Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1910-05-06
Have another cup Of tea
THE WEDDING GIFT.

Look at that man! What pictur-
esque group they make! Look, Rose
mary!"
Rosemary turned her head. The tail
American by her side laid brown hand
on her arm. They looked what they
were-loyers. She was very beautiful
girl and yet, though her years could
not have been very many, there was to
the keen discerner very little look of
youth about her. Something had crushed
that out. scared it as under hot irons.
The story was not known, and Mrs.
Gordon told nothing She had joined
the ship at Marseilles, going out, it was
said, to a situation in Hong Kong. And
soon after Leaving Marseilles, she had
been introduced TO Rex Bayard of the
firm of Bayard & Birch, New York,
and new chapter had opened. 1t had
reached almost the last page now. 1t
was nearing the clash of wedding bells
and the rain of orange fowers-they
were to be married in Hong Kong. OF
her story Rex, as yet, knew nothing.
Her violet eyes, under long lashes
distended slightly as she looked Rex,
watching the scene with the keen zest
and bOyish delight which We're part of
his charm, did not notice that she drew
a quick breath She was staring at one
native, at the white draperies, at the
dark feet and ankles. at the handsome
brown face and deep, somber eyes. To
most people he was merely a unit in
the picturesque group. Rex Bayard
chatted on, as the group of natives
passed down the lower deck to their
place. He had grown used to Rose
mary's soft silence. They did not disturb
him. The pansy colored eyes would lift
to his face every now and then, in
glance which satisfied him-a curious
resting, loving glance, as of Il child at
home after a day of terror He did not,
of course, put that thought into words.
With a curious little shiver, she said
she would 90 down to her stateroom.
In the little cabin she stood still, after
closing the door, and elassaa her
hands. She dug the nails into the soft,
white flesh. Her eyes were wild, her
face distorted All youth and beauty
were gone, save in the wonderful color
of the eyes. She was woman face to
| face with great fear, eIutched bv the
hand of specter.
1T was Gavini I knew him. He knew
me! His death was lie! He is hiding
from justice escaping like that My
God! Did | think that happiness was
| for me?"
She was reused by the stewardess.
bright, smiling little Frenchwoman.
The woman had white. waxy blossoms
| in her hands for madam from mon
sieur. And could she aid madam in any
way?
Rosemary got rid of her. and changed
her gown, and then sat down with her
hands elenched in her lap. Somehow
| she must see Gavin! Gavin, her hus-
band, whose death after the forgery and
arrest was a lie. She must see him!
Then parting, loneliness, the
breaking of the chalice which had been
held to her lips the chalice of the wine
of life and love! Her foolish girls
fancy for Gavin had been swept away in
the maelstrom of their dreadful life.
He had taken to drink, and her life had
been kind of hell She had had year
in the internal regions, the chronicles of
which are not interesting then he forged
and stole, and, they said, died in prison.
He had pretended to de-waited til she
was happy, blessed, knowing at last
what a heaven love could be, and then
he had come back!