The Montgomery advertiser., 1906-08-28
THE COMPLETE LovE-MAKER
nY NANcY MAzLITT.

.T know my place, also my danger You see, I have been hearing of you this long time,p Grierson said, looking up at my lady with a lazy smile.
 My lady had a way with her---i' could be sharp and short when she chose. It could likewise be very meek. Now she set her finger ups together, asking plaintively; MT Grierson, is there nothing else you would as soon say? You are the n1ntn man to tell me that since l came " the picnic. I ought to feel my slhs very deeply. but somehow can t'
 .who says you have sins7 1 meant only vour perfections." Grierson be- gan. but she stopped him with ges' ture of appeal
 9That's the very worst of all" she mrrmured. You'll be telling me next that you c anne on purpose to see ana be conquered. do wish pretty speeches didn't run in ruts so much' If could I'd write a book about them telling men what not to say"
 T seel The Complete Loye-Mak- er,' G~ierson answered, his eyes twink ling. If you wrote from the riches of your experience, I dare say the treatise would be most authoritative"
 There wouldn't be any treaties if I did that. You all say so much the same sort of foo1ishness." my lady came back at him, with just the least toss of the head.
 My lady, of course. had a namc--a pretty one, Elinor Clare. Only strang- CTS and the older people ever called her Elinor; somehow at school she had been rechristened my lady. and my lady she was likely to be to the end of the chapter.
 t,v xrrffk her name, and much more money in prospect withal sprightly and good hearted, she was easily the belle of the countryside. She had had beaux, indeed, before she was out of short frockR One Of them. who. as a tall lad. had carried her on his shoulder and eradled her asleep lin his arms, was still constant. notwithstanding he was thrice-eiigibie. and the kindest, most unsuspicious soul alive.
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 "PhiPs the man you have got to beae." Grandfather Grierson had said fin explaining the situation.
 Grandfather liked my lady, but not nearly so we'll as he did her possess sions Therefore he had sent impera- lively for Arthur, his grandson. and bidden him. as imperatively. court the girl and marry her.
 Grandfather's was inoneyed avarice, therefore the more eager He had pll- ed up a fortune and held on to it like grim death. Because his only son liked to spend money even better than to make it, the old man excused his clutching-at least, to himself.
 Since that young gadabout Arthur had no knack of making money, be- ing worse in that respect than his father. 1t was but right he should marry 1t. Grandfather Grierson said this over and over, in so many keys and lenses, Arthur had been tempted to run away before anything was be- gun. He would have run away, in- deed, but for catching a glimpse Of my lady. The glimpse refreshed his endurance, and modified sensibly his estimate of grand paternal wisdom.
 Suppose we write the book togeth- er," Grierson suggested valiantly. T can make myself understood on the typewriter-can't say any more than that. But you-you have reams of wis dom, I'm sure, all ready to your hand. Do take me as secretary; promise you shall find me willing and obliging. with no objection to long hours"
 T have a great objection to them -I couldn't stick at anything half a day, unless 1t was to save my life" my lady confded, adding gaily, T don't believe you could either Con fessi don't you love to go and do the things you didn't intend2'
 "sometimes--only sometimes!' Grier- son said, smiling down at her. This is one of them. I meant to ask con- sideration as a possible husband, yet see how you have reduced my soaring Rmbitionr'
 My lady met this with look Of wide eyed innocence, and said appeal Ingly: Cant you understand I'm not the sort of girl you have to talk love to There are so many other things better worth talking about ''
 For instance. Phillip Darcy?' Ger son said, with keen glance.
 My lady laughed joyously. No not Philip" she said. know him --all about him--more and better than anybody can tell me. He would be a saint on earth if he were not so much a man."
 "H-n! The most part of saints were men" Grierson supplemented; 1; then, most irrelevantly: You have relieved my mind wonderfully-no girl of today can possibly love a saint. It is the weirdly wicked fel- lows who bowl over our sweethearts even now and then our wives"
 "Dear me! And you are not weirdly wtoked-just an ordinary sinner" my -