The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1907-11-19
Beulah's
Engagement.
BY ANNE HEILMAN.
Copyrighted. 1907, by P. c. Eastment

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'Tell me your object In wanting this
secretaryship. Fackerel," suggested
Judge Delmas, apparently obliviou6 OF
his guests dilemma. why you, with
almost unliInited wealth at your com.
mand, should desire such a position
puzzles me-"
"Am very well OFF, queried Fack.
erel- you know money just means
figures to twelve dollar per week
bank clerk"
you are better of than this young
Hobson, who wants secretary. He's
also client OF mine"
"Whatr' exclaimed Fackerel excited.
ly. Tit Is incredibler'
The Judge smiled reassuringly.
Though Delmas had known his old
friends nephew but two or three days,
he had taken a fancy to the boy.
Ned Fackerel was about twenty-fv
a well set up, broad shouldered rellow,
with a fresh, unlined face, which made
him look younger than he was. He
had well shaped head, with steady,
deep set eyes and square jaw.
well, judge" went on the boy in his
deep, pleasant voice, "since I've come
into this money the papers have been
printing columns about me and my
wealth. I'm besieged by reporters and
deluged with congratulations and invi.
tations from people never heard Of.
I'd like to drop out of sight for awhile
until learn the ropes, you know, and
/ can't travel very far because you'll
need me to sign papers now and again
And should like to try being a rich
mans secretary so that could see a
little life from the inside.
ut will not do you any HARM" said
the judge, land the experience may do
you good"
Hobson was only too glad to have a
secretary recommended by the judge
and as Fackerel was quick and adapta.
Bile he had little trouble. He accom-.
panied the young millionaire to his
great country house, where Hobson ex-
pected to entertain In lavish fashion
with the assistance of an amiable
pleasure loving aunt
One morning after a nights carousal
with some congenial friends Hobson
sent a peremptory summons for his
secretary.
''The Warnings are coming today" he
announced. 81 rearly forgot all about
It. You'll have to go to the station,
Fackerel I'm hanged If l feel up to
II, and some one must meet her males
ty."
very well, SIR" replied the secre-
tary, rather stif1y. Hobson's way OF
speaking of women did not coincide
with Fackerel's ideas, and the youth
always grew especially ruff1ed at Hob
sons careless mention of the girl be
expected to marry.
Tackerel had never seen Beulah War
ing. When he arrived at the station
to find the train In and a n1mber of
people looking about expectantly, he
was puzzled. He was making his way
across the platform when he saw a
tall, sun Drowned girl coming toward
him. AS she stepped aside quickly to
avoid being run down by truck load
Of trunks the bag slipped from her
shoulder, and she tripped over 1t, fall
ing straight into Fackerel's outstretch.
ed arms.
"Oh, hope you aren't hurtP' he ex-
claimed so fervently that she smiled
at him.
mot bit, thank you," she replied.
Can you tell me whether Mr.. Hob.
sons trap is here?"
II can indeed" he answered; picking
up the bag II drove it over to meet
Miss Waring."
II am Beulah Warning. And-you?"
she inquired In rather imperious
way.
81 am Mr. Hobson's secretary" STAN.
mered Fackerel
THE others are coming on a later
train. hurried on for round Of golf
before luncheon, as knew the GreeH
and Denisons were already here" she
explained as Fackerel assisted her int,
the trap.
The coming of Beulah Warning was
an event In Ned Fackereps life. With
the single mindedness of thoroughly
sincere and unworldly man he fell In
love with her deeply and for all time
Beulah was honestly unconscious of
1t, though she might have known II
had she stopped to reason out kis
thoughtfulness for her, his gentle air
Of protection and Difference and his
deep. silent delight In her society. She
was not In any way self conscious, and
love had never touched her.
Her distaste for her approaching
marriage was absorbing her mind to
the exclusion Of all else. Hobson was
the only one who understood the situa.
ton, and he found a vast amount OF
quiet, cynical amusement in 1t. He
said nothing to Beulah, whose engage.
ment to him had been the fruition OF
scheming mothers work, because he
expected her to allow him great lati-
tude in his own affairs.
On the night of Beulah's birthday
there was dinner at the house. While
1t was in progress Fackerel was strid.
ing up and down secluded path on
The lawn having 1t out with himself.
He knew at last just where he stood
and how he felt toward Beulah, and
he determined rightly or wrongly that
she should know something of his feel
ings for her.
After time he grew calmer. Look
ing up. he saw Beulah coming straight
to him over the lawn, her white gown
cleaning against the dark background
Of the trees.
You haven't even congratulated me,
Mr.. Fackerel," she began. land now
my birthday is nearly over"
1--WE been hoping all day for the
chance, Miss Warning. II want to beg
you to accept this in remembrance Of
some one to whom you have been very
kind"
He held out to her a small square
box, and she took 1t wonderingly.
How nice Of you'll Why, Mr.. Fack-
box and saw the exquisite pendant Of
diamonds, how perfectly beautiful
and how good of you, but
"But what?" he asked as she paused
irresolutely.
81 cannot accept so costly a gift,
and-from you," she said.
II want you to have it," he persist
ed, ito remember me, If you will,
when am gone"
"GoneT' she repeated. why, surely
you are not going away?"
Tomorrow, and this is our
"But why do you goT' she interrupt
ed. suddenly growing white and visit
full. 81 don't want you to CO. need
Won. r.