The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1911-06-13

the flying flags and heard the outpour-
ing of martial music the heart Of Syl-
via beat quickly, and she felt more
like crying than ever If she could
only see Timothy for one moment she
was sure she could persuade him to
stay with her.
Presently through Mr.. Lakes infu-
ence it was made possible for Sylvia
to meet her lover. and in the first Joy
full moment the strangeness of the
meeting was quite forgotten. At last
Timothy pushed back his cap and said:
"I'n bet you were surprised to hear
was on the way. eh, Sylvan
Eyes," said Sylvia, suddenly very
quiet. Then, after pause, she said in
low tone. Timothy. / wonder If
you care enough for me to do a big
thing for me-a great thing-the great
est thing you ever did In your LIFE"
'Of course" said Timothy prompt
Iy. "My LIES yours, you know. dear
est"
"Then stay with me. Do not go into
active battle" Sylvia's voice was
strained with anxiety, and her eyes
were fixed eagerly on her lovers face.
She saw the mask Of reserve that
dropped over his surprised face-a re-
serve that seemed to place her and
her love upon some distant pinnacle Of
space, leaving him here In the active
present with the duty that lay before
him. She saw all this and realized
what was passing through his mind,
and yet, with selfishness which had
not yet been overcome by a nobler
impulse, she set herself to exact from
him proof of his love for her.
'Shan desertT he asked. with a
cold smile.
"Oh, mol Tell them you are Ill. Per-
haps / might explain. You know we
are to be married in the fall, Tim
othyT'
II know, dear" he said steadily,
shat this is the hardest moment Of
your life. III think over what you
said, and II at the end of another day
you stin feel the same way about 1t
perhaps something can be DONE"
''Oh, Jimmy. you are an angel-and
was SO afraid you'd get kiiledP' half
sobbed Sylvia
Timothy Robson smiled rather mys-
teriously and turned away. perhaps
I'll see you later, dear. If Mr.. Lake
win come around after parade. Times
up now"
They spent the day in the city. and
as the afternoon advanced they once
more approached the parade ground.
where they expected to meet Timothy
Robson again. Mr.. Lake and Annie
stopped to view some passing soldiery,
ard Sylvia had paused to find herself
the onlooker at a curious little scene.
A handsome though rather dissipat-
ed looking young man in military
khaki lounged against tree talking
to a very indignant young woman.
"Ah, what's the user he was mutter-
ing sullenly, when his companion In
| terrupted him with blazing eyes and
angry voice.
Matt Mears, you're coward, that's
what you arel" she cried. 81 wouldn't
give snap Of my finger for a man
t4tiL O4uu put uiS NOuAtLy OSAONc tuc
girl he loved"
"Oh. pshaw. Laura" began the
young man weakly, when the girl sud
denly walked away from him with
her pretty chin in the air
Her words rang in Sylvia's ears as
they went to meet Timothy. Before
her was the city Of tents, busy
with the hum Of preparation. the fiut-
ter Of myriads Of hags-her own red.
white and blue emblems-and a chok-
ing feeling came into her throat She
knew now that never. never would
she have Timothy belong to anything
except this glorious company, organ
lied to protect her. her relatives, her
friends-everybody in the country.
There were great Industries. vast en-
terprises. to be protected. Oh. her
Timothy was of the noblest profession
In the countryside protectorsl
When Timothy's grave eyes ques-
toned hers he was startled by the
blue fash Of patriotism that sylvia's
eyes declared
Timothy" she whispered eagerly
and with emphasis laid on each word
Timothy Robson. don't you dare
dream Of not going into battle. II
you don't go-why. I'll never speak to
you again as long as I liveI"
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