The Holbrook news., 1911-07-07

Townsend went after him, taking hin
 into their confidence. asking him not
 to mention a suspicion of what he had
 seen, as his mother had other plans
 for him, and would make things trou
 blesome.
 Then, since life had become unbear
 able to him, a matter of dying oi
 thirst with the water of love all about
 him, he decided to leave. It was Wednesday, and at breakfast the next morning he told her he must get back
 to look after things on his estate, and would be obliged to leave the next day. At luncheon she spoke of his go ing, and. every one regretfully begged him to stay on. He was seated oppo. site Sallie, who said nothing, but her brown eyes met his blue ones in a long gaze, and a sudden burning blush swept over her face and neck. She seemed unable for a moment to take her gaze from him; then she began chatting and flirting outrageously with Smith, who had, as usual, man. aged to get place beside her But Selby's heart leaped for a moment only. What, after all, was a blush ? And was it for him? Girls blushed for nothing often-perhaps Smith had touched her hand beneath the table!
 Nevertheless, Selby made up his mind to ask her, before Smith if necessary, to give him a few moments. He would take her out under the trees into the flowers into the garden, and tell her all his heart. He would at least make her say "No." But aft CT breakfast she disappeared, sent down word at luncheon that she had headache, and at dinner came in languidly and was unwontedly silent.
 Selby had spent the afternoon talk ing Maude Hunt for walk and trying to be impersonally nice to her for her unappreciated and very personal inter- est in him, which he had chivalrously tried not to acknowledge even to him. self. And after dinner, Sallie, lovely in a white dress. devoted herself to a sweet old lady on the porch, and slipped off early to bed. She had not given him a glance!
 Selby went to his room late, and fell into troubled sleep. In the gray of the morning he awakened, restless and miserable. He rose and dressed slowly. Once he thought he heard something brush at his door, but when he opened 1t saw no one. He had closed it, and was passing his window his room was on the first floor when something wet and fresh-a pink rose. still dewy-struck him full in the face. He stopped to pick 1t up, and by the time he thought to reach the window there was no one in sight, though a protecting corner was close by.
 He slipped downstairs and out of doors, around the house. Who could have played so pretty a trick? Was it farewell?
 he wandered about, finally giving up the search, and walking on toward the little lake. He went down to it's edge unseeingly, remembering how Smith had ished her out. And he almost stumbled over something on the sand "a long brown cloak. a pair of little shoes, an enormous towel. Then a laugh rang out, and wet brown head was shaking up from the water. Sallie. shook her dripping hair.
 Shame. for spying on my morn ing's swimi The waters f1nei sup pose you, for instance, wouldn't care to risk your life saving lady with several medals and a Carnegie life saving decoration to her credit?"
 She began to chamber out in her trim bathing suit, and he gave her a hand in help-and forgot to let go. With the other arm he wrapped her cloak about her, still holding to the wet hand Then he stopped for his fallen rose.
 Did you-throw me this?" he asked.
 She nodded her head. her face hid den in the towel
 Yes, didi It was for goodby, and l because you were so stupid all these to have slept while gloried in the wet, fresh outdoors!"
 Then wrath and a mans impatient love broke bounds.
 Are you-engaged to that-to MT. Smith? I love you anyhow"
 Its none of your business" she | said, demurely; but Pm not engaged | to anybody, which is not-my- 
 Without a word he snatched her up against him, and held her, protesting.
 "Pm too wet to = be kissed = again!" she pleaded. Please. Stan .on! Yes-of course, I dol No, stu oid, of course, I don't! How could love a man who boasts that he came lere to marry me?" She broke into ringing laughter. And of all the party of slow coaches! I fell into the water purposely-on a bet that he would seriously rescue meme, who ,an swim circles around half the fishes hat swiml He'll never hear the last ,f 1t out west. I've written 1t back t was a planned falling-in-"
 And an almost fatal falling-out 1t .aused!" said Selby, happily. You ct him absorb you; you gave me no