The Washington herald., 1911-07-16

scrutiny the kind, earnest face. SET in II
cofohaI OF Snow-whitC hair. mono the less di,
''' gentleman kccnly observe the visitors. cs
pccaIIy the girl
(omc in" h" sail, gcnuIly.
sunny uttered an expression Of delivL
"'ch Il" saw the pictures. that seemed I,
studio. " WV wall ol Il'
oonn'IG nI Is you, them said Mir. Bronson
;n'S' It is my brother who has learned +,
Paih' II lliilc, replied GCnir. "
ANA while Sidney was lost in ranturo o,.o,
a,.or nrnu'"S ,nGr man any he imagined were
eyer Pllnted Genie showed some Of his
brought. i"''' enc had
"T "EH" he lcarn?" she asked, earnestly.
1t was not lost on the artist tbat ,h, oir,,,
cheeks grew pale rs she said e'
- nave there are one hundred and eighiv
aJIafS tnat can he used for him. viii Won
take hm? And will you let them 90 ~ 'f,r
as they will?" ~ '' lar
Il will be happy to. and they will 30 ouito
Idr' u you wlli come some time and pose for
me- me ro. l. would like your head for one of my
perception helped hrm to comnrehcnJ' '"I.N %n>
Tween her words story of great seIf-Sacri.
81 will be glad to do that" assured Gcric
UNCONSCIOUS that he had paid her high com
:, Not I'LL they were on the journey home did
HIS protests had no avail
on are to 60 she said, and SO he ac.
cepted his happy fortune.
Her father said something about her eocri
lcc, but 1t was plain he was glad for Sidney
10 have such a chance '''
nat grl beats me every time" observed
bid Mrs. Crick
When Sidney came down stairs on tho
morning of his departure. Genie was at rorL
It her loom. WI"
1T is more than ever like PeneIopc's Web"
le said "N"'
Perhaps | shall not have TO uproveI
gain she replied, laughing.
Her merry good-by to him removed the
asst trace of his regret
But had he seen her at sunset. going alone
Or the cows, and read her inmost thoughts, it
For Genie realized now how he used to feel
'hen his longing heart saw only a blank
Iture BEFORE him "
"Penelope's web, Pcnelopc's web" she re-
gated' Then, to stay her sinking heart, she
dded, But Ulysses came batk!".
For several days Genie pursued her worl,
3 usual except for lack of that buoyant
0pctulness that had sustained her.
In his first letter home, Sidney wrote:
81 can tell you now what the story of q
eneIope meant to mc-sclt sacrifice But.
enle, shall be your Ulysses, and shall some
~ repay you'
She read the words with a smile.
The next day blow came from an unpy- 6
'cted quarter. No more work was to he Il
ven the .weavers, the manufacturers had
DSed their shops.
Neither her father nor Mrs. Crick saw any
ange IN Genic's outward demeanor She
turned to the study of her latin as before
e days OF her weaving. She planned out a
ore difficult course in history But, if she r
d told the truth, she would have said that |
II did much that inclination had done be-
C, and that her too often sleepIess nights
re hard to bear. l
jheerful letters were regularly received
I'm sidney, and to Genie he always signed tn
nself "Ulysses.' co
spring had deepened into full summer er
hr. Amn of late had held many a secret m
nsutation with Mrs. Crick He came home wi
? day from a ride to the town, showing WI
usual vivaclty of spirits. 1t happened that lis
ney was there for days rest co
lmogene," said Mr.. Wnn, come hear ba
ID news; I've sold the old pasture for lk
mt hundred dollars. The firm will set tie
a big condensed milk factory. -Four hun. IN;
a dollars shall send you to school in the of
ienie rose quickly, her face flushing vivid. frc
She turned to seek her room She would no
for the world have had them see the wa
lsual sight. of tears in her eyes. CIR
Splendid" exclaimed Sidney
But, listen" he cried, calling after her.
,me, Mr.. Bronson wants you to come back mn
me tomorrow, to pose. And isn't it Ten
Inge! lie wants to get pose Of your thg