Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1906-12-26

stupidity lent her stammering tongue
George, Georgep she called after
him, but she entreated only an inhexi.
BILE back. With Herbert's name on her
lips md Herbert's ring on her finger
she was indeed left conimitted to the
situation the last of her desiring.
Alexandra Haunted Herbert Hartley
in Greenfeld's face; she waved him
abroad like banner. If the town
hummed with rumors of her, she help
ed the rumor wax, but helped 1t to no
explanation.
But with her family there was one
topic that like the weapon used in
committing crime, seemed always i'm
possible to dispose of. The nile green
tulle-why didn't she wear itl And
that was the one thing sine couldn't do.
1t was their house dressmaker that
In measure vanQuished her at last.
Zone, two. three" measured the wom-
an. THAT'S on!y cncs and quarter.
and Ill need as much again. Those
ruffies on your nile green underpetti-
coat-they're match, Miss Alexandra,
uuu were III nurry.
Alexandra went into her room, shut
ting the door behind. The tuile hung
upon the hooks with q kind OF defiant
grace, as II 1t still held something OF
its owners quality. She took the gown
down slowly and spread 1t gently out
upon the bed. How happy she had
been when she had worn 1.-THE last
time she had been haDDyt
She had meant they should have a
memorable evening, she and George
and the gown. And how had IL so
fallen out? Coquetry? What did 1t
mean except that If 1t were good to be
with George 1t was a Joy still subtler
to dance away with some one else
knowing his eyes held her, followed
her, and that for each the crowded
room held only the other? Provoca-
ton, alluring, half mystery to her
self, 1t was like a fold Of the silk that
shimmered over It's silk lining.
She slipped down upon the floor by
the bedside and began to rip the
founces. What was 1t he said that had
made her so angry? Her vanity was
as endless as her caprice. He shouldn't
have said II, and yet 1t was true
enough. Well, she had warned him.
He was well rid of her. He had come
out of the matter with a better grace
than she had, except about the ring.
No doubt 1t had been found long ago.
1t angered her afresh to think how
stubborn he had been not to have told
her. The way to make her feel how
small she was was not to tell her so
that never served-but to take the big
way and put her In the wrong by be-
Ing generous. If he had given her q
chance, half a chance
The scissors shipped, shipped. 1t
was thus she had laid a sharp tool on
her happiness. She was cutting the
stuff, but what did it matter2 She was
always cutting and tearing something
dear to her.
And the ruff1es must come Off, they
said. She bent nearec. She might as
we'll tear and be done.
What was this hard thing on which
the scissors struck and caught? Not
surely not In her hand lay the ring
"Alexa" He had come NJ her urgent
summons, but hotly rebellious. And
yet Alexa, there before him-a curious
figure hung about with green silk ruff
fes - Alexa. grieved, remorseful, pour
Ing her heart out. How was It possible
to withstand herr
"And l suppose" he said, the ring
half back in Its place again-"I suppose
I'll have to marry you to save you
from
But she would not let him speak the
obnoxious name.
you'll have to marry me to save me
from Alexandra Lee"