Democratic messenger. [volume] (Snow Hill, Md.) 1869-1973, 1909-08-14
THE PRED|CAMENT
OF ANCL|N, SENIOR,
His Own Love Affair and That Of
His College Chum.
BY HENRIETTA @. ROBINSON.

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ternity house Anglin turned and went
thoughtfully back to the room that he
shared with Beresford.
You're dead sure you'll not change
your mind and Gomez" queried Anglin.
Beresford. with volume open on
his knee and pipe gripped between
his teeth, nodded emphatically.
Then l suppose you don't mind II l
take your skates? They're sharper
than mine."
Take them. OF course"
But when Fred Anglin had slung the
skates over his shoulder and buttoned
on his thick gloves he still fingered.
1t seemed as though this were not
what he had come back to say after
all.
81 ought to tell you. Tom-we've
been such pals right along-that I'm
going to put my fate to the test to-
night. The Tremaine girls will be at
the skating party. And tonight In.
tenu 10 speak 10 Geria.
Beresford jumped up and wrung his
friends hand enthusiastically.
Good for your he cried. go in
and win! AS long as 1t isn't Geraldine
] can endure the thought Of your hap
piness IL she says yes. I'll be able
to listen to your raptures without ex-
periencing perfectly legitimate de-
sire TO sling you through the window"
Thanks. old man." laughed Anglin.
adding: Lucky we've not set out re-
spective hearts Oh the same sister
Now. I'm blessed IL understand your
infatuation for Geraldine. But. as long
AZ you are her captive. why do you
hold back? You are older than /.
and
Beresford shook his head with u
| grim smile.
1T isn't that You've wealthy ia
Their aud settled income. I've only
enough to pull me through this final
year When | get my diploma-w
shan't have much more. In ma.
teral line don't dare ask Geraldine
TO wair until l have attained achieved
arrived. II wouldn't be fair to her"
ut would-her promise-be a ire
mendous Incentive to youw
"Oh. know that. But she must be
considered first"
There was another handclasp. a firm
and silent one. Anglin swung away
for the tramp Into the count4A, where
the skaters were to assemble at Pill
grim's pond.
The star studded night closed down
early. When Anglin reached the ap-
pointed place the amusement Of the
evening was already In full swing
! The expanse of ice was clean swept
and Of an opaque. turquoise tint
Strings of Chinese lanterns dangled In
the multi-hued propInquity from bare
tree to tree and from pole to pole. In
a declivity, semi-shaded by fly tent.
a royal fire blazed and cracked. In
and out. around and about, In dullness
under the sullen stars or In red relief
where the flambeaux. set at regular In
tervals. fared Enthusiastically. sped and
flashed the dark figures Of the skaters.
Fred Anglin got on his skates as
quickly as possible and started out
across the frozen pond. Many turned
to look after the athletic young figure
circling through their midst with such
easy. swallowlike grace OF motion.
But he noticed neither their presence
nor their admiration. He was looking
for one particular little figure She
would wear a short skating costume Of
blue velvet. the Russian blouse, which
was grit with heavy cords that swung
backward when she raced. The high
peaked cap would make penthouse
over mass OF fair curls and mis-.
chievous eyes. bluer than any violets
that ever Knocked the blueness OF a
June time sky. And
There she is.' he said suddenly to
himself.
Alone in the shadow OF the wigwam
shaped refreshment tent, apparently
fancying herself unobserved, a slender
young form was whlrling on heel and
toe. cutting pattern OF intricate trac-
cry on the ice.
"Come with me-" he cried as he
dashed to her side. He held out his
hands. crossed at the wrists In the
old approved carry the-lady -out-of-town
style.
Together they swung gracefully down
the strip Of cleaning ice which was
least covered.
But when they were quite away
from the merry crowd OF skaters.
whose voices came to them unsteady
through the frosty night air. Anglin
turned their impetuous progress to one
very deliberate. And then. as he took
a firmer ho'd OF her mittened hands.
he began. after the manner of many
another lover who has been compelled
to force his courage to the sticking
point:
Dear" he said desperately, 81
can't keep silent any longer. You
know how I've cared for you ever
| eInce-well. ever since I entered col