The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1908-11-17

gray haired postmaster peered through
the small opening, his eyes shining
above the gold rims Of his glasses.
There's a letter here for B. Bow
ers' Be that your
Eyes. Miss B. Bowers" affirmed Be
linda.
"Well, there amt no Miss on it, but
reckon it's yours, all right" and he
handed her the letter.
Belinda was too happy day dreaming
to open the uninteresting looking legal
envelope. It might be a bill, so she
thrust it between the leaves Of her
magazine When she and Patsy reach
ed a shady apple orchard, surrounded
by a low stone wall, Belinda settled
herself comfortably and opened the
missive.
Dear b." it ran, "hope this finds
you wide awake and that you've dis
covered something doing in Cedarvale
understand there's nothing doing in
CedarviIle. l understand there's moth
ing In the line of females up there I'M
der sixty, except one queen, named Be
lluud DOWclb- mt ACA AooN WAAtNA
at Mrs. Alston's. Stop painting fool
pictures and see If you can't get next
to her royal highness. Ia. ia.
BUZZ"
Belinda's eyes were beaming with
the humor of the mistake. She looked
again at the envelope. 1t certainly
bore her name, yet the letter was evil
IDENTITY meant for other eyes. Who was
"BuzzY
PATSY, old doggie,' said Belinda as
she patted him affectionately on the
head. There's something in Cedar
vale at last, and methinks we're it."
Patsy barked with delight at the
sudden turn Of affairs. Then some
thing on the other side Of the wall at
tracted his attention, and he bounded
over, barking necessarily. Belinda fol
lowed him with her glance and discov-
cred that an artist was sketching about
! fifty feet away. The dog paid no at
tention to her recalling whistle, and
she followed him.
"Come here this minute, young man"
she called in a stern voice.
The artist rose.
"At your service" he murmured as
he bowed before her.
81 was calling the dog" explained
Belinda, much embarrassed.
II realize that" parted the man,
"but since the dog refuses | thought
l might do"
Inwardly Belinda told herself that
decidedly he would do, but for answer
she gave him an irresistible laugh
won't you sit down under the shade
| Of my apple tree, Miss Bowers?' sug
gested the man, suddenly turning host
Belinda made herself comfortable
and the man dropped down beside her
How did you know that | was Miss
BowersY' inquired Belinda finally.
"How did | known echoed her com
| panion. "Cedarvale is a small place.
! and when beautiful girl lands in our
midst the whole town talks Of nothing
else" He laughed aloud at the thought.
and then, with more seriousness. he
added, MAY l go on?"
| Belinda was interested and gave her
| consent
''Well, to be frank with you, | saw
you the night you and your mother ar
rived, and I've been hankering for an
introduction ever since. Why, I've
even hung about dark lanes hoping to
rescue you. I've gone to dances where
I've been the only man present in
| hopes that some of the antediluvians
might Introduce me. But all efforts
were futile until this disobedient pup
has made me his everlasting debtor"
"In case Patsy wants to send in a
bill for services rendered" coyly de
manded Belinda, what's the debtors
Manner
my names Hazard Bellington
Forbes Hazard. Never heard of me,
did your"
well, / once read a short article
about you" acknowledged Belinda hel
eyes swapping with delight. 'Thats
an awfully long name Of yours,
though" she continued. What dc
your friends call you when they are
In a hurryY'
"JuSt B., he INFORMED ner, ana
Belinda actually giggled.
Two hours later the trio were back
on the hotel piazza. and Belinda had
not mentioned the letter. The next
day and every day thereafter found
the three companions taking long
walks. and Belinda realized that shi
was doing very little reading. while
Hazard left his canvas in most un
finished condition.
The season at Cedarvale was al
most at an end, and the trees in the
orchard were laden with gorgeous rec
fruit. Patsy was chasing birds, whil'
Belinda was curled up at the foot Of
favorite tree, and Hazard was be
side her. This morning there seemed
to be long. unaccountable pauses II
the conversation, and for some reason
Belinda felt a premonition Of whai
was forthcoming.
did you ever read what people
thought about your" asked Belinda
"Yes. / read a short article about
myself once written by one of my
dearest friends, Buzz Murray" he &C
knowledged. "But l must say In de
Tense Of my friend that 1t was nevel
intended for my eyes"
"Do you mean Mr.. B. O. Murray
Mrs. Alston's friendT inquired Be
lindg.