The times dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1903-1914, 1907-02-24
By MRS. BURTON HARRISON
Continued from Interpretation Section.

sprung UP. SHE saw nothing odd In
the old fellows quaint manners, his
liomely exterior, his shyness niid rev.
erence toward women. She had always
liked his having come out Of tho South-
ern rather than the Northern portion
OF the States, feeling, somehow. more
in touch with people from below the
tabled limo Of Mason and Dixon than
with their aggressvely PROSPEROUS
neighbors She liked Ills showing notf-
Ing Of his wealth and potentlality. nnd
It must DO snid she liked him for be-
ing the progenitor of Posey who had
finally wound herself and tangled her
self in the downagcr's hcartstrings,
not to be dislodgcd.
They had been talking OF the glr.
md the fact that despite hor brilliant
little sortIe into London society, sllo
did not look quite happy--quitc her.
self
1T will be as we'll for her when It
us all over. said Lndy Campstown,
plying her knitting-pins but I don't
think it's done her real harm to have
seen things the way we do them. And
another year, pcrhaps--who knows?
T, There arc always changes" She ended
with a sigh,
IF you are abiding to my daugh-
ters marriage. maam.' said Herbert
J Winstanley, speaking with authority
and swallowing lump of final dis
appointment, II was wanting n chancg
to tell you that she's about concluded
that John Glynn and she Will be bet.
| ter friends than lovers. I had been
= suspectlng something OF the kind when
she told me--on the Fourth it was,
and I had to laugh when she said
George Washington and tho cherry
/ tree. because she couldn't tell lie.
!, That's Posey, Lady Campstown. Always
laughaon her lip when tear is in
her eye. ] saw how hard 1t went
with her to have to rob nc OF n dear
been living It'd not have been let go
so far. It's d hard thing for man
\ Of my age to play on a little delicate
] musical instrument like girls heart.
LIS over. anyhow. and she's written
giving G!ynn his freedom. think
! circumstances, mn'am. seeing you're
the best substitute for n mother tho
little girl has had. She doesn't want
you to think her light or trihin' in
such things; She tried hard to be loyal
. to him and me. But even II
3 she'd loved John well enough to bs
his wife there was an obstacle. He
had kept company with another young
lady first, and they'd been separated
by his being poor. .,I presume
i you'll agree that a young fellow who'd
Il once been In love with Miss Helen
4 Carstairs conld't find giving her up
as easy as It seemed"
80 that's the meaning of it all2"
! cried her ladyship. dropping her knit.
ting, which the Schipperkc proceeded
4 to guard as If 1t were Dutch baby
Il asleep in canaI-boat II often Won
dered. but could not be sure. I al
e most thought 1t was NJ. de Mariol"
4 well. shouldn't think that would
4 suit, exactly" said the old man. eau
Il tiously nodding his Anglo Saxon head
mot but what he's q nice man thu
Monseer. But, as things look now,
my boy Is q better match for Mr.. Car
stairs's daughter, and John'li feel more
sure of himself to ask her again. She's
had hard time, that sweet lady. and
10 forget It in. You see ma'am. my
I Posey thinks John Will ask her again.
!, Lady Campstown. who had long
d since resigned herself to see the vision
OF Helen at Beaumanoir fade from, her
;. Imagination. here felt q great new Jot
! | OF hope spring UP In her heart and
water everything around It. Her with
cred check glowed rosy red, her eyea
{ had girlish lustre. She hardly pre-
!. sumed to put her thoughts into words,
and yet the mild blue orbs OF old alr.
III Winstanley had fixed themselves upon
hers with singular significance
Mr.. winstanley! YOU have another
i, idea?" she exclaimed. ncrvously tren,b-
$ ling.
several ma.an," said Herbert Win
! i stanley. You know by this time.
9 reckon. that your nephew got that bad
hurt on the cheek and just missed
!. losing his cyesight. to save Posey
3 from n mad woman. Girls set store
by such experiences, I suppose. But
G long ago. on the steamer, saw she
$ fancied him nightly. IL. / won't
! conceal from you, mn'am, 1t isn't what
I I'd have picked ont for Poscy. Doesn't
; seem suitable for such a Hall Colum-
: bia sort Of girl. now. does It? But
Clandonald's white man, III say that
: for him. go. And m wife set a
4 great store by English people and their
: homes. . They're staying away
\ good long time. those young folks
t The doctors threaten I'll have
to spend my winters In Cannes, the
Y years that are left to me. but I reckon
r Villa Rain des Fays is big enough
: for US ALL"
y When Clandonald + and Posey came
r back -nt last from seeing the white
g peacocks they were walking hand ir
r hand, and a great peace had settled
II upon their faces.
4 rr5E END