Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1912-08-23

mean! had a perfectly clear view o.
her now as she paused on q LITTLE
point and hung there looking out ovel
the Hudson. In her hand was a full
blown, ripened rose, and her lips were
shaping in ravishing little pouts, 81
musingly she blew the petals from
her. But go they would not, but
Rugged back in the arms OF the light
breeze, circling and ~fiuttering about
her glorious sunny head like a swarm
Of rosy butterflies. It made q pretty
picture!
And what's more, they're just her
color, tool" l murmured tenderly, for.
getful Of everything but her. unmind-
full that | was not alone. For under
my hand could feel my jolly heart
~Quivering like a champagne cork.
freshly unfettered and thrilling eager.
ly under the impulse Of the mad.
dancing. Joyous spirit within.
The n lovely woman In all the
world!" I breathed aloud, and l felt
my eyes grow oddly moist.
And for a minute I went OF IN q
jolly trance.
"Good-by, siri"
1t was O'Keefe's voice-oddly con,
strained.
"Eh?" T calculated, blinking at him
as came back. Then I remembered
but what was 1t he had been ask.
Ing? Something
Just, good-by!" he repeated with
elaborate gentleness. Then. straight
ening: mo offense. l hope, II we let
1t go at that mean, | guess you
won't miss 1t II we don't shake
handsT"
glanced at the gloves he was
on.
oh, dash 1t. moi" I responded alb.
and my eyes coasted up the
slope again-then dropped back dis
for she had disappeared
the pavilion.
His helmet tossed as he looked
back. Il guess we alive got u little
p%re1udices," he remarked contentious
~; Il know I have! I'm from the
SOUTH"
And without another word. Mr..
presented his broad back to
Us, and swinging his stick carelessly,
'auntered down the drive.
What the -deuce!" exclaimed.
ooking after him. II say, jenkins,
What did he mean?"
Jenkins face expressed mild re-
roach and surprise.
Can It possibly matter, sir?- he
Questioned YEARLY. Persons of-sr
that sort, you know, sir?"
"Jove!" l uttered, relieved.
jenkins coldly elevated brows dis.
missed the matter from further con-
He lifted the parcel with
slight gesture of inquiry.
! had already come to a decision
bout It: I would send 1t to Billings!
Perhaps the retrieving Of the pajamas
would have a soothing effect upon his
'oor mind!
l gave Jenkins instructions. "H'm!,
course, manage to speak with him
! cautioned, having thought of.
Judge Billings; land don't forget the
MESSAGE"
Certainly, SIR" said Jenkins atten-
lively. I'm just to say: Mr.. Light ,
lut's compliments, sir, and he says
QUILL know what to do with these"
nodded, Exactly, and I'll wait
lere-but, oh, hurry, dash IT," And |
ooked longingly at the pavilion and
ried to feel II my part was right.
He did hurry! BY Jove, he was
Jack almost Immediately and looking ,
bit ratified.
"Yes. sir!"-he coughed as |
crewed my glass inquiringly-'I got
here just as the Judge went into his
DOM across the corridor, and Mr..
opened the door the minute l
aid l was from you. l gave him the
'ackage and the message and he took
t over In a corner; and then in about
minute l heard him chuck 1t some
ghere and say some long word. He
anne back to me, looking kinder irri.
ated and with his eyes swapping"
"Oh!" | uttered nervously. "Er,
ghat did he say, Jenkins?"
jenkins sighed. "Oh. well, sir, moth.
ng as you might say was anything,
eally; he jerks out kinder Grossly:
Tell Mr., Lightnut, I say one thing at
time, and give him this!'"
On the scrap Of paper l clutched
nut Of Jenkins hand was a crazy
crawl Of just a half-dozen words:
I'm a biped, not a centipede!
l squinted through the dashed thins
vice, but could make nothing of it,
even tried 1t backward!
"Jove!" muttered perplexedly. "It.s
UNI, Jenkins!"
jenkins mouth frightened and re-
axed. HIN, what l thought, sir" he
esponded soberly. The demon rum
ir!"
CTo BE CoNTINuED)