The Abbeville press and banner. [volume] (Abbeville, S.C.) 1869-1924, 1910-08-10

] aSSur you that every cloud mas d
silver lining. There will come a time,
Sandy, when"
"Tormentilla, not Sandy" said the
girl sharply. And you can't comfort
me with proverbs. You know by eX-
p%erience that you never can
When honest worth will triumph.
Beauty is but"
DON'T" Tormentilla brought her
rockingham violently forward.
Don't tell me that beauty is only
skin-deep, and that handsome is as
handsome does, and that I must cul-
tivate a beautiful soul, because ]
simply won't stand it to-day, so
there"
Il never for a moment thought OF
suggesting the impossible!" criee
Miss Green, much hurt. II was mere.
ly going to say that beauty is in tha
eye of the beholder, and that I'd sew
eral times heard people say that you
looked almost handsome when lyou
were flushed and excited by violent
exercise"
Thank you, Grenie," Tormentilla
murmured sadly; you are comfort
ing. I've never known any n quite
as comforting as you. If that's the
case, Id better spend my days on a
trapeze, perhaps, or play hockey all
the year round. Who knows but ]
might even get a reputation for Deau'
ty, if my health and strength held
out, and my bones kept intact?"
Beauty is"
IF you say it is a curse, ] shall go
upstairs and how'll" the girl cried
"Greenie dear, you would never have
thought a veal ago that I was the
kind of a girl to waste all these
months crying for the moon, would
you? But don't, please, tell me that
beauty is a crrse, because I know
no one bctJer-that it's nothing OF
the kind"
IF you will give me time" said
Miss Green, with dignity, Il will
| finish by saying that beauty is a rare
and priceless gift, and that if you &C
on fretting in this absurd way you
will lose all p%retense of it Besides,
mere goodness, which can always be
cultivate by the stupidest of us, is
not by any means to be despised."
"I'd rather have a flower face than
a heart of gold, any day in the week.
! said T~ormentilla gloomily.
You haven't the remotest chance
of developing either, but. you can
cultivate happiness if you go the
right way to work. You think abous
yourself all day long. Here you are
at eighteen, allowing your first, your
very first, trouble to-"
That's why it's so dreadfully hard
to bear. If it was the tw~enty-irst,
might have learnt how"
Nonsense! You will never get
over it till you give up thinking
about it. You must try to make 9th.
ers happy if you want to be happy
yourself. ] know it's not a pleasing
idea, but"
IF only you wouldn't talk like a
copy-book, GREENE dear" The girl
rose from her chair, slipped to the
ground at Miss Green's feet, and laid
her tumbled head on the embroidery.
Miss Green carefully d~isentangled
her silks from the brown plaits.
"My DEAR" she said slowly, I'VE
shall be here a long time If you keep
to your plan of staying until Doreen's
wedding"
Il can't go home before; I simply
can't" ~Tormentilla's eyes filled with
tears again.
mo, I don't suppose you can, but
I was going to say that the only way
to get over a grief is to go out of your
way to make things better for other
people. I assure you that it's the
only way"
But if I spend money, if I do dull
charitable things, people will guess
that"
I'm not talking about district-vis-
iting and gray flannel p~etticoats and
local philanthropy" said Miss Green
hastily. But an extraordinary num-
Der of opportunities crop up for help
ing people if n only looks out.
And then you wake up one fine morn
ing to wonder how yo::: could so soon
have forgotten to be miserable. You
find that your broken heart isn't
broken at all, and"
Are YOU speaking from your W
experience, or just repeating some
reverend persons helpful words?"
From experience, said 'iss Green
gravely.
To be Continued.