The times and democrat. [volume] (Orangeburg, S.C.) 1881-current, 1909-07-08
LOVES INTUITION,
A Girl Who Was Able to Read
Beneath the Surface.
BY MARY WOOD.

and preferred the doubtful GOODNESS 0f
the piazza. But. then. she was col
lege professor. too superior to appre-
cfate the joys of the younger set.
Jane Carew. however. sometimes
agreed with her. This afternoon she
hid her face behind book. while girl
fsh fancies carried her far above the
swaying leaves up into tue perfect
blue Of the July sky. How lovely ma
ture was this summer, how full life of
new delights!
Miss NIaybrick's. name brought her
back to earth asain-Miss Maybrick,
the one cloud in her sky.
''Oh. yes, she approves Of him. saucy
Nadge was saying. "She can put up
with his sunburncd face, rouShened
hands and the general boorishness OF
a farmer But suppose at her age
any man is acceptable. To tell the
truth, I have almost reached that con-
ditton myself in this man forSaken
spot." And she shook her head In
mock despair.
added a little maliciously "She never
seems to mind sharing his attentions
with her"
A book went down with crash and
angry spots Of scarlet glowcd in James
cheeks as she said Geiian'iv: 'John
Staunton is not l"'or. Ec is gen
tleman. Just because he ScOrnS to
talk the twaddlc that men usually
think good enough for us girls you
vote him q hoCr IIe often makes me
ashamed Of llr little know. and the
books he lends me have opened up a
new world. i world bigger and better
thaa all tn" Girting and ShamS and
heartaches that go to make up So
Miss Maybrick She's wG.th the whole
lot of us when it comes to knowing
the things that are worth while"
The girl stopped short with gasp
as she realized the horrilied hush which
had fallen on the circle. "Oh. what
have I said" she cried and buried her
face in her cushions.
But Madge's gay voice was tender as
she strokei the brown head. you've
read US a lecture, jamie. dear" she
said gently. but | fancy we needed it
bit. It's horrid to talk about one Of
your friends the way we talk about
Staurton. ard we ought to ask your
pardon. AS for Miss Maybrict she's 4
stuck uI old thing and you're ever so
much nicer than she in spite Of all she
knows. Just wait till Cousin Alex
comes next week and see the new
world that he opens to you. He Is
really literary and writes things for
other people to read"
James face was still hidden. She
was battling to overcome her tears
and even harder to drive out OF her
heart the unreasonable jealousy Of the
older woman that somehow had crept
into it. The time had been when she
would have scorned her as rival. but
love had made her humble. Youth and
beauty seemed Of small weight to cast
into the scales against years Of scho-
lastic training and study.
Cousin Alex came He was slim,
daDper young man, with an important
manner rather at variance with his
size. But he had way Of retailing
old Jokes that made them seem new
and a stock of compliments suited
to every age and was therefore greatly
In favor among the guests at the
sleepy old farmhouse. AS betitting his
pretensions as journalist he ratified
on increasingly about books and lltera-
ture. He knew this man and that
book, and. above all. he was one whose
name should some day stand foremost
in the world Of letters. The date was
not yet set. but lie spoke Of his novel"
mystcriously. even rcvcrcnt!y. and his
feminine audience waS accordingly I'M
pressed.
More or less unwi!ingly Jane was
complclled to listen To- iuany of these
predictions, for Cousin Mex at once
developed foEdncSS for her society
Perhaps certain chances that Staunton
cast in his direction added zrst to the
chase. PERHAPS it WAS the elusive
fashion In which the girl received his
advances Certain il is that weeks
time had earned him the very fitting
name Of James shadow"
Yet to Jane herself each day seemed
TO bring more unhappineSS. Staunton
came as often rs ever. but IT sight OF
AJay hv bpr Si1a hn loft tnc loOpfIinT
group to chat with Miss Mayhricll ia
intimate aloOfnc$S. Ard aS the girl
saw the door to the beautiful new
world closing because the hand Of him
who held it open WAS withdrawn the
pain and wcariuCSS of her old frivn,
loUs life seemed almost past bca"ins.
Her eyes were mere Wi&tful than she
knew one evening rs she Saw d tall.
muscular figure swing IN The waIl
with the easy. confident stride of the
man who was master Of his fate.
S:auntOn'S face SoftcMcd Is he met
tleIn, and. though Cousin Alex Ham.
hiln WAS on hand, as usual. hr settled
himself Oh the top step with the air
Of man who had come to stay. The
brown eyes were dOwncaSt now. but i
shy b!"sh of pleasure Sill! flushed her
checks.
There WAS always 2 visible air OF
constraint between tie two nrn. but
Iiambln rose manfully to the occa-
sion. Here was Il most longed for op-
pnrtunity TO prove TO Miss Jane that