Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1911-10-20

have returned, and forbid any one
Of my household having communica-
ton with them"
81 am sorry" said Pauline calmly,
but have been talking with the son.
Paul Graham"
what do you mean? Where did you
meet him" demanded Miss Greye
quickly.
In q few words Pauline related the
incident which had led to her acquaint-
ance with young Graham. "He said
he used to know you when he was a
little boy, Aunt Ruth, but II you don't
wish me to won't speak to him
again."
Miss Greyes fine eyes blazed with
anger. 81 do not forbid you to. Pau
line, but l hope you will not. Paul
Graham's father is detestable man.
When tell you that once upon time
was engaged to marry him no was n
widower, and Paul was little lad In
dresses then. Walter Graham is a
publisher, and / showed him poem l
had written. Pauline, he laughed at
It,"
Pauline, startled by this sudden con.
fidence, knew not what to say. Max.
ers of books and publishers were re-
mote beings who rarely strayed into
her practical little world. still, she
longed to comfort the troubled woman.
perhaps he laughed because-was
IL humorous poem, Aunt RuthP' she
asked timidly.
"Humorous" scofred Miss Greye. at
was called Loves Dirge'"
"Oh," said Pauline family. II have
no doubt 1t was beautiful poem"
at was" admitted the poetess brief
ly. after that, OF course everything
was ended between Walter and me.
had the gate In the rose garden nailed
up, and now the hedge has SO over
grown 1t that 1t cannot be found. II
is like the incident--it Is closed for
ever"
"And overgrown with the roses OF
memory" murmured Pauline as she
left the room and went upstairs.
In the library Ruth Greye stood
with down bent head. her eyes fixed
on the rug at her feet. The roses OF
memory" she repeated softly. and
there were tears in her eyes.
At the end of six weeks the repairs
on the stone house were about com.
pleted Father and son had overseen
the regeneration Of the neglected es-
tate until II verify bloomed as the
roses that crowded It, Paul Graham
had registered time by his encounters
with Pauline Greye.
They had met many times. -Four
times he had passed her pony cart us
his motor whizzed by. Then he had
tired Of the car as an unsociable
means OF locomotion and mounted u
horse. Often he had overtaken her
equipage and ridden slowly beside her
as they talked, for Pauline had de
cided she would avail herself to Miss
Greye's permission and continue her
acquaintance with the most interest
ing young man she had ever met
Their acquaintance ripened quickly.
and one day when Pauline returned
home and saw the reflection Of her
own happy face In the mirror she
blushed as she realized she had learn
ed the most beautiful thing In the
world. After that she did not drive
She shyly kept to the northern grounds
or dreamed over book In the wide
veranda.
Paul haunted the roads restlessly
His own love was an ackno wledged
fact to himself. yet because OF Pau
lines unguarded position he dared not
trust himself to see much OF her. aud
he was miserable when she. too hid
herself away.
One glOrlOusly beautiful morning
Ruth Greye arose from slecplcss
couch and walked slowly among the
dew drenched roses IN her garden
She stopped now and then TO Inhnle
the fragrance OF Cloth Of Gold rose
or to break tiny cluster of half open
ed buds. Suddenly she came 10 the
place where the hedge had Overgrown
the rustic gate. She stopped abruptly
and looked with startled eyes.
The hedge had been carefully trim
med away, and the rustic gate, releas.
ed from Its fastenlngs. swung idly
with the light breeze. Ruth moved
close to the hedge and buried her face
in the sweet smelling roses.
There was firm step on the path,
and she looked up quickly TO meet the
glance OF Walter Graham on the other
side Of the rustic gate. Her breath
came quickly, and she summoned all
her pride and fOrtitude to steel her
heart against her former lover.
His hand was on the swinging gate.
you have opened 1t mt last. Ruth"
he said I'm low tone. did you open
1t for me after all these yearsT
She did not answer. She was look.
ing through the vistas Of the rose gar-
den, for In the distance two people
were walking 1t was Paul and Pau.
line, and his arm was about her waist,
and the CLINT OF her golden hair shone
against the black OF his coat. so Ruth
and Walter had once wnlked In years
gone by.
"Dld you open the gate for me.
RUTH repeated Walter Graham pa.
tiently.
Ruth pointed toward the lovers. II
am too proud and obstinate 10 do such
gracious deed" she said slowly.
"She--PnulIne must have opened tho
gate for your son. Walter. let me
open the gate for you VIII you come
backT She laid her hand on the gate.
mud II SWING back for the frat time I'm