The morning Astorian. [volume] (Astoria, Oregon) 1899-1930, 1908-07-24

tlht nre your young ltnaglnntl0nf"
"And she supports herself and bel
moihcrY' inquired Garret. with cutting
| dlrectness.
why, I suppose no." answered Julla
| languidly.
Whcreupon, with careless "Well
goodby; I'm on for a days fishing
Oycrton sauntcred away with little
comprehension OF tho feminine conster,
nation no was leaving behind him.
Julia was the frst 10 recover.
Don't you care, Catherine" she
said dcnantiy. "We'll nip that little
romance In the bud"
Several days later. upon catching
sight OF Marjorie at the window, Over.
ton swung open the little cottage gate
and called out cheerily. lost any moro
thimbles. Miss phillipsY'
Marjorie, her color mounting high
pretended not 10 hear and continued
sewing with nervous haste.
"You have another message from
Miss Robbinsi' she asked politely,
mot on your lifel" was the unexpect.
cd reply. u came on my own account
this time, Miss Phillips. want to ask
you some questions"
"im very busy, Mr.. overton.'
Garret noted the knowledge Of his
name, He remembered that he had
not mentioned II at their first inter.
view. 80 she had been making In.
qnlrIes about him! She was more In.
tercsted than she appeared.
do all girls think these frIppery
things a--a necessary matrimonial MS.
setY' he asked, indicating with nod
the piles OF snowy thin stun on the
chairs about her
"Your cousin and Miss Morton are
not exceptions, think"
AS sho mentioned the girls name
Marjorie watched 0verton's face close.
ly, but there was no betrayal Of any
personal Interest.
"Do you make a specially Of trous.
seauxr' was bis next question.
1T looks M though should have to-
Marjorie answered. "As soon as |
have finished your cousins there will
be one to make for Miss Morton. ! un.
derstand."
Really" was oyerton's surprised
exclamation. Who's the man, may
ask You have evidently been taken
into confidence"
i've evidently been taken In" was
MarJorie's scarcely audible reply as.
with flushed cheeks, she gathered up
her sewing and left the window.
'well. by JupIterr' exclaimed Over
ton as the truth OF the situation dawn
ed upon him, 80 that's the gamer
Every morning thereafter. rain or
shine. overton babe Marjorie "Good
morrow" at her window. for he had
discovered that through her garden lay
a short cut TO the village postofiice.
Marjorie. on her part. failed to hang
out mo Trespasslng' sign, though
common sense told her that she ought
to do 50. 49, w. .-.,~-,
But one sunny morning Overton, Inn
patient threw discretion and conven.
tons to tho wind.
little Miss Marjorie" he said
do you suppose could
persuade you to make a trousseau for
for my wife to be?'
The color flashed rebelllously into
cheeks, and tears gathered
IN her eyes, One daring little drop
slipped over her lashes and fell upon
Garrets hand.
why, what Is this. dearest? You're
lot crying? Don't you love me2 Don't
you want to be my wife2 thought
For answer the tired girl dropped
her head on his hands, which still held
hers. and sobbed softly.
But 0verton understood
Marjorie" be said lovingly. Took up
It me, little one"
Very shyly Marjorie lifted her pretty.
umbled head. then drew away from
he window with frightened haste.
"They are watching u.s. she whis-
'ered from behind the curtains. ''your
'ousln and her frIend.'
"I'm glad Of It." Garret replied, with
laugh. "Do you think II I should
ome back tonight, sweetheart, that
vc could tlnd any-thlmbles--in the
ut VIII be pretty dark" she an
wered softly, "but--I'll help you"