Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1911-06-30

about hy .find' suppose some Of the
rest oflyou relate what Is the greatest
treaspH you have discovered in your
tTayelst
"Anq be sure to sit on the carpet OF
truth thile you're telling It." advised
ClaytoR with laugh
@I'm willing to. for one" agreed his
aunt. p want to test the verify Of Mr..
EelfQnf tradition May III
HC'erAiniy. Miss Grayk returned Eel
tor coarteously. although apparently
some - surprised by the reuuasfs
1hsse; will place this chair over the
carpet and you may sit there with
your feet well within ita border"
"No, no. wish to sit dlrectly on the
carpet, Just like an eastern story tell
err" cried Miss Gray, and SC she dis
posed herself amid much merrment.
"Of course my story is about aving,"
she began. This is the one Picked
1t up in Constantinople only yesterday,
and 1t involved an adventure" Sic
gave the ring to Mrs. Hanford, ant
that lady passed 1t around the group
with an exclamation Of delight.
When 1t came to Professor Trayle
he studied 1t long time with pecul-
lar smile on his kindly face
what is the inscription" asked the
professor quietly as he dropped It In
Miss Gray's outstretched hand.
"Chaldean SO he told me-" replied
that lady, dreamily regarding the ring.
He? Now for the adventure" teas
ed Clayton.
II had forgotten that I must tell It,"
said Miss Gray, slipping the ring on
her finger. "Well, yesterday as was
strolling among the bazaars l came to
the street of the silversmiths. was
looking at the wares of one merchant
and trying to select ring for my col
lection that might be very unique
when a brown hand was thrust into
my own and left behind 1t this tur-
quOise ring"
How romanticW breathed Mrs. Han
ford softly.
"You would have thought 80 IL you
could have seen the donor-a tall, very
thin man dressed in a native costume.
l confess cannot place his nati)nal-
ity, for he wore the baggy trousers
and loose garments of the Turk, the
muffiing burnoose of the Arab"
did he wear green slippers Miss
GrayT asked Madeline Trayle with
sudden interruption Of the narrative.
Eyes; I believe he did, for when he
left me | looked after him, wondering
what 1t could all mean and thinking
there must be mistake. All | no
ticed was his great height and his hy-
ing green slippers. And that is ALL"
"No, nor exclaimed Professor Trayle.
what did your stranger say2 Are
we not to know the whole storyT
ut was nothing-only some silly
rubbish you would not care to hear"
evaded Miss Gray.
Aunt Emeline, you are sitting on
the carpet of truth" reminded her
nephew. what said your cavalier"
II have forgotten" faltered Miss
Gray, her sweet face dropping.
"Oh, Aunt Emeline!'' chided Clay
ton, then hastily. what Is the mat
ter?"
Miss Gray was staring at them with
frightened eyes and closely locked lips.
TO which she pointed with n hopeless
gesture Cant you speakT" rOared
Clayton.
She shook her head despairngiy.
Then Alexander Tenton's voice broke
the silence. When he spoke he seemed
to be quoting from some authority
which no one recognized. He who
speaketh the truth then shall his
tongue be loosened,'" he said softly.
Miss Gray seemed to hear, for lovely
smile broke over her face. and all at
once she spoke:
II will tell the truth. He said: Wear
this for me. II is n Gladden. stone
and came from the tomb OF high
priest Then he ran away. Now that
have told the truth may | not leave
this carpetY
did 1t really happen7 Could you
not speakT cried Mrs Hanford nerv-
ously.
mot a word until spoke the TRUTH"
averred Miss Gray solemnly.
Then please put It away for to-
AiuhAOihs
IT'S growing late anyway" said
FELTON, practically. "The moon has
disappeared, and I believe 1t II blow.
ing up a squall."
Hanford and his wife, followed by
young Clayton, moved forward, while
Professor Trayle walked quietly by
Miss Gray's side. When they were In
q quiet spot no halted. with her hand
In his arm.
"Your cavalier-did you recognize
him, Miss GrayT he asked In low
tone
eyes, professor" she said softly.
"You poor, shy, bashful man, where
did you get those wonderful gar
mentsT
al always wear them on such occa-
si0ns 10 better mingle with tho peo-
pie Er-Emeline-how about the ring.
ehT
81 am wearing It. Is that not
enoughT she whispered.
Back In the darkness Madeline
Trayle was standing on the carpet Of
truth talking 10 FELTON, about the
strange demonstration they had wit
messed
II told you before dinner I would
ask you TO add another story 10 those
connected with this prayer carpet" he
said tenderly. II want II to be tho
beautiful story Of our love Can you
love me. Madeline7 VIII You love
meT
Madeline stretched out her hands TO
his, with a signing little laugh. II
am standing here. Alex, and must
tell the truth. Yes, can. ana will.
You know the rest"