The Catholic bulletin. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1911-1995, 1911-02-04

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either blow hot or blow cold with you,
Theo, and people of that sort are not
always the most agreeable to live
with
ooh, mother!" said Theo, rising and
going over to her, don't scold me,
please. How can help it? Are you
really angry?"
Mrs Wynd0n smiled.
Would it make any difference?"
Indeed it would. should be tempt
ed to marry the very next man that
came along"
until he got here. understand"
"This is what one must endure who
| is an only child!' said Theo, her dim
pies showing, and the subject was
closed.
81 do wonder why Theo is so diff
ferent," unused the General, as he went
for his usual morning walk up the
avenue and along into the park.
MARY was so quiet, so unassuming-
fell in love with her for her extreme
reserve Yet Theo- There is some
thing beneath all this. She's as fond
of fun as any girl, but she draws the
line so closely. The others pair of,
but not Theo. Yet, she isn't man.
hater-in fact, she thoroughly enjoys
the society of men! There is no rea-
son why she shouldn't marry, if she
cares to yes, I'd really like
to know Theo's true sentiments. But,
indeed, as Mary says, I have very
slim chance of finding them out.
WE'LL" a little defiant1y, "why should
we know them? It's her life, her fu-
ture, her choice, not ours"
A smile curved the corners of his
mouth as he remembered his wife's
oft-repeated assertion that Theo was
his second self. In his secret heart
General Wyndon knew he spoiled her.
"You look as if some one had left
you million dollars, General" said a
genial voice beside him, suddenly.
| What is the good word?"
| The General looked up.
t'Why, hello, Forbes! Where did
you come from?"
ooh, I'm on leave" said Angus
Forbes. 1.-TWO months leave of alb
sence, so I'm here to see all my old
friends. How is Mrs. Wyndon?"
MRS. Wyndon keeps we'll, thank you.
What's the matter-you don't seem
quite fit?"
Had bad spell of typhoid last
spring-takes while to get back after
a thing like that. How is little Miss
Theo? Still the sauciest girl in the
| Wyndon barracks
''The sauciest in any barracks"
''She must be almost young lady
now" said Angus Forbes.
Almost" said the General But
where are you going? Won't you
come home with me?" -
IT'D be shamelessly delighted, Gen
eral, if you'll invite me. I should like
| to see Mrs. Wyndon and Theo again.
I wonder if she remembers me? She
was my true-blue sweetheart once, you
know"
The Generals eyes twinkled under
their shaggy brows.
''How long ago is that, Forbes?
Eight years, isn't it?"
YES" said Forbes. Doesn't seem
that long"
"And you haven't met Mrs. Forbes
YETI"
"Not yet, General" with a laugh
"I'm beginning to think that it's a
little of single-blessednes for me un-
less Theo takes pity on me when she
grows up. Think she will?"
Don't know" laughed the General,
"You might ask her. But it doesn't
seem as if Theo ever will grow up.
Let's jump into this car and we'll get
home bit before luncheon. Mrs.
Wyndon will like to have chat with
you'
cal right" said Forbes.
Mrs. Wyndon was delighted to see
the young officer again. He had been
a great favorite with her in the old
days before the Generals retirement,
and both she and her husband united
in begging him to make their home
his during his leave. They had totally
forgotten their charming daughter, I'M
til Forbes, suddenly pausing in the
midst Of sentence, made them turn
toward the door at which he was star
ing.
Theo Wyndon came forward with
look of inquiry on her face.
"Good gracious, this isn't Theo!"
cried Forbes. General, you said she'd
never grow up!"
"And she never will, Forbes. You
wait until you know her. This is Cap
tain Forbes, my dear girl-Angus
Forbes Of the til Cavalry. Do you
remember him?"
why, of counsel" cried Theo, ex-
tending her hand, her lovely face
breaking into the sweetest of smiles.
Better than he remembers me-
II can scarcely believe my eyes,"
said Angus Forbes. Il expected to
see very small young lady, with pos
sibly one braid instead Of two" His
glance swept her admiringly. It shall
not dare to recall old days now, Miss
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