Evening star., 1909-04-11

with long rides. but even the speed OF the
Kentucky horse which got more than his
share of work did not satisfy him. There
was some new uneasiness in his life: an
overwhelming want which nothing Of the
old routine, no matter how pleasant ii
might be, could fill
When ''Mr. Hardy" had said goodbye
to her Joys new life began New life
indeed, for love is a new BIRTH a re
creation. Whenever she thought of her
self she seemed to be leading a double
life. All the routine. the cares and the
duties of the old life remained unchanged
but superimposed on 1t was quite new
existence. one of self-surrender of in
finite yearning, of infinite hope. of end
less doubling as to whether she was
worthy of all that which she shyly be-
lieved really existed She was all sweet
ness to those around her. to whom she
seemed happy. but with tinge of sad
ness. Both her father and mother be-
lieved that she was feeling the reaction
from the shock Of the Riverside adven-
ture. Her mother possibly had at first
an idea that she had given some thought
to the handsome young man who had
saved her. but when she herself reviewed
In her mind how quietly, not to say un-
concernedly, the young man had taken
the whole episode she was content to
let it take a minor place in both her
concern and her recollection.
In due course the Olgilvie family set
out on their European journey. and In
due course without any occurrence OF
note, they arrived at their destination.
Hotel Bellevue,
Casamicciola Ischia.
Dear Mr.. Hardy:
AS l promised to write to you, I now
try to keep my word. l dare say you
will think that an old maid is glad to
get a chance of writing to man. Per
haps she is! But / may say word in
your ear-the habit of personal reticence
begins younger and fingers longer than
you would think. However, this is not
the time or place or weather for philoso-
phizing. The scenery is far too lovely to
think of anything unpleasant. We got
here all right after voyage which was
nice enough. though rather dull. and with
no opportunities of making new friends
We can't have runaway horses on ship
board. My sister will remain here for
some weeks. and / shall stay with her, as
1t wouldn't do to leave her all alone. II
brought the whole ~caboOdle of US hurry
ing over from America through blizzard
the last time. No, thank you! And Col
Oglvie doesn't care to travel by himself
He is set on going up to Westmoreland
which, he says, is the original country
of his branch Of the Ogilvies. He Is
complaining of getting no riding here
and yet he says that when he gets to
London he will hire motor. Men are
queer things, aren't they? The rest o.
US are quite well and looking forward
TO our English visit. where we may meet
some friends. How are you? / suppose
spending your time as usual. gallopine
about like a knight errant on big black
horse rescuing distressed ladies. and writ
ing letters to a pack of women not al
old maids. l suppose you will spare q
moment to write to one in answer to this
just to say where you are and where you
will be in the next few weeks. My
brothers section of our party leaves here
next week. AS / am an old maid | an
shy of telling my sister and most of the
rest Of us that l am writing to a gentle.
man. but IL they knew it they. too, would
send their love. For my own part
must confine myself to kind remembrance
Believe me, yours faithfully.
JUDITH HAYES
p S-By the way. I forgot to say tha,
the first contingent will. after few days
in London go on to Cumberland or West
moreland-I know 1t Is the Lake" coun.
try!
Athlyne read the letter eagerly, but
when he had finished he dropped it impa
tiently. There was not a thing in 1t thai
he wanted to know--not once the name he
wanted to see. He sat for while think.
Ing; then he took it up again, saying tc
himself:
She's no fool. 1t must have taken hel
some pains to say so little"
AS he read it the second time, more
carefully this time and not merely look.
ing for what he wished to find the letter
Then he smiled heartily as he sat think.
(To be continued tomorrow