Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1906-04-23

= energy may help the average" with a laugh. Its Labor day. you know"
 Labor day. GUerjed thc girl What is that?'
 One of our American holidays" he explained. That's why atn here to- day"
 Oh" said Aline with sudden com prehension. So Labor day was appar, enuy the equivalent of those fetes of the olden times when for once all class es mingled in friendly simplicity. What q splendid idea, But no wonder she had not understood al first
 It 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 10 the rocks, others watched the gilt tering trail of the fireworks. Mile de Saint Cyr had crossed to where Der aunt stood chatting with the host ess in the twilight of the pines. Sud denly came s-s-swiSh. a flash, as one or the rockets, too powerful for the lit Ne hand which held it. exploded unex- pectedly in the direction of the trees There was warning shout, a cry and Mile. de Saint Cyr felt herself caught and pulled forcibly away, while eager fingers crushed out spark .n the frag- He laces of her gown. It was all over in second, before any one else had time 10 realize that anything had hap pened, and Mile. de Saint Cyr stood trembling, half with fright at what she mad escaped, half with anger at the in- dignity to which she had been subject ed. For she-she, AIine de Saint Cyr- had been, for no matter how brief a space, in a mans arms.
 Are you hurt?' he asked anXiousIv. and Aline knew 1t 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 word or thanks. Her purse was at home; she had nothing to offer the man for having saved her life. She felt mor- tifed. Perhaps if he could come to her aunt's=-
 Monsieur she essayed timidiy-she could not bring herself to call him gar con-.'l-I regret I have nothing to re- ward you with except my gratitude, put later at my aunts house.
 May l come and see you than?'' he broke in eagerly. II didn't know whether you would want me to- But l am often here at my sister's'-
 Nhy-Why, my aunt stammered Aline, She was conscious of horri- ble sense of embarrassment. Surely her aunt would not approve. Oh, what could she say? This was dreadful
 Bob called voice from the shad- ows. The young man started.
 Bother" he growled. Haven't I done enough for Lucie today? I sup. pose she wants me to wash up"
 "Lueie," repeated Aline
 My sister Mrs. Redvers,' impatient ly. "she said it would be so much nicer and less formal if we boys did the cooking and serving. So she let all her people off for the day. But l draw the line at washing dishes"
 For one terrible moment everything Wayered before Aline her brain whirl- ed. Then she faced him breathlessly.
 'What-what did you say your pro- fession Has|" she demanded tensely.
 "Why. the law" surprised.
 "But,' still breathless, you spoke of waitng'-
 For cases. of course,' more and more surprised. "Oh, by love-" as sudden thought flashed into his own mind Il say, you didn't think"- But Allne, her eyes very bright, set her chin hard
 Mo- she said determinedly. T didn't think. Wouldn't you-wouldn't