Democratic messenger. [volume] (Snow Hill, Md.) 1869-1973, 1906-11-10

5cmurcly. watching the flash Of u bird
through rift in the foliage. she
like, 4, be with you. Mr. campbell.
I'm sure And I'm sure" here the
pcarly teeth caught the scarlet under
lip "Janc's neither Il staid knitting
lacy nor spuabbing child And why
should YOU miss me- I'm not beauti-
full like Jane. I'm just
Just Miss June finished Campbell
simply But there was Il world OF
quiet pride IN his voice.
June tremblcd beneath his words and
knew not why she trembied. But there
was sufficient dramatic force III her TO
30 toward the making Of great
actress She spied a spray II scarlet
vommbiue On gray rock OverhanSing
a dark pool Unconsciously the con
trast OF colorS struck her artistic eye,
ana She made use Of il all 10 hide her
sudden emotion
"Whl YOU fetch me those coiumbines
that wave from the rock and throw
cplorcd patches on the pool. Mr.. Camp
bcll:" said She quietly
But when he had gone her hand went
Tor support To the column of the beech.
her bosom rose and fell aud her wide
eyes iilated. then half closed
"Oh. dear God" She prayed inward
Is. rive never had any one In my
whole life really 10 love me And he Is
SO lig aud SO knlghty Don't let me
imagine Il vain thing that would break
my heart. Let me remember that |
am plain and that he is Just kind"
Here" cried Campbell chccrfully.
coming hnck With bunch OF the
columhine and handing 1t 10 her. The
scarlet Just matches your lips. little
maid. II was not alone her lips that
were scarlet now; a tame spread holly
over her checks
In few moments she jumped up.
laughing. smoothing out her blue glng
ham frock. IF ever come to regard
myself rs hewitchlng fairy princess
! III hold you responsible. sir. But /
must be going now I'm still Cinderel-
la" she added. Il promised mother
TO make the salad dressing for lunch
con"
And 50 the fragrant summer month
drlfted irresponslbly on.
one warm evening when the mir was
flied with the gold Of frcillcs n maze
OF >pangles. now darkening. now
Frightening. Mrs. Austin came out on
her side porch which. for wonder
was vacant. ana swung her portly
weight none too gently into the ham
mock The silver Of the moon was he
ginning To- trcmble through the leaves
u the trees aud to show patches Of
the garden path that wound toward
the front gute.
Those locustS sound awfully shrill,'
thought Mrs. Austin, trying Intellectual
~ to put the hammock in motion.
Then she lay there inert. yielding TO
the drowsincSs Of the air.
She must have dozcd OF bit for
suddenly She started ms is the way Of
one who tries 70 capture ones waking
wits
And YOU know. dear. that love
you guess I've been loving YOU right
from the first, but ! didn't realize II
| TIL
Two figures had just passed the
/ moonlit patch IN the path and were
emerging into the shadows that
stretched toward the gate so Mrs.
Austin couldn't exactly see who they
We're. hut she recognized Campbell's
rich, deep voice
At last" she cried, smiling broadly.
well. lane deserved Il and she'll
have Il good husband She raised her
self up In the hammock Sleep hat
fed.
Now. just at that moment Sarah
the cook. who had been buying some
ribbon and ruchlng in one OF the vii
lage shops. happened to enter the front
gate, ~ she came abreast of the wide
porch Mrs Austin leaned over the rail
ing.
Sarah" she whispered. with mater
nal pride in her voice. was that Miss
Jane who went out of the gate then
with Mr.. Campbellf" II was n state
mcnt rather than a question.
Nom" said Sarah, looking up quick
ly; that wasn't Miss Jane, ma'am; II
/ was lust Miss June"