Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1907-08-09
ROCKVILLE MARYLAND. FRIDAY MORNING, AUGUST 8, 1907
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The unusual is ever the most attrac
tive. From his assortment Of morning
mail Bower first Of all selected the one
unbusinesslilxe envelope and hastily
tore 1t open. He read sol ,iy, with ris-
ing elation:
My Dear Jimmy-Monday evening next.
April /, l am planning little heart SUR
prise party In honor of little sisters BIRTH
day. 1t won't be complete without one Of
her beet friends, SO please out everything
ana Come should have let you Know
sooner had not expected to see you at
the club reception last night. Where were
you-out with the other girlf Anyway.
Monday evening without fail. Your sim
cere friend.
GRACE LOUISE ELsToN.
at wouldn't do to miss Marjorie's
birthday-in memory of three years
ago. II for no other reason" he medi-
tated.
"Too bad she had to kick up such
fuss over nothing. How was l to
blame? She must have walked up,
or never should have been invited.
wonder But at that moment the
pile of business letters caught his eye
reprovingy.
Arriving early at the ElstOn home,
he found the apartment ablaZe with
hearts. Large ones adorned the cur
tains and electroliers, while smaller
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about In picturesque profusion. Above
the main doorway hung flying Cupid
prince of romance.
The early arrivals had formed into
interested groups. More than once
Bower thought he heard the mention
of some engagement, but upon drawing
nearer he was met by sudden change
of subject and what seemed half
startled glances. At last he cornered
his hostess.
"What does heart party usually
mean?" she parted, with laugh that
Jared strangely on his nerves. "Oh,
there's Mr.. Stanwood. l must see that
he meets some of the out-of-tOwners."
and she was gone
Just then Marjorie entered. Little
sister," as he had once called her, look
ed very much grown up tonight. Bow
err was among the first to press for
ward with congratulations. How many
IL 1t this timer he quizzed In well
felgned ignorance. Let's see, three
years ago it was nineteen. This time
you throw double twos-sign OF good
luck"
She smiled In some embarrassment
"You have too good q memory, Jim.
Can't you ever forget2 After the teens
a girl isn't 80 proud of her age"
He made way for the others with a
tingllng sensation OF loss. After all,
had II been so much her fault three
years ago2 At the other side of the
room he caught sight of Miss Sherwood
beckonIng to him with parted lips. Me-
chemically he crossed to her side.
II was never 80 stumped In my iife,"
confided his companion. "You are an
old friend Of the family, Mr.. Bower.
Did Miss Eiston tell you before to-
nightY
Il was about as much In the dark as
any one" he evaded.
anu ull gOu bSt thS pAS tNe-
tied on. ITS n perfect beauty"
Jim smiled to hide his suspicion.
Those best wishes were they as limo
Gently attached to her birthday as he
had supposed? He tried to recall her
new friends. but none seemed to fit
the case
"Well, II you can't tell me any more
about the man than that, guess I'll
hunt up some one who can" Miss
Sherwood disappeared with parting
shot. II always supposed you were the
right bower In that game"
Miss Elston was passing the tally
cards "'rhe head table Is up there"
she Indicated. "and the BOBBY at the
other end AS there are two people
short the poorest couple at the last
table win have to drop out each time
until the next change. You'll find a
consolation coy corner In the cOnserv-
atory."
Starting at the third table, Jim slow
suddenly dropped to the other end.
Marjorie was already there.
"Unlucky In cards. she laughed.
"You might have given fellow
little warming" he grieved sort of
chance to renew his option" But the
sound Of the bell cut short the CONVEX
sation.
For the next ten minutes he played
ntroclously, now heaping hearts upon
her score. now adding needlessly to his
own. The other pair exchanged know
Ing gances He couldn't have made
palmer bid for the coy corner. Yet
Marjorie seemed obllvious.
"NOw tell me all about It," began
Jim few minutes later.
Marjorie hesitated.
'There isn't so much to tell" she be-
gan slowly at last Clinton Ii a dis
tant cousin OF mine. He cares for me,
and I care for him. He's well off-and
generous and good looking" She
weighed each winning quality with a
deliberation that hurt. "And, above
all. he knows his own mind. Why
shouldn't love himT' she demanded,
turning suddenly to her companion.
"Oh, don't mind me tonight" he
deprecated Its just this: can't
seem to realize what it all means to
me. We did have such good times
once. Marble"
She started at the sound Of her nick
name. 30 dearly loved OF old. I'VE
were children then" re6ectively.
And you promised to give me FIRST,
chance II any one else came along" he
pursued. drawing closer.
''Did !, really? How foolish of meT