The Spanish Fork press. [volume] (Spanish Fork, Utah) 1902-current, 1909-06-24

she explained for my beneflt. "aEH &c
got to know each other very well. ~
people do on shipboard. Where Is
Mrs. Graham. and may not go and
see her this morning."
Mr.. Graham hesitated perceptibly,
but l settled the question by holding
out my hands for the letters and an.
nouncing that l meant to take a short
cut to the cottage, and would see them
again soon.
AS usual, the girls were on the
veranda. and l dropped the mail in
Elizabeth's lap and flung myself ex-
haustedly into the hammock.
II don't like paying visits" re-
marked, land just hate taking walks
with other peoples husbands"
"Oh. don't know" replied Gabri.
ellie. Il rather like married men--they
are so safe. They never suspect you
of designs on them IL you are pleasant,
you know, and"
why" interrupted Elizabeth, who
had been turning over the mail,
what's this? What have you been
buying. Elise? I'm going to look
at It,"
She held in her hand small tissue.
paper package about the size Of an or
binary note envelope, and before
could disclaim any responsibility for II
she had opened 1t ano was examining
the contents.
obi" she exclaimed, look ut this.
And, nothing loath, we joined heI
on the steps and looked also. The lit
tie package contained small piece Of
blue ribbon, and carefully fastened tc
it was a ring of yellow hair. Such
| pretty hair It was, too! 1t might bTve
come from the head of little child. Il
was so soft and curled so daintily. Ii
the sunshine 1t glittered like spur
gold
Elizabeth put her finger under the
shining ringlet and looked at mt
doubtfully.
Where did you get It," she in
quired, "and what are you gcing to dc
with it?"
Il, never saw it before" | replied
thoroughly puzzled.
Gabrielle lifted the ribbon. which
was attached at the top to piece o
white note paper, evidently for thu
purpose of holding it straight.
There is writing on it," she an
nounced, and we literally put on
heads together to decipher the word
closely written in pencil.
"T need YOU" read Elizabeth. I'D,
not delay
There is more" | continued; Ills
ten:
land another voice is calling,
Oh. it cometh from the sea,
| With an undertone of danger
But there's work for you and me-
What does it mean?" question:,
Gabrielle. ELISE, you brought it here
you must know"
and"
| paused as a sudden light .dawne,
upon me.
It's his" / exclaimed lucidly; an
went on to explain that Mr.. Graham
Il had given me our mail very hurriedly
as Lady Edith was waiting for hin
and doubtless the little package ha
slipped in between two letters.
Elizabeth was folding the tssu
paper carefully about the piece c
ribbon.
1T is his, of course" she said, ian
we must return it. But, oh, dear! ho'
/ wish l had not opened it,"
What ! want to know" remarke
Gabrielle, who was of very inquirin
disposition, SIS this: Why does Mr.. CIR;
ham carry piece of yellow hal
around in his pocket, when his wife
hair is almost black?"
Il wish | had not opened It," r,
peated Elizabeth, who was reall
troubled. How shall | ever explai
doing it? And to whom shall we 7,
turn it?"
We discussed the question long an
anxiously, and finally determined
inclose the package in an envelop
addressed to Mr. Graham, and send
to the cottage by Mary Anne, with
verbal message that he had given it t
us by mistake.
And" concluded Gabrielle, wv
won't ask any questions as to who's
hands it falls into, although l shoul
like to know all about it,
(TO BE CONTINUED.)