The San Juan islander. [volume] (Friday Harbor, Wash.) 1898-1914, 1910-10-07

others were feasting, the roast fowl
the salad. the sandwiches. the col
sparkling drinks.
When she had finished. she stoo'
up and said: "Good-by." !
He followed her for little distanc
and demanded:
When win you tell me the rest Q
my fortune?"
A little troubled look duttere'
across her face Somewhere, some
time" she said and fed. ~
He went back to find the blon'
Sylvia in bad temper. She con
planned of everything, blaming tn
girl by the roadside for their stop 4
this lonely place Lets leave it a
soon as possible" she argued.
1t was long drive before the.
reached the country house that wal
their destination. They were just II
time to dress for dinner and OSWALD
came down to find waiting for hin
tall, slender girl whose mass OF red
gold hair lay against the ivory Of he1
neck. Her filmy chiffon gown trailet
behind her in snowy folds. The bant
OF pearls that held her shining lock-
was matched by other pearls that fel
In ropes almost to her knees.
He gazed in establishment. Your
he asked sharply.
Her face showed no sign of recog
milton. Il don't understand" sht
said.
He bowed. conserving thus to hel
deception.
Sylvia and her mother stared and
gasped as they. too, recognized thu
personality of their fellow-guest Blu
only once during the dinner did thu
lady OF the red-gold locks lose thu
air OF fine Inconsistencies that en-
veloped her, 1t was when they spoke
of lunch. "YouOwer not here" hel
hostess said, and the transformed
fortune teller had the grace to blush
and murmur that she had eaten i
elsewhere.
Later. Oswald made her confess.
Why do you try to convince me-
that do not know your" he asked bel
when he had her safe on the moon
lighted porch. my heart would know
you anywhere" Then TREMENDOUSLY
Perhaps you think deserve them"
1T was all suah wild freak" she
admitted later "How was l to know
that you were coming here? Las,
night we were talking Of poverty, Of
what one might do to obtain a mea
If one had not cent In the world
1t came to me then that l had never
earned anything in my life and had
fancy to see If could do it. l ha6
often told fortunes to my friends, sc
l put on a faded old gown and went
down that quiet road and waited fol
some one to come. Then fell ASLEEP
and 1t was your auto that walked me. >
1T was fate" he interpolated.
after l got into it was Inundated
yet l went on to the end because
wanted to know what a girl would
have to do who really had to earn
what she ate. thought that l should
never see you again-and then to find
you here!"
ut was fate" he repeated. But you
did not tell me the end Of my for
tune"
How could II" she said. "Youl
hand said that you must not marry
a blond woman, and there was Q
blond young lady eating lunch with
you. l could not tell such a rude
fortune"
He looked blank. "Oh, Sylvia Il
just friend-but hope to marry q
blond woman"
His tone was SO significant that
she blushed THAT is" he amended
IF red-gold hair can be called
blond"
Her head went up proudly. 81
think" she reproved. that you are
He leaned toward her. II have said
1t is fate. We cannot escape it. DC
you wish to escape it, dear lady Of for.
tunes?"
She shook her head. II am not sure
and anyhow, 1t was fake fortune
such things don't come true"
"You can't get out of 1t that way"
he said. You promised that should
marry. There is only one woman that
want. May try to win herr"
And looking up into his eager eyer
she promised. YES"