Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1906-10-28

a little-and were willing to wait until
could give you all you ought to have,ther
obstacle too hard to overthrow for your
sake. Evelyn, was it worth while for me
to have come? Do you care at alp
No" said Miss Frost. mol am sor
holding clattered to the floor and Halo
we'll stopped to pick them up. When he
raised his head she saw that he was very
white, and his eyes were dulled like ar
animals in pain.
Thank you-for being honest-perhaps-
it Is better His voice was not quite
steady. He turned from her and looked
toward Mrs. Martin, gayly chatting witt
Your sister" he began. uncertainty, and
then suddenly Evelyn left her chair by the
table and crossed over to where he stood
Louise is talking-she is always talk
ing" she laughed, but there was a trace
of tears in the laugh. "You-you make il
SO hard for me" Her voice died almost
to a whisper. Cant you understand? II
isn't the money or things like that that
now-perhaps-" Hallowell wheeled sharp
ly about.
You mean?" he said. you mean?"
II mean" said Miss Frost that you
have let your tea get cold-and If you are
a sensible man you will sit down while
give you another cup
X
IT have just come from the Hallowell-
Frost wedding, where 1 figured matron
Of HONOR wrote Mrs. Jim Markle to a
bosom crony, still lingering on her sum-
mer wanderings, land when I have told
you about it, you will never cease regret
ing that you missed SO important an event.
you see, Evelyn and Mr.. Hollowell first
met at my Halloween party, two years
ago, and he fell in love with her right
4,,'f ,i,,ly CHI 4 h &c
way then, but now she Is perfectly crazy
about him! They had a romantic notion
about being married on the anniversary
of that first meeting, and having Hal
loween wedding. and you know what Eve
Ign wants usually comes her way.
They were married in st. AIMS at noon,
and the little church looked like yeritable
rantin kirn,' as Burns would call it, with
grains and fruit and nuts for decorations,
instead of flowers. Ny dear, have you any
notion of the beauty Of corn that is ready
for husking, and oats at threshing time?
Would you believe that their pale tints,
backed by autumn leaves, in all the glory
of October coloring, make color scheme
that is simply fascinating? Can you pic
ture quaint shuck baskets chat sounds
frightfully unromantic, doesn't IT'D piled
pumpkins, appearing in an occasional al
cove that is banked with grain?
IF you have any notion of what all this
is like, then possibly you can dream OF
Evelyn went UP the aisle between white
and yellow ribbons, held up by tiny chill
dren dressed as Halloween fairies, who
scattered oats-not flower petals-in her
path She wore white satin, of course, and
carried white chrysanthemums, but my
gown and the bridesmaids were pale yell
low-thank heaven, my complexion viii
still stand it!
''Mr. Hallowell gave the ushers the dear
est stickpins, topped with tiny pumpkin
heads, and Evelyn's presents to us were
belt buckles of gold and topaz with two
fairies clasping hands. am wild for you
to see mine!
''There was nothing at the house except
a tiny breakfast for the wedding party,
with the same Halloween notion carried
out on the table, and we had boxes for
the cake, shaped like miniature pumpkins.
There is to be q big, conventional reeep-