The Lee County journal. (Leesburg, Ga.) 1904-19??, 1906-02-23
THE CURRENT
OF TRUE LOVE
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by HELEN FORREST GRAVES.

one side, to adjust the scar
let rose among its silken black braids.
Alas for the short memory Of man.!
the brief hour in which gentle glances
and words Of silver sweet import live!
Geneyieye Symons was quite right.
Mr.. Alberti had very nearly "for-
gotten" pretty Carrie Fairfelds blue
eyes, and soft, plaintiye voice, much as
he had at one time admired them.
But actual presence has much infu-
ence in tanning the lambent fame Of
love, ana Genevieve, with her dewy
dark eyes, cream-tlnted complexion,
and arch Southern ways, was ever at
his side, while if he CHANGED to ask a
passing question in regard TO the other
fair young girl Mrs. Symons answered;
well, now, that you mention it, it
does seem to me that heard that she
was married, or something. Didn't l,
Genny, darling? Or else they have
moved away"
And Geneyieye began to hope that
the shy bird was shared at last. Mr..
Alberti was certainly growing interest
fashion-and the scheming girl, whose
highest idea Of human bliss was a rich
husband, and plenty of money 10
spend. was already wondering how
soon he would reach the much desired
point of actual proposal.
Il do really thinkw pondered Gene
We've to herself, che used to be fond
of Carrie Fairfield, although l never
saw anything to admire in her pale,
oval face, and expressionless features
Tastes do differ so! And it is very for
tunate that she should be out of the
way Just now, ofsall tmes-reaIly quite
providential. if one may use the ex-
preston"
And Geneveve went smiling down
stairs to her worsted work.
On the stairway, however, she
caught the sound Of Mrs. Aberus
volce-her future mother-in-law-who
had stopped in the nursery to see little
Christine, the youngest hope of the
Symons family, and Geneyieve has
tened down to join her, all gracious
cordially.
Christine, a plump little girl of five
years old, sat on the floor in the middle
OF the room, playing with huge
gray-green parrot, who perched itself
alternately on her shoulder and wrist,
uttering hoarsc sounds as if in solilo-
guy
isn't it pretty, Mrs. Alberto" said
The child, triumphantly holding it up.
Mrs Albert glanced more closely at
The curious creature, which had a Pc
euliarly shaped ring of white feathers
about its neck.
why, surely" she exclaimed, chat
ID Carrie F0irfelds parrot. l never
saw another one like it,"
Eyes" said Christine, nodding her
little curly head, 'its Carries parrot,
Zulleka; Carrie gave 1t to Sister Gene
We've last week"
Last week" and Mrs, Albert, with
whom Caroline Fairfield had ever been
an especial favorite, turned with sur
prise TO Miss Symons. 81 did not know
she was in town. You were aware of
it? And you did not tell usw
"I-that is-to tell you the truth. il
never occurred to me-" hesitated Gene
We've turning a rudy crimson, and
secretly wishing that her talkative
little sister were in Jericho, or some
equally distant place. Il only discov-
cred it myself last week"
''She made Sister Genevieves dress
for her" said Christine, pulling the
skirt of Geneyieyes voluminous silken
robe,
Miss Symons eyelids dropped.
"She was in great want" said she
with skillful imitation of charming in
geneousness, "and it gave me pleasure
to be able to assist her.
Warm-hearted Mrs. Albert kissed
Gaaevleve's check.
"You are good girl my dearr she
said But pray favor me with her
address at once! Carrie Fairfield in
want! Why! it's dreadful. when one
comes to consider how luxuriousiy
she was brought up. Where does she
live? want to so there immedi-
atelyr
Genevieve's placid smile did not fair
ly express the rage and discontinue of
her heart as she penciled down the de-
sired address on piece of lavender
colored paper with the monogram &c.
81 at the top.
"There's one consolation" she told
herself as she went; the old ogress
will have her trot for her pains. Car
rie Fairfield viii be at the ready-made-
work warehouse at this time OF day:
am sure OF that, or never would
haye allowed my lady to so off with
out PIE. I have one more day Of safe
ty: and if George Albert doesn't pro
pose 70 me during The next twenty
four hours my powers of fascination