The Calhoun chronicle. [volume] (Grantsville, W. Va.) 1883-1984, 1908-03-10

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have fallen into doze for he was
startled to hear Ladies' deep toned.
terrifying bark and a woman's little
scream.
He looked up and saw Laddie stand
ing at the top of the steps which led
up to the house from the road barking
at something or somebody who evil
IDENTIFY stood below.
He hurried to the rescue. tits all
right" he shouted, "Laddie's as gentle
as a htten-he won't touch you"
AT this moment Mrs. Spencer APP
peared on the veranda. "Oh! you poor
darling, how hot you must be! You
must be a regular grease spot" she
said, speaking rapidly in her rather
high voice. well, now, | declare, |
believe we've been wasting our pity
you look as cool as a cucumber, doesn't
she, Josslyn? shall be dead soon,
and you'll have to bury a grease spot.
You can't cremate that, can you? But,
come right in at once and sit down;
and, let me introduce my cousin"
The introduction was duly acknowl-
edged.
1t was gay and animated scene
that Ruth Bentley and Josslyn surveyed
from their chairs under a big tree that
cast a grateful shadow. The tennis
and croquet grounds of the Albion
club were spacious and altogether ad
mirable. All the tennis nets were oc-
cupied and girls in short skirts and
rolled up sleeves were playing as Wig
orously as though it were not so in
the shade. Ruth could see Ena Spen-
GER her feet twinkling from one side
of the court to the other, laughing and
shouting directions TO her partner, and
hammering away at the balls for all
she was worth
"oh! for a book and shady nook, "
quoted Josslyn.
Ruth smiled. All well, you know,
we all have own own way of translat-
ing old Omar's words
"'Ah! make the most of what we may
yet spend,
Before we, too, into the dust descend.
You and may be wrong Ena may
be right"
you don't really think SO" he
said
She laughed merrily. no, not real
ly. Ena's meat would certainly be my
poison. But there's one advantage
that accTues to us by Enas energy. 1t
makes us feel all the cooler, doesn't
it?"
He nodded absently, his eyes fixed
on the bunch OF beautiful red roses
that she wore in an antique silver belt.
He had given them to her Just as they
were about to start for the club. She
took them with slight yet perceptible
hesitation and faint word of thanks
he could not hear. Did their red glow
ing hearts whisper any message to
her? Did their perfume breathe his
love? He could not tell.
Il am going away at tho end Of the
week. he said abruptly
He fancied that sudden shadow
chased the light from her eyes for 4
second but he could not be sure. When
she spoke her voice was calm and
friendly.
Must you?" she said. Il thought
you were enjoying the rest"
Il know. but / have been very lazy
the last few weeks My publishers are
beginning 90 stir me up about a book
have promised them for the autumn
can't write here-my mind is too dis
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am becoming restless. Curious, isn't
it? Let's stroll homeward." They
started in silence
The pause was broken by com
monplace remark from him. You don't
wap your parasol here-there's no
sun"
u forgot" she said, with little
nervous laugh. The roses I'm her belt
we're fading rapidly lie had sworn to
speak before they we're dead.
Ruth" he said, not noticing that
ne was using the name which was al
ways I'm his thoughts. may a man
speak TO you of lover
She made no answer. only the color
came and went i'm her cheeks and she
clasped the handle of her parasoI
| tightly in her hand
81 think unconsclously all my life
I have been waiting for you. / often
wondered why I didn't fall I'm love as
other men do tried TO do so. I be.
gan to think tfat love would neve.
come. I grew despairing I tried ia
dethrone an ideal and be content with
common clay, but somehow couldn't
| { am glad now ! couldn't. because yot
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