Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1908-09-18

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heart sank within him as he realized
how absorbed and determined was this
lovable, young-od woman. She re-
minded him OF a family friend who
would sit enraptured at grand opera
or concert and yet who could never
strike a single true note or carry a
tune and who wept because singing
her babies to sleep was a boon de-
MED.
Remington dropped in 30 see Wiihei-
NINA oftenest when be was sure Of
finding her alone. He avoided her din
ners and teas and chatting dish sup
pers. He found Wflhelmina's society
a real inspiration IN his work, for
Remington had a mission. He wished
to transplant TO the suburbs of New
York the love OF odd English archftec-
ture which he had absorbed during bis
year IN the English provinces. And
Wffhedmtna o only appreciated Eng
lsh architecture, but she seemed In
stfnctfyely TO grasp It's fundamental
principles.
Remington had not dared to tell her
how much he had depended upon her
working out his plans for the cottage
contest IN the ladies' round the year
guest" That was why, with triumph
tightening hts heels and Frightening
his eyes. be rushed into her studio n
stormy March day. the letter of SUI
preme Importance held aioft. And
Wilhelmina sprang up abruptly from
the mas OF pillows on her dfvan and
tried bravely but Intellectually 10 hide
her tears.
Remington stopped. JOY freezing on
his lips at sight OF her obvious grief.
"Wflheimina. what has happened?
Tell me at once"
Daniels sent me home-toid me to
pack up my brushes and go away.
BIS class was not for such as IT.
The wretched truth was out. Dan
ias. whose special course Mt the acade-
my was for the chosen few. the few
with money To pay. had turned her out.
money or no money. Line many a
genius, he declined TO teach those who
gave no promise.
And Remington realized bitterly that
the blow ha' been doubiy hard because
OF the false hopes raised In this wo-
mans heart by those who had Toasted
at her board.
Like a fash from the skies cane his
inspiration.
II am sorry II you are disappointed,
dear girl" he said. drawing her gently
down On the divan and gripping her
hand firmly In hts, but It gives me the
courage to tell you what l wanted to
say for a long time. VIII you drop
stfli life and the figure. odls and studio
lffeand dig hard into Architecture
and interior decoration? That's your
gift. Fve known It ever since the hrst
night l stepped into this room and
studied your hnngfngs. And she who
helps to build a home Is as great as she
who paints pictures Cor its walls. VIII
your
d you think l could reailyr'
His woods had been balm to her
aching ears. She raised those wonder
fui gray e 10 his brown ma and
her lips curved into a smile pathetic
fiy-bfave nfd-wof1arfy. again
Remington did the thing he had not
anticipated. He bent over deliberately
and kissed the lovely lips.
II want to be your teacher" be said
gently. mot for a few weeks or
months, but always. Why. you know
we've done those cottage drawings to-
gether and won! Here's the letter.
Well build one of these very houses
on the site l was showing you last
week. In the attic we'll have our
studio. Think of the houses we can
plan there. with the whole of New
York hafbor 10 inspire us! And some
day when Daniels wants us TO design
a house for him we'll laugh and turn
him down."
Donald Remington" she said. stern
eyes. do you call this a proposal Of
partnership or matrimonyT-
Look me In the eye and ask that
question again." he said.
Her glance fell before his.
II am thirty-four tomorrow" she
murmured family.
You are the loveliest woman IN the
world and the only n for me. !
knew that the first time | saw you.
Besides, l am of age myself. VIII you
marry me tomorrow
81 will not?' gasped the astonished
Wflheimfna.
"Why not?" argued Remington.
Because | give a dinner tomorrow
night to a ~crowd-and there is no time
to call 1t off. 1t was to celebrate the
coming of Daniels"
Just for an instant the shadow Of re-
greet fell upon her lovely face, and
Remington, seeing It, took her In his
arms.
BLESS the old bear! If he'd pro-
nounced you a genius where would I
have been?'
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