Alma record. (Alma, Mich.) 1878-1928, 1907-05-29

with me TO Archie Hunters studio tea
this afternoon. The way you have
shut yourself on from all OF US. Just
because your father dropped money In
the wrong copper mine. Is inexcusable.
Pen-there are So many who loved you
In spite OF your money and love you
more now because you haven't any
won't you conner
st. Anthony himself couldn't refuse
you. Kathie." said Penelope. pushing
aside her work. Il am going. and
what Is more, l shall wear my new
spring frock. made over from one that
last year I might have given to my
maid"
Penelope could say such things with
out touch OF bitterness. She seemed
rather to glory In the fact that she was
self supporting. able to face the world
which had promised her so much and
then Withdrawn its hypocritical smiles.
Through the open door OF Hunters
studio came the click OF teacups and
confused murmur OF well bred voices.
Jolly glad to see you." exclaimed
Hunter. looking up into Penelope's
gray blue eyes. Sometimes he had
thought that II he could have looked
down instead OF up. she might have
said Yes" instead OF mo"
Isn't 1t good crowd today? You
see, had something special to bring
them. You haven't met Lecca yet.
have you? Hello there, old chap!
want you to know Miss Gardiner. You
wouldn't think he was an italian, Ell,
Pen?" Hunter ratified on. who ever
heard OF a six foot Italian, with blond
hair at that?'
MY friend Hunter said that he
would not make OF me either a lion or
yet curio. but listen how he talks"
Some one turned on an electric light,
and before Its fash the soft shadows of
the studio disappeared. Penelope gave
little gasp and slowly from Lecca' 8
face every vestige OF color faded.
Penelope recovered first.
"Ah. there Is Dorothy Kent pouring
tea. | know II will be worth drink
ing" And Lecca, dazed. watched the
| trail OF shimmering clel blue wolfe
skirt across Hunters priceless rugs to
the tea table. There for several min
utes she stood with her back turned
full upon the group around her host
and his guest OF honor.
She was the center OF another laugh
ing group when she felt his compelling
gaze drawing her away from the chat
ter Hunter was speaking to her In a
tone which the tense, nervous girl did
not realize was one OF remuneration.
"Lecca has been unpacking some OF
his traps In my farther room. He
wants to know IL you would like to
see them. It's an honor. Pen. Even
l have not seen the picture he expects
to exhibit at the academy next month
He's fine fellow. Met him last year
In Paris. Awfully glad he has taken
shine TO you"
Without speaking Penelope passed
through the door whose hangings Lee
ca drew aside for her He crossed tc
a canvas and threw back the drapery
which hid Ii.
IL have named 1t The Old World and
the New" he said simply.
Penelope looked with widening eyes
There was the tapestrled wall OF the
throne room In all its old world color
ings, faded, In places almost obscure
while against II, vital, full OF grace
and vigor, was the figure Of an aler,
American girl clad In navy blue broad
cloth, a velvet picture hat on her soft
brown hair and great bouquet o,
Roman violets at her belt.
you see, have done what you said
something worth while-and, having
done IL, / have come to show IL to you
and your people. l wanted you Il
know that you had made II possible
IL Is not for sale He drew himself
up proudly. and she reached out hel
head pleadingly
And II II wss-I-I could not buy II
Much has happened to me since the
day-ln the throne room. We've have
lost everything"
"Ahw The man drew a long, deer
breath. Fate has indeed been kind
otherwise l might not speak l was
a foolish boy, unworthy son OF q giftee
father. proud OF my authority In tn,
royal guard and my toy uniform
faugh-until you came and the man II
me cried out In shame. You said
could do 1t. Have / done II wei
enough 10 please your
She bowed her head and then raised
II again. Yes. without the helmet ant
the high heels, he still lowered abov,
her, and then her eyes fell before hi
earnest gaze.
That day-it was the same, tn,
glance, the fash, you will forgive me
the message OF love. In our country
love does not walt Yet for five years
l have worked for you. All am yo,
have made. Today may be artist I,
our king VIII you Gomez
ITO my king-yes."
And. though his next words were Of
his own country. the girl understood
for the language OF love Is the same
In the old world and In the new.
Men as Bosrders.