Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1906-08-19

noon calls. and still Clemency had not re-
turned. Emma met them at the door.
Mrs. Ewing says she is worried about
Miss Clemency," she said. Gordon ran up
stairs. When he came down he Joined
James in the office. 'T have pacif1ed Clara"
he said. "but suppose you Jump into the
buggy. Aaron has not Embarrassed yet, and
drive over to Annie 1pton's for her. It is
growing colder. and Clemency has not been
outdoors much lately, and she has rather a
delicate throat. It Is time now that she was
home"
James smiled. Suppose she will not
come with me7" he suggested.
Nonsense" said Gordon. "She will be
only too glad II you meet her half way.
must"
''All right" replied James.
ne went out, got INTO the buggy. and
drove along rapidly. He had the team.
they had not been long distances that day.
There was vague fear in the young mans
mind. although he tried to dispel 1t by tho
force OF argument. What has the girl to
ears. but, in spite Of himself, something
else. which seemed to him unreason, made
him anxious. When he reached Annie Lip
toms home. fine old house, overhung with
saw Armies pretty head at front window.
She opened the door before he had time to
ring the bell. and she looked with alarmed
questioning at him.
Il have come for Miss Ewing, her
uncle James began. but Annie inter
rupted him. her face paling perceptib1y.
'Clemency." she said; why, she left here
a Oh sgs after fs lunch She said she must
and did not want to leave her any longer
Hasn't she come home yetr
NO" said James. ,-..,.-s'
And you didn't meet herr You must
mo. "e' Asf
The two stood staring at each other. A
delicate old face peeped out Of the door at
the right OF the halls. It was like Annies,
only dimmed by age, and shaded by two
leaf-like folds of gray hair as smooth as
silver: "Oh. mother Clemency has not got
home" Annie cried. DIR. Elliot, this is
my mother. Mother. clemency has not got
home What do you think has happened?'
The lady came out in the hall. She had
quiet serenity Of manner. but her soft eyes
looked anxious. .Could she have stopped
anywhere, dear?" she said.
You know. mother. there is not single
house between here and her own where
Clemency ever stope,' said Annie. She
was trembling all over.
James made a movement to go what
are you going to dor cried Annie.
stop at every house between here and
DR.. Gordon's. and ask IL the people have
seen her." replied James.
Then he ran back to the ouggy, and
heard as he went little nervous call from
Annie, "Oh, let us know II
Il will let you know when find her,
cred up the lines. He kept his word. He
did stop at every house, and at every one
all knowledge of the girl was disclaimed.
There were not many houses. the road be-
ing lonely one. He was met mostly by
women. who seemed at once to share his
anxiety. One woman especially asked very
carefully sfor a description of 'Clenency.
and he gave a minute one. You say her
mother Is Ill. too" said the woman. She
was elderly. but still pretty. She had kept
her tints of youth as some wfthered flowers
do. and there seemed still to cling to her
the atmosphere of youth, as fragrance
clings to dry rose leaves. She was dressed
in rather a superior fashion to- most OF
the countrywomen. in soft lavender CASH
mere which fitted her slight. tall figure ad-
mirably. James had glimpse behind her
of q pretty interior-a room with windows
full Of blooming plants. of easy chairs and
many cushioned sofas. beside BOOK ceses.
The woman looked. so he thought. like enc
who had some private anxiety OF her own.
She kept peering up ana down the road as
they talked, as though she, too, were on
the watch for some one. She promised
James to keep a lookout for the missing
girl Poor little thing" she murmured.
There was something in her face as she said