone now. "Girlie!' she
exclaimed. at sounds pretty, doesn't
ftT'
The man laughed boyishly. That's
just what you used to say In the old
childhood days"
Did Il" she asked, with wide open
eyes. Then suddenly, Why, yes, and
I used to call you great, big, stupid
Soy DO yoII remember our piece:'
do Il" the man asked with unusual
emphasis, Miss HurIburt thought.
Every word Shall we try it now"
She had entered into his mood. yes.
let us"
Her face, which before had seemed
TO Worthington overSerious. was
wreathed now in smiles like those he
"Now guess what | hold behind my
back" she began. Wasn't that the
beginning? And it ended with, I've
just sot-a kiss for you" She hest
tated slightly over the last sentence
blushing prcttily.
The half conscious love WUrthington
had felt for her always famed into
life. Looking UP, she caught the eX-
preston in his eyes, aIsd her own heart
Ieapcd. Then her color faded, leaving
her white and frightened looking
"Girjje," he said softly, your meh-
sory has rot failed youT"
"Y0u-you mustn't call me that
now," she said ITS different"
different? HowI>.
-Oh'-and her voice wss almost n
.sob->flon't you see, you grcat. big,
stupid boy" The words had come
back TO iicr. 1T wouldn't be proper;
I'm engaged" And she extended her
hand to him with the circlet of dia-
Egonds.
s ftcr minute, when Worthington
had swallowed some hard thiags that
rose IN his throat, lie said, half qHes-
tioningiy:
"You-you are happy"
She glanced ut him shyly from under
her dong lashcs. The hand which wore
the circle trcmbled. Il suppose so,"
she said. Il am doing my duty. Isn't
that the surcst road to happiRass?"
The usefulness of her appeal ulade
min bold Then you do not love tia
mar2" he asked.
oh. no." she said abruptly. The re-
ply had escaped before she realized 1t.
1t had been taken SO much for granted
this fact that she did not love the