The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1910-12-25

Miss MacTavish was all smiles and
bushes at once.
"Oh, Mr.. Watson, YOU mustn { think
of it: it was nothing. | am SO sorry
Are you better MOVE do hope SO.
And how can J thanl; YOU for these
lovely flowers?'
You have thanked me-by wearing
one. said Watson, with hts most fas-
cinatng smile
''Oh. now sweet Of YOU TO say that,
They are my favortc flowers. But how
good of YOU To ever think of me, Mr..
Watson,
~ should not like to say how often
| do think of YOU, Miss MacTavisb.
Indeed, you would say il was prcsump
tion. >
The llattcred spirster felt as though
The heavens were opening. In all her
ilfc no one had ever spoken words OF
admiration TO her. no man had ever
lowered his voice TO whisper in her
ear, and now this man whom she had
for long looked upon with timid ad
mIralon. was singing her out and
making love- Ycg, this certainly
must bc making love. Her poor scarlet
checks burned more and more. and her
fingers trcmbled as she strove to answer
him carclcSsly,
Indeed yhouIdn I. Mr.. Watson
You couldn { he prcsuminq. But I do
hope YOU won think any moro about
leaving us all, as YOU said this morn
ing.
Watson smiled reassuringly. "Did ]
say so1 Well, | shall not vet. certain.
y; though J have been thinking lately
that boarding house is not all there is
to he desired, comfortable as we are.
Well, perhaps 1t IS too soon now; but
10 confess the truth, Miss MacTavisb,
| | have been thinking that a home of
my own would be so much nicer.
have been maxim" all sorts of delight
ful planS-but perhaps ought not TO
! say ali tins 10 vru yet.
Why not vot?' faItered Miss Mac
| lavish, who hardly knew if she were
| standing Oh her head or her heels.
| Watson hesitatod Well. why? he
thought No time like the present MAY
of may tell youf" he whispered
"Oh. do. said Miss MacTavish
| 'You--you dom mean that Won are
going to get norricd;' she added fcar.
fully.
Watson looked 1T her roruish,y.
''That depends. he said. ''Oh, Miss
MscTaviSh, if / may venture to bope'
"Oh, Mr., Watson The poor spin
ster clasped her thin hands, Surely,
SuiPlAs lhis coUlt Dol DP iihP. lout
Watson put his hands on them.
Janet-may | sav J10ct;' He
murrrured-"w will Won be my wiie?n
Miss MacTavish rose like fright
ened girl and looked at him. Then she
burst into tears.
''Oh, Mr.. Watson If YOU knew how
! We longed for this moment = and she
flung her arms round his neck. which
Watson managed to endure with eduan-
| unity by concentrating his thoughts on
The 100000
a week later. and as matter of fact,
before any engagement was made pub
lie. koodooriau had advanced the $500
The report Of the lady boarder, whom
he had paid TO pump Miss MacTavish,
| WAS delivered very promptly, and left
40 doubt as TO the issue if Mr. Watson
should decide to propose. But there
was one thing that the lady detective
could CLEAN no details about Miss
| MacTavish was as close as wax over
her money matters. AS the report said.
much of her ieweIry was undoubtedly
of value. though all OF it hope!essly old
fashioned. Sle never owed money: but
she spent little: and she could not be
induced to talk upon the subject She
| Undoubtedly spoke Of Tilquihilic as her