St. Tammany farmer., 1906-10-06


"How are you going to spend it!
| Here ?" .ssz..,
Il think not. shall go on and
meet the Caseys, no matter what the
weather is"
Are you sure they will be there?"
| Almost. Pass the toast, please"
Il shall get Gohey's horse, or what
ever he calls that miserable strawber-
ry quadruped outside, and 60 straight
on after. tea and tell Fred Casey to
come for you.'' He felt that row
with Fred Casey would do him al the
good in the world. and was furious
that Pen should be stranded in this
way.
"You will do nothing of the kind.
thank you; / can take care OF myself
perfectly
Apparently you can't. Might t-ou-
BILE you for another cup Of tea, please?"
you are not to co. she said.
Il am sorry to displease you, but
certainly will 60"
He pushed his chair back from the
table, slowly filled his pipe-every sac-
ton was SO familiar, she knew SO we'll
how he crooked his little finger as he
pushed the tobacco down into the
bowl, now he would light it with
coal from the fire and stand with his
eyes half closed enjoying the first few
whiffs. Then suddenly he was gone.
Then Mrs. Goffey came in to clear
the table, and presently she was alone
by the fire, her hands tightly clasped
on her knees, tears in her blue eyes.
Three months ago! How long It
seemed, and how miserable she had
been since! How her attempts a. hos
pital nure;ng had failed. How ner at
tempts to become an intellectual wo-
man AMI a power had fallen through!
How aimless she had been, and how
entirely certain that she was III the
wrong, that her petulant temper was
to blame, and that she still loved Tom
Geoffrey with all her heart! She was
just 81, alone In the world. possessing
solae money and entire freedom. and
at present she loathed and hated that
freedom. A tear dropped on the white
apron, and she gave a little shudder OF
disgust that she should be caught
looking such fright. She raped on
the floor for Mrs Goffey. Bring me
my own things, please" she said, IF
they are dry; I am afraid OF spelling
this handsome dress OF yours" So a
few minutes later she was in ner own
things again, and seated herself on the.
floor In front of the fire. At nine
o'clock Mrs. Goffey brought ber in a
glass OF milk and q slice of cake.
Pen slipped some of the milk and sur
reptitiously poured the rest out OF the
window, the cake she hid under a
glass shade. Half an hour later she
heard the horses hoofs again, and then
Tom appeared.
Fred is driving over for you row."
he said. He looked approvingly a. her
change OF costume. She was SO pretty,
and her figure was SO dainty.
Pen, Gear, was 1t mistake! Was
there any doubt in your mind? Can
things he as they were before? l love
you as much as ever did think
more; and Pen, tomorrow was to have
been our wedding day" He spoke
quickly, eagerly, there was quee. rn-
certain tone in his voice, and ne stood
awkwardly before her.
II don't know. I'm miserable, and
I'm lonely" She turned from him
and leant her face against the mantel-
piece, bn. both her tone and attitude
were yielding. Those two lonely hours
had done more for him than the most
eloquent pleading.
well, who can look after you bet
ter than II" He came close to her. his
heart was beating fast; the defiant
Pen was his own again. But, dear.
there must be no mistakes, no misun-
derstanding this time. II you take me
now, it is for good and all, and We will
be married on our wedding day"
She smiled, but he could not see her
face.
pray don't consult me about any
arrangements you are making -
pen, don't jest. It is for good and
all this time. Girl, can't see you
turn to me-" He laid a hand on her |
arm, and then with quick impulsive |
movement she swung round, turning
her face up to his.
..Ah, Tom was all she said.
His arms were round her. Sweet
heart, it is good to have you in the
dear Old way. II you could only know
what the time has been like! 1t was
cruel Of you, girl, it was cruel!"
"And do you think l have BEEN 60
happy?' But her voice was iniistinct,
for her face was buried on his shoul-
der.
Look here, Pen" He raised her
head tenGerly, and she saw how grave
he was. Darling, 1t is really true and
certain this time, for could not stand
such thing again. love you so
that
"Tom," she interrupted, "if we are to
be married tomorrow, l don't-I-
don't think I'll have much chance OF
doing 1t again, will II"
Copyright, 1906, by Joseph 3. Bowles.)
Not All in the Air.
The incident below-whichs Daniel
Colt Gilman, LII. D., late president of
Johns Hopkins university, has incor
porated in his recently published sheaf
1f remembrances, "The Launching of
J University and Other Papers"-
:ould not happen at the present time,
when each new institution of learning
Il