Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1912-04-06

OF the hibiscus, growing against the
old gray wall. BE had climbed the
wall to get IL for her. No one in sight
just he and she, filing the whole
Bermudan landscape. And the ragged
wind slashed banana leaves, under
which they had taken shelter from the
sun in the street Of Old St George.
Just one little brown native to stare
at them-just he and she.
II was the idyl Of their love lined
days In Bermuda-not a spot, not a
flower, even down to the lovely sweep
Of the shore line, where she and he
had wandered together 1t was their
ldyl-their idyl from which they had
been rudely awakened by one in au-
thority.
He laid the last egg reverently back
In its nest of silver. He hooked up at
Miss Crutcher with eyes full of de-
sire He pushed the box gently to-
ward her. Il want it Price, please?'
| She handed it back neatly done up.
might / suggest that you could have
chosen much prettier onesY she said.
mentioning the price.
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70 well" lie laid down the price. u
suppose you know whose work it is"
"Oh, Of course we have to know
names and addresses
"And II one wanted to give an order
In persona
Miss Crutcher smiled shrewdly. at
would have TO be left with us"
He went out with his box and stood
q moment thinking. The exchange
faced a small city park, SO small that
Wor;hington did not think he had
ever explored 1t. He crossed the
street and entered its sparsely shaded
walks. He fancied he would find a
rusty fountain In the center, dripping
n meaCer stream Of water upon a few
languid goldfish. a ring of dingy
green benches surrounded the foun-
tain. He sat down on one. At the
moment he did not know why He
WAS not tired. Afterward he called
Il predestination. AS far as his OBJ
Eervation went only one other bench
about the fountain was occupied
Two maids sat on II, one. a nurse
maid. trying TO deceive an innocent
baby into believing il was getting a
ride by showing its perambulator TO
>-"''s lenCth and drawing It back
winch occupation did not In any way
interfere with the conversation she
was carrying on with the other maid
to the manifest enjoyment of both la
dies in their gossip. The other maid
had an apron full Of parcels. 4 lean
dog shufied close up to her and sniff
ed. Evidently there was something
TO eat in some Of those packages. The
dog was hungry. The maid kicked
out with a stout boot TO her own un-
doing. a parcel fell upon the dirt
walk. The dog seized it and cantered
of Joyously. \ cry of dismay smote
upon Worthington's preoccupied ears
MY mercy! It's Miss Josephine S
paints he's Got!'
Josephine-aud paint! Destiny was
taking a hand In his affairs. Worth
ington reached out with his umbrella.
The handle was a crook The hungry
dogs lean neck fitted into il nicely.
He dropped his booty and made off
Worthington picked up the damp par.
eel The paper was torn where the
dogs teeth had been inserted. BY the
time the thankful maid had reached
him he had satisfied himself that the
package contained water color tubes
He smiled benlgnantly on the grateful
girl You paint!'
Me? My. mercyl No. sir But my
Miss Josephine does. and she paints
so hard and so constant that she
won't even stop TO go after her stuff
= II that famished beast had eat NJ
those paints 1t would have meant 8
leap 10 Us"
TO him. TOO" WorthinCton said with
a light hearted laugh.
The rest was easy. All he had to d.
was not 10 lose sight OF the stout maid
until she disappeared behind a door II
a small cheap fathouse some street.
? OF. He groaned as he touched one OF
the vesubule bells at random. II,
would touch them all If need be. Hi.
second experiment brought him frui
ton. The stout maid showed him int
a small sitting room. The egg arts
rose from her work table at the star
ting announcement. "a gentleman 10
you, Miss Josephine"
J. The Girl turned. turned TO find her
self almost in the arms OF the maj
y whom she lad last seen under the 10
!. duat tree IN Ear Bermuda