Hopkinsville Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1889-1918, 1912-03-21

her little mannerisms, kept Came
ron's mouth grim and his eyes un-
seeing.
The deck steward had spoken his
name twice before Cameron knew
that the man was holding out to
him a wireless message. They we're
two days out.
When Cameron had read the con-
tents Of the message his stolid
Scotch heart was pounding heavily.
The sun shone, the waters were blue
and all the world seemed one glori-
GUS place.
Lucy was sailing that very day.
She would reach Liverpool two days
later than he himself. Whether
there was an explanation to her let
ter or not it didn't matter. Lucy
loved HING otherwise she would not
rush across the ocean after him.
Hugh Cameron spent the rest Of
the journey in visualizing Lucy, but
now she belonged to him, not to some
unknown Teddy.
"I am bally idiotp Hugh told
himself.
But the spirit Of torment whis-
pered convincing assertions to him.
"She had no right to call any man
dearest-she is engaged to you"
"He might be her great uncle,"
Hugh argued weakly.
"Girls don't dress up in pink tea
gowns because great uncles love them
in them" the imps chided and Hugh
again felt the cloud of doubt.
"And no note should come before
yours" finished the voice in derision.
When Liverpool was reached
Hugh landed and spent every mo-
ment there in mad pursuit of diver
tisement. He wanted not to think
but only to pass the time in some
way until Lucy should speak to him.
He made numerous trips to the
steamer Office and spent hours won
dering when the boat would dock.
Instead of the boat docking on
Tuesday, it was full day late, hav-
ing been held up on account of fogs.
When the great ship moved ponder
ously in Hugh had a momentary
shock. Lucy might possibly have
left the boat at Fishguard. 1t was
fifteen long minutes before Cameron
recognized the long, cloud-like blue
of the chiffon on Lucy's hat. She
was waving frantically, but when
they drew nearer Hugh saw that her
eyes were wistful. He knew then
that he had wronged her.
1t seemed another endless time
before she was coming down the
gang plank.
She crept into the arms Hugh had
unconsciously held out to her,
Forgive me-" the ScOtchmar
said.
Forgive you? Why, Hugh, you
are an angel to ask that!" Lucy
rested a moment in her returned
happiness then said with her ador-
able smile, "Hugh-Teddy is my
girl chum. Her name is theodore"
"You have never spoken of bel"
Cameron said, but was scarcely con-
scious of speaking. Doubt and sus-
picion had passed from his mind
and nothing remained to think Of
save the one fact that Lucy was in
his arms.
"Teddy has had more or less I'M
pleasant experience" Lucy said,
"and she doesn't want many people
to know where she is, SO you see
have never spoken OF her. She is an
artist and has an adorable studio"
"The studio in which you are 60
ing to have breakfast with the cap"
"Hughp' Lucy blushed hoty.
Then she turned swiftly toward him
and looked appealingly into his eyes.
"Hugh-was it dreadful of me to
come over here after you-you have
asked me so often Toto"
"Marry me? Yes, dear. The only
dreadful thing you did was to call
any one but me dearest-even now !
am jealous of Teddy"
"You have no cause to be-" Lucy
oonfdad