The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1908-12-22

GRANTHAM STARED AT HIS FRIEND MO
MENT, SCARCELY coMPREHENDINe.
onds to observe the placid countenance
of Grantham, decided that any speech
was inadequate and lit a fresh cigar.
"You see," resumed Grantham,
smiling in an exasperatingly salts
fed manner. 81 just happened to trail
after her a bit in canoe one fine day
this summer. The way her queenly
little head was set on her shoulders
and the way her soft hair blew about
In the wind and the way she handled
paddle
bingham, brutally unsympathetic. do
you mean to say that you can rave
like that over a girl whose face you
have never SEEM?
Grantham nodded.
"Bet she's as homely as a mud
fence" grunted Cunningham.
"That doesn't make any difference"
announced Grantham. II love her,
and 1 shall marry her just the same"
"And meanwhile you don't even
know where she lives" Cunningham
reminded him.
ooh, have a notion may meet her
any day. My guide said the guide in
her canoe was taking around some
Boston people So you see the case
isn't hopeless, Cunning" Grantham
concluded affably.
By the time the two men had met
again Grantham had seen her.
Her face?" demanded Cunningham
abruptly.
mo, Just her back" sighed Gran
than ecstatically.
well. how In thunder did you rec
ognize her-that's what I'd like to
known"
"Grantham, I'd know her anywhere.
Whether she wore a little white
sweater, a tailor made gown or an
evening frock, I'd know her. She
can't disguise the pose of that queenly
head. She can't
Probably she can't" interrupted
Cunningham indifferently. "Eslt l
must say the affairs little too high
pitched for my common comprehen-
sion. My sister thinks it's awfully
exciting, though. I've been telling her
about 1t.
Says she'd just be in the seventh
heaven of happiness if anything so ro-
mantic-I think that's the word she
nsed-ever happened to her. Tried TO
convince me that it was noble ana
courageous of you to declare you'd
marry girl you knew you could love,
no matter what she looked like. told
her II was idiotic foolishness."
At this Grantham chuckled and set
fled himself still more comfortably In
the big easy chair. "She would De
perfectly stunning" he unused, soto
voce. .'in an evening frock."
Cunningham sighed. Lets go to the
theater." he urged. you ought 10
keep in the public eye, you know, II
you're going to bring this WHO -lne
wisp chase to finish"
The play was fairly amusing puI
Grantbam found time to study the
hacks of the different women.
Suddenly toward the end of the Sec
ond act he grasped Cunningham's arm
L
tightly.
"she's here" he whispered. LOOK
in the second lower box at the left.
Cunningham looked. In fact he mao
scarcely looked anywhere else since
the play began.
isn't she beautifulT Grantnam
breathed.
Cunningham nodded sullenly. Come
on ont" he almost commanded as the
curtain fell on an UNDECIDED climax.
In corner of the lobby, apart from
tbe crowd. the two men halted Gun
niugbam cleared his throat.
"Grantham," he began impressiveiy,
81 have to shatter your dream. But
Won can't have her. I've chosen hef
myself"
"Has she chosen your" ne asked
quietly. -,
"Why, no; can't say that she has,
Cunningham admitted reluctantly
"But I'm hoping she will I'm playing
a very discreet game. I'm not boring
her to death the way all the others are"
you'll introduce met" Grantham