Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1911-07-14

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him a decided advantage over obler
men who discovered the little laay's
charm. Hourly he grew in the be eff
that fate had deliberately taken a
hand in bringing them together. Rlt
as he grew in love, so did he wax
strong in jealousy. :
Marjory, finding that her dc friend
looked unhappy when other >men
dangled at her neck, encouraged the
other men to dangle.- Barry a no
serious misgivings, however, until an
other Richmond cantered gaily into
the field, clad in the three-fold armor
of being an old Enthusiastically good
looking-and, most fatal, a Harvard
man. To cap all Miss Boston an
nounced her intention of attending
the Yale-Princeton wearing only Har-
ward colors. For of course I'm all for
Harvard, every time" she said, gaily.
All for Harvard! Barry, reading a
double meaning into the words, lost
all heart. Even the splendid victory
which fell to his old college could not
raise his spirits, loyal though he a
AS he strolled home from the game
beside his sympathetic cousin his eyes
fixed moodily on Marjory just ahead
with the infatuated Harvard man, he
decided to throw up the rac and
leave town by the earliest train.
They were approaching a corner.
when the wild honking of an automo-
bile sounded, nearing rapidly. Glano-
ing up, with a little cry, Marjory
started forward impulsively; but the
next second she was gripped and
~ ociIo u,I;1a Dorr11,c h;1 GC,1ro
hurtIed through the air to where a lit
tie old woman, helpless with fright,
stood in the way of a huge, onrushing
car. He caught the frail old body Ia
his arm as he swooped across the
track, and the great machine raced
by with a white-faced driver clinging
to a balky wheel.
1t was subdued Miss Boston who
came down to dinner that evening and
a snubbed Harvard man who declined
her hostess invitation to remain and
partake of the meal. But Barry knew
nothing Of it, for he came in late after
seeing his poor old woman home. And
he mentioned casually that he should
take the midnight train.
At this his cousin glared accusingly
at Miss Boston, who looked SO peni-
tently back again that her friend re-
Tented into a lone more chance"
glance, then first coaxing Barry to re-
main until morning, adroitly drew
the others off to play bridge, while
Marjory smiled on her injured swain
and asked sweetly:
will O play my accompaniment,
Mr.. Walden? l want to try this new
COMO 7 found tO6ov0
Barry, rendered wise by past singed
fingers, was not unduly elated by this
tardy recognition. Nevertheless, he
seated himself at the piano.
Standing just behind him, the young
lady was fussing with a small pin,
and as he struck the opening chord
she uttered an exclamation of pain.
Barry turned in alarm, to fin her
regarding a minute scratch with woe
full air.
Can you fasten this clasp for me?"
she asked pl~aintively. 1--WE hurt my
finger"
Forgotten were her evil deeds.
Poor little grill" he said; let me
try" Then amazement grew within
his eyes as they fell on the trouble
maker-a small enamel pin in yellow
and black, with a pendant black-let-
tered yellow ribbon.
He looked hard at the downcast face
before him. touched the ribbon with
a tentative finger, and said in IN
steady tones:
Il thought You were all for Har-
ward"
Two serious red-brown eyes cast a
feeting glance into his, as a puzzled
voice asked mildly:
Harvard? What's that?"