The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1909-04-20

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Paul Ardmore nodded his thanks to
the conductor as he swung down the
car steps to the snow covered platform
and made his way toward the waiting
room.
No expectant committee gathered
about the stove, and the only signs Of
life were the clicking of the telegraph
instruments and a thin film Of very
rank tobacco smoke that curled from
under the closed window Of the ticket
Office.
He waited minute; then he raped
on the ground glass, and presently
face, appearing In the opening, ev3nced
surly interest.
81 am Professor Ardmore," explained
Paul Il am to give lecture at the
Gothic church. There is no committee
to meet me, and there seems to be no
hack about the station"
There is one generally, but Jim got
a job driving a Teller over to Moor
way. He'll be back to meet the 9:4S,
but If you don't want to wait it's easy
to walk there. You go down the road
piece till you come to Pine street.
Then you go over to Maple until you
come to Spruce. It's just around the
corner on Spruce Are you that teller
that was to lecture in the Star course
last night and didn't conner The ladies
got up show, so they wouldn't have
to give the money back"
Paul clutched at his pocket and ex-
tracted a letter. He glanced at the
fine feminine handwriting and breathed
sigh Of relief.
'1t is for the 17th," he announced
in relief. II am so absentminded that
/ have to be very careful of my dates
Perhaps the committee has discovered
the error and will gather the audience
again tonight. In any event it would
be best for me to go over"
He turned up the collar of his ulster
to protect his throat and, leaving the
station, plunged through the drifting
snow.
1t was not long walk, for Maple
wood was small place, and present
~ he was in sight Of the church that
was attended by the towns fashiona-
BILE families.
To his relief the lights shone out,
and a little knot Of people stood about
the door.
They eyed him curiously as he push
ed his way through to the door and
entered the vestibule Several young
women came forward expectantly as he
entered, ard Paul, deciding that they
were the committee of the Ladies'
guild, grasped an outstretched hand
'They told me at the station that
the lecture was yesterday, or, rather,
that the audience had gathered yes
terday through some error" he said
cordially. 81 am glad that you were
able to gather them together again this
evening. Ipresume an error was made"
The welcoming smile faded from the
girlish faces you are the lecturer2"
cried one 1--WE thought you were the
bridegroom"
Mercy, nor exclaimed Paul, color
ing wildly.
"The lecture was announced for last
night" went on the speaker. 1.-The
guild members organized an impromp-
tn concert to avoid disappointing the
audience. You might at least have tele-
when you found that you
could not come"
"But have come" declared Paul as
he produced his letter. "Your commu
says very distinctly that the
lecture is on the 18th"
The girl took the letter unbelieving-
ly, then gave little cry of dismay.
''You are Professor Ardmore?" she
cried. at was Burton Brooks, the
who was to have lee
tured last night Your lecture is to be
given on the 9th. / made the mistake
in the date. This is my letter. ] am
very sorry"
81 can come again on the 27th,"
promised Paul as he perceived the
girls distress. II take it that there is
a wedding here this evening. May l
stay until it is time for my train? 1t |
is scarcely inviting at the station, and
the agent smokes very bad tobacco"
eyes; we've reported his bad man
ners to the company dozens of times"
was the discouraged reply. "You are |
welcome here, but it is rehearsal for
the bridal party, not the wedding"
She led the way into the body OF |
the church, and Paul slipped into
pew on the side aisle, glad of rest
full haven until train time.
Presently the organ pealed, and at
the first strains there entered the |
groom and his best man. An elderly |
woman, who seemed to have constitut- |
ed herself the mistress of ceremonies, !,
shouted to the organist to stop and /
charged upon the sheepish groom.
$50 backs' she cried. you don't
give the organ chance! He's got to
play the march all the way through, |
and if you come out now you'll have
to stand like a toy figure waiting for
the bride to come In! Don't come I'M
I'll 1 say Now and then remember the
place in the musicp'
The groom and his supporter STUN |
bled back into the yestry, and again
the organ pealed out the wedding
march. Paul turned curiously to look
at the bridal party, and for moment
his pulse seemed to cease its beat.
The little bride was none other than
Eleanor Kingsland, the one woman in
the world that Paul worshiped, and
his worship was not the less intense be- |
cause he had never told of his love.
He had thought Of her always as a
child, for he was very young himself |
for the position that he held, and In
felt himself to be tremen-
9ously old
He had meant some day to tell his
Iove anc seek her for his own, but ne
had delayed his proposal until it was
too late. Now she was about to be-
come the bride of that sheepish look
ing chap standing In the chancel
He half rose as though to leave;
then he sank back into his seat again.
He would drink the cup of humiliation
to the very dregs. He would see the
girl he loved go through the form of
marriage which on the morrow would !
be performed; then he would go back
to his own narrow, loveless life bear
ing the knowledge that delay had cost
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