The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1907-11-15
ROMANCE.
wilful Pansy Gets a Proof of Its
Unreality.
Unrea1iIy.

4.s9s..S%ISs.s!s&SA
been studying--of course, where he had
been studying-of young Ralph Ray
Gitkale, the reckless spendthrift, yet
handsome and lovable scion of the
house of Gitkale, who, despite all OF
his youthful wildness at the various
European universities to which he had
been sent, was fairly idolized by his
father, and who was still remembered
by all Of the older tenants on the man.
or estate as a handsome, rollick1ng,
de'il-may-care lad whose antics In the
villass were never at an end.
And now, today, that same gay Ralph
Ray, now grown to manhood, and with
the appealing record of having been
chucked out of three European univer-
stiles for his rollickingness, was re-
turning to the old manor, there to be
welcomed by his father and mother
and sisters, and, in day or so, to
take complete charge Of the immense
carpet works, his old father having
made that announcement to the heads
of the departments only a short time
before.
On the following forenoon our beau
tiful young heroine, Wilful Pansy, her
heart filled with inexplicable joy, was
bending over her loom, when there
strolled up to the railing behind
which she worked tall, broad-shoul-
| dered, rather good looking young chap,
with the exception that his eyes were
some bloodshot and that he had other
| indications about him of being good
deal of a rummy.
All! Who shall say, dear reader,
that. after all, Kismet and Nirvana and
Kharma haven't great deal to do
| with our little affairs here on earth?
With tremulous heart and tremb-
ling hands Wilful Pansy bent over
! her work at the loom. What had
brought him there SO soon? What
| wild, impossible whim of the god
of good fortune had brought him,
straight as if he were being guided
there by some unseen hand, right up
to her very loom, and at a moment,
| too, when she was conscious of look
ing her very tidest, for hadn't she,
that morning, spent a full hour, by
the light of the little lamp in her
room-for it was before daylight
fixing her hair and arranging the big
black vampire shaped black ribbons in
her back hair so as to get the most
winsome effect out Of them? She
| sure had!
And there he was, standing at the
| little rail, just gazing and gazing at
her as she bent over the loom-and
the whole world, decked in rose,
swan before her!
II wonder what he is thinking" she
said to herself as her heart went pit
a-pat. 81 wonder if he is noticing that
dimple on the right hand side of my
facet must smile, as it to myself, so
that he will see that" and as if swept
by some tender humorous thought the
beautiful young mill girl smiled until
she knew that the dimple ought to be
showing up fine.
Il mustn't let him see me looking
at him." she said to herself, her heart
beating faster and faster, land yet, if
/ SOuAu only OdbCA dAOLucI SlduCG at
his face" and stealthily she shot a
quick glance at him out of the corner
of her eye.
And when she did that he caught her
at it, and he actually smiled back at
her!
my heaven! He lis going to say
something to me-" she said to herself
than. "oh, dear, If he should ask for
the honor of seeing me home from the
mill-I've read stories just like that
and then make me some compliment
about my hair, know l shall just
perish from embarrassment; deed
SHALL" and for a moment she felt
panic stricken. But must gain con-
troll of myself. Perhaps-who knows?
1T will not be long before he will
ask me up to the manor house to meet
his mother and sisters, and how hor-
ribly jealous all the old things of girls
will be If he does that, and then may
be he'll"
However, Wilful Pansy, the beauti-
full mill girl, was just little bit
ahead Of the sprint on her. dope. He
did speak to her, IL is true. but what
he said, as he pointed the unsteady