Spirit of Jefferson. [volume] (Charles Town, Va. [W. Va.]) 1844-1948, 1906-03-27

energy may help the average" with
laugh. eIt's Labor day. you know
Labor days' queried the girl What
is that?v
"0ne Of our American holidays" he
explained. That's why | am here to-
day.
s'Oh," said Aline with sudden COM
prehension. So Labor day was appar-
emily the equivalent Of those fetes of
the olden times when for once all class
es mingled in friendly simplicity. What
a splendid idea. But no wonder she
had not understood at first.
1t was growing dusk. Across the
lawn the gardeners children were set
ting off rockets left over from the last
Fourth Of July. The guests were NOV
ing about the grounds Some had gone
to the rocks, others watched the gilt
tering trail of the fireworks. Mile.
de Saint Gyr had crossed to where
her aunt stood chatting with the host
ess in the twilight of the pines. Sud
denly came s-s-swish, flash, as one
Of the rockets, too powerful for the lit
tie hand which held it, exploded unex-
pectedly IN the direction of the trees.
There was warning shout, cry and
Mile. de Saint Cyr felt herself caught
and pulled forcibly away, while eager
fingers crushed out spark in the frag-
lie laces of her gown. 1t was all over
In a second, before any one else had
time to realize that anything had hap
pened, and Mile. de Saint Cyr stood
trembling, half with fright at what she
had escaped, half with anger at the In
dignity to which she had been subject
ed. For she-she, Aline de Saint Cyr-
had been, for no matter how brief a
space, in mans arms.
Are you hurt?' he asked anxiously.
and Aline knew it to be the dark young
waiter.
But she could hardly speak. She
was startled; she was angry, yet some
how not so angry as she felt she should
be. She was shaking all over, but she
tried to control herself, to utter a word
of thanks. Her purse was at home;
she had nothing to offer the man for
having saved her life She felt NOR
tilted. Perhaps If he could come to her
aunt's--
Monsieur" she essayed timidly-she
could not bring herself to call him gar
conf regret have nothing to re-
ward you with except my gratitude,
but later at my aunt's house
May l come and see you then?p he
broke In eagerly II didn't know
whether you would want me to. But
| am often here at my sister's"-
"Why-why, my aunt stammered
Aline. She was conscious OF a horri-
BILE sense Of embarrassment. Surely
her aunt would not approve, Oh, what
could she say? This was dreadful.
Bob" called a voice from the shad-
ows. The young man started.
Bother" he growled Haven't /
done enough for Lucie today? l sup
pose she wants me to wash upv
'Lucie," repeated Aline
my sister, Mrs. Redvers," Impatient
ly. "She said it would be so much
nicer and less formal II we boys did
the cooking and serving. SO she let
all her people off for the day. But
draw the line at washing dishes"
For one terrible moment everything
wavered before Aline. her brain whirl-
ed. Then she faced him breathlessly.
"What-what did you say your pro-
fession WASP" she demanded tensely.
why, the law" surprised
But" still breathless, you spoke of
waiting
For cases, of course more and
more surprised. ooh, by Jove," as
sudden thought flashed into his own
mind. II say, you didn't think But
Aline. her eyes very bright, set her
chin hard
mo" she said determinedly. II
didn't think. Wouldn't you-wouldn't
you like to come and meet auntieT'