The Cairo bulletin., 1908-01-01
'WHAT sHAI.I. BE HER NAMEf''


her mothers the other relative RE-
piled.
"How do you know that il ~
story book manner the iirst speakev
inquired
why, haven't rou read that new
authors book, olive His name "
Justine Wilburn, was the reply
Well. after mueh debate the baby's
name was finally selected: she was
henceforth known as Olive seresa
clemonte.
Justine Wilhurn was standing
not IN the center Ct an admiring
drawing room crowd bat on the
reed bordcred brink of 4 little silver
brooklet which mrrrily slipped
|ibrougn the vide antgaia Drowned
fields, He looked about him with
the Keen. admlring eye of an artist.
| He had come away from tho
gay city, apparently 10 spend
a day OF meditation in the depths
OF the quiet country. II this
was bis purpose. lis train ~ shoughs
was soon dis.mrbed. fnr Il rustic WAS
a.aibIe; then, as Wilbara looked
around. he saw a girI OF > or SO
standing ut the epeling Of tae hedge,
Where, mad ne seen that fair las
before Those great blue eyes. so
full of expression. were familiar 70
him; there was only one who had
ever possessed that grace and beauty
OF form ant face, He could only stam-
mer an apology for trespassing. How
the girls silver laugh startled hiIa
as she said oh, you are MT tres
passor; these fields belong 10 my
aunts: ! am Olive Clemonte."
If the girl nad thrust knife into
Wilburn, she could not have burt
him more. The shock OF what he
learned at that moment confled
him for many days under the hos
pitable roof OF Olive Clemonte's
aunts
One day, however, there vas great
rejoicing In the cottage. as Mil5nrn
told this story;
Fifteen years before this time.
Olive" the popular book. had
brought It's author great honor. but
not happiness. for he constantly saw
before him the sweet pleading face
of bis wife, Olive Ciemonte. as she
implored him not 10 20 away justine
Wilburn, or as was his name. Har-
old Clemonte. was nasty. SO he went
away from the little cottage, all be-
cause Olives relatives declared he
was too poor to keep comfortable
home
Putting all entreaties away. he
FASTENED away from the new home.
blind to the fact tnat be was leav-
ing his Young bride alone to bear
the merciless reproaches of her rela-
tives. So the Young wife resided With
her two sisters for while. hut grad
ually pined awak. leaving only as,
token the pink-faced baby.
Ciemonte had various talents. all
OF which olives relatives condemn
ed as useless; these be resolved 70
prove both useful and wortay. The
first book. Olive. Vas written
three months after his departure.
Ciemonte wrote tbs narrative IN dss-
pair ana faint oape. little thinking
II Vculd be the feRpdstion Of ais fa-
ture position and happiness A
time went on Harold Clsmonte. IN
der the assumed name Of Justine
wilbur. wen great praise as
writer and sketch artist. He heard
or his vifes death. when in as
tant country. and lost all desire 70
return TO tae place where he could
no longer see the beloved face Bat
Impulse. the great magnet had
drawn aim At last 70 the old fami-
liar spot. where he resained bis once
known happiness
So this was the true story OF hsE-
old Clemonfe. artist and writer.
Great Was bis jey that although ns
could not present bis wealth ana
honor to his wife. there was bed
own image. his daughter. Olive cls-
moute. 10 take her place