Arizona republican., 1910-03-27
By Mary Barrett Howard.

suasiveIy pointing to a sample where heurde-lis and cat-tails ten feet high were sprawlng in hamboyant and intricate pattern
 IT don't think it seems suitable, Thomas" de- murred Miss Lucinda timdly
 These Colonial papers, as they call them are SO dainty and pretty Thomas! said Miss Marilla depre catingly. This pale yellow would be charming for the drawing room, and the green just the thing for the hall"
 Nothing but the Colonial designs should be tolerated house such you described, observed the artistic salesman with inaity.
 is he said pleasantly T believe I'd better leave all to you ladies' I'll go and look up man want to see and meet you here later
 That journey to-town with it's unique experiences regarded by the Misses Buckingham the day of their death epic their monotonouS lives, and the days that followed only less exciting They threw themselves heart and soul the renovation of the old Willard place and felt the fond delight in the growing beauty of the young mans future home that they would had he been dearly loved son. They assumed little airs of aectonate dictatorship and for
 ed by their consultations with the artistic salesman, they vetoed Hllarys project of painting the house pink and turning the picturesque garden into cOnven- tional lawn And. finally they insisted on dividing with him the china and old fashioned silver which had been part of their inheritance.
 One pleasant day few weeks later, Hillary was pac- ing up and down the walks that wound about box bordcred gardenbe where the flowers released from thrOtng weeds, were rIoting in all their pristine spendor. The and shrubbery had been pruned, but not hewn down or uprooted and elms and naples still tossed their branches overhead, while great syringas. ilacs and srowbals filled every and
 
 dazzling in of fresh white paint and greet shut shaded the windows A stout-armed German maid hanging up dish-towels in delightful clothes yard which surrounded by hedge of arbor-vitF.
 Hillary regarded the whole with look of dawning resignation induced by the soothing influence of good cigar and excellent luncheon.
 Tt might be worse he conceded. generously Ganc- ing toward the street he caught sight of girl seated in electric motor, gliding swiftly and silently along the smooth asphalt He stared and stared again. pass ing his hand his eyes if to clear their vision.
 Tt isnt-it can't be Cynthia9 he muttercd incredu- lously
 The girls munitions were quicker. The little car stopped short and Cynthia Lambert held both her hands, crying, "Oh. Tom-Tomp
 Hillary flung down his cigar and vaulted the fence With Cvnthia slender hands again his. and Cynthas beautiful eyes meeting his yearning gaze with that look at shy and tender which he well re- membered the young man could have stood indefinitely. unconscious of his surroundings. But Miss Lambert suddenly recalled of the propretes by the mpertinent regard of a passing grocers boy who surveying the pretty tableau with interest.
 Flushing furiousy she withdrew her hands iron: Hillarys grasp and assumed demeanor of such cool indifference that the big fellows heart sank and he began wonder if he could have mistaken the look in those dark blue eyes But the next instant his spirits again. for she glanced from his bare head to the house from whence he her cheeks whened un- mistakaby.
 who have made such changes in the old Willard place? I-I hadn't heard of your marriage"
 Tt hasn't taken place-yet,' Hillary replied calmly
 IT hope you will be very happy. Tom," she mur mured
 Then as she bent forward and the little responded to her touch he exclaimed hurredy.
 "Oh, Cynhia--dont goi The girl I'm to marry hasn't her future home. and I'd be awfuly obliged if you'd in and look it and if everything is all right"
 Miss Lambert's pretty face flushed and then paled again But she far too proud to shrink from the proposed ordeal and with percepble hesitation she acceded Elarys request and walked up the graveled walk by his side her graceful head erect chatting and laughing gay In the hall they encountered Gretchen, and brilliant idea flashed into Hillary's mind
 Usferng Cynthia into the drawing he excused himself and hastened back to the maid.
 I say Gretchen" he began, cant you get something for to eat?
 Then with the impulse to offer his sovereign lady the best his lardSr afforded he added tentatively:
 How would it do to broil that steak sent up for supper?"
 phlcgmatically
 It was evident from the solid obstnacy of Grecheus face that she had intention of being cajoed into preparing what Hillary called "a square meal at the uncanonca hour of four o'clock in the afternoon and the young hastily captulated
 Well, never mind the steak he said; but Miss Lamberts lately been living in England, where they eat about this time of day. read about it in some fool novel, he went conhdentially But. now cake and gallons of Do you know what crurnpets are Gretchen he asked anxiously watching her face for some sign of intelligence. They put the whole business tray you know, and eat m the paror in stead of the dining room.
 Cretchens face lighted into something resembling ami nation
 "Yahl" Yahw she exclaimed eagerly "Naehmtfag K1fee, uicht 7rohr?
 Hillary eyed her doubtfully. "Now what kind Of mess will she hand out to us wonder? he meditated uneasily.
 But trusting luck that she would produce something eaabe he proceeded to enact the role of ccerone on tour of inspection which he arfuy prolonged by every device in his power and when at length they returned to the drawing room, Gretchen there before them with huge tray containing all the appurtenances of genuine German afternoon coffee
 The quaint old fitting background for Cyntha's fresh young beauty, and when, at Hlarys solicitation she removed her hat and gloves and began pour the coffee from massive silver he sat gazing her in a trance of dumb adoration. blindly feeling the harmony between this Daughter of the Revolution and her present environment.
 "Why I've not seen any of those delicious cakes since left Germany Cynthia cried in genuine delight, a her eyes fell on plate of German daines which Gretchen unrestraired by the presence of unappre cA.ive American mistress, had made and baked that morning.