The Prince George's enquirer and southern Maryland advertiser. (Upper Marlborough, Md.) 1882-1925, 1910-01-07

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down upon her, after while, which
was depressing. Such impressions
are modified after a time when the
idealist finds out that however much
his or her surroundings may cost the
reputation, there is always q certain
pond of goodness and of the agreeable
and sympathetic in the dullest mind
when you come to know it. Surrey,
however, no more than any other
place, discloses these homely, COM
fortfng qualities all at once, and the
bride of disenchantment came. The
real light upon the glamor OF the
! Imagination may come, and Carry
| felt herself settle down. 1t is pro-
cess which every dreamer has to go
| through.
But it was long time before her
mind would consent to the settling
! down, which took place slowly, but
| surely as the days and years went on.
! Beaufort was in reality little stirred
uD. at first by the revival Of SO many
| old plans and thoughts, though it was
in his mind, not in hers, that they re-
vived. He was constrained by hun
dred subtle influences to resume at
least the attitude of a student. Her
voice, which was 80 pretty, the gem
tie feminine music Of true though
small singer, was such a reproach to
him as words cannot describe. She
had picked up her thread, so slight,
so fragile, as it was, and resumed her
| little meIodious strain with enthusi-
asm not less, but greater, than when
she had dropped it in the despair Of
parting with her lover. Her little
| form brought back to him faint un-
! sayable echoes of that past which
| seemed to be thousand years off.
! What was it that he had intended to
| do that she remembered so well,
| which to him was like a forgotten
| dreamt He could not pick up his
thread; he had smiled at himself by
turns during the progress Of the in
tervening centuries over the futility
| Of his forgotten ambition. q, too,
used to mean great things he had
said with laugh and sigh to the
younger men-the sigh had been
! fictitious, the laugh more genuine.
/ What a fool any man was to think
| That he could do! What silly busi-
ness to think that with your feeble
hands You could upset the economy
| of ages! The conccit, too! but he
had been very young, he had said
! to himself, and youth is al excuse
for everything. That any faithful
memory should preserve the image OF
| him as he was in those days Of de-
! lusion. ambition and self-opinion,
had seemed incredible to him. He
was half affronted, as we'll as aston
! ished, that Carry should have re-
| tanned that visionary in her mind,
but still her expectation was curious
| stimulus. And the first steps into
which he was forced by it deluded
| her as we'll as himself. lie began to
arrange his books, TO search, as he
persuaded himself, for old notes, 4
! search which occupied a great deal OF
| time and involved many discoveries,
| amusing to him, delightful to her.
For weeks together this investigation,
through all manner Of old notebooks
occupied them both and kept Carry
very happy. She was full of excite
ment as to what each new collection
would bring forth. He had q great
many notebooks, dating not only from
his college days, but even from his
school times, and there was rarely
one of them out of which some little
| fossil of the past, some scrap Of verse
OR translation did not come. Carry.
delighted, listened to them all as to
SO many revelations. She traced him
back 70 his boyhood, and found a
| pleasure beyond description in that
| record of all his intellectual vagaries
and the hopes and ambitions they en-
| pressed. Perhaps had she read them
calmly with her own eyes, although
! those eyes were full of glamor, faint
| lights of criticism might have arisen
and revealed the inperfections. But
! he read them to her in his mellow
! voice, with little explanations, rem
| iniscences not disag greeable to himseS
and which suggested other and more
frightened recollections, all of which
| "SlG uSliSl " HIS vile.
1t was not till Christmas, when she
| suddenly woke up to the passage of
| time by the startling reminder of
| little Toms return from school for
the holidays, that she suddenly re-
| membered how much time had
passed. To be brought suddenly to a
| pause in the midst of ones cnthusi-
io o1I
thought had been moving in Carry's
mind for several days before she put
/ it timidly in words:
TO be Continued.
/ WHY THEY MISSED THE BEAR.
This being the middle OF the open
season for deer the subject Of big
! game is frequently discussed just
! now at the various gatherings of men
in this city. Naturally the ailment
known as buck fever" is often re-
/ ferred to by story tellers
: THAT reminds me of something
worse" said Lieutenant J. c.. Bur
nett, of the United States branch hy-
geographic Office the other day. at
reminds me CT bear ague.' Never
j heard Of it, eh? Well, | first encoun-
tered 1t in Wrangell rarrows, Alaska,
/ a number OF years ago. We were on
the old surveying steamer Patterson.
Just as we rounded point of
land not more than 200 yards distant
q big black bear was seen on the
beach looking at US. Eight men took
up rifles at once and were about to
shoot when I told them to wait and
fire all at once in a volley when I
gave the order. They all took careful
beads on the beast. Ready, fire. l
shouted.
4. There was a rattle of musketry
as the eight pieces were discharged,
and every one locked to see the ami