The Grenada sentinel. [volume] (Grenada, Miss.) 1868-1955, 1912-10-18

her now as she paused on . little
point and hung there looking out over
the Hudson. In her hand was q fulh
blown, ripened rose, and her lips were
shaping in ravishing little pouts. ~
musingly she blew the petals from
her. But 90 they would not. but
Rugged back in the arms OF the light
breeze, circling and fiuttering about
her glorious sunny head like q 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 l was not alone. For under
my hand l could feel my jolly heart
quivering nike a champagne cork.
freshly unfettered and thrilling eager
ly under the impulse Of the mad.
dancing, Joyous spirit within.
The one lovely woman in all the
world" l breathed aloud. and l felt
my eyes grow oddly moist.
And for a minute I went on m .
jolly trance.
"Good-by, siri"
1t was O'Keefe's voice-oddly con
strained.
"Eh?" l calculated, blinking at him
as l came back. Then l remembered
but what was 1t he had been Ask
Ing? Something
lust, good-by!" he repeated with
elaborate gentleness. Then, straight
ening: mo ~offense, l hope, II we let
1t go at that mean, l guess you
won't miss 1t II we don't shake
hands?"
l glanced at the gloves he wal
drawing on.
"Oh. dash 1t, mol" I responded alb.
sently, and my eyes coasted up the
slope again-then dropped back dis
appointedly, for she had disappeared
within the pavilion.
His helmet tossed as he looked
back. II guess we alive got our little
~preiudices," he remarked sententicus.
ly; u know l have! I'm from ths'
SOUTH"
And without another word, Mr..
O'Keefe presented his broad back to
us, and swinging his stick c~arelessly.
sauntered down the drive.
What the deuce!" exclaimed.
looking after him. Il say. jenkins.
what did he meanT"
jenkins face expressed mild ~
proach and surprise.
Can 1t possibly matter. sir?" h.
questioned YEARLY. persons of-s
that sort, o know, sir?"
"Jove!" l uttered, relieved.
jenkins colby elevated brows dis.
missed the matter from further con-
sideration. He lifted the parcel with
a slight gesture of inquiry.
had already come to a decision
about It: l would send 1t to Billings!
Perhaps the retrieving Of the pajamas
would have a soothing effect upon his
poor mind!
gave Jenkins instructions. HIN!
OF course, manage to speak with him
alone" l 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
nuts compliments, SIR, and he sayl
you'll know what to do with these
l nodded. Exactly, and I'll wait
here-but, oh, hurry, dash IT." And
looked longingly at the pavilion ant
tried to feel II my part was right.
He did hurry! By Jove, he wal
back almost Immediately and LOOKING
a bit ratified.
Eyes, sir!"-he coughed As
screwed my glass in~quiringly-"1 30
there just as the Judge went into hi
: room across the corridor, and Mr.
Billings opened the door the minute
said l was from you. l gave him thI
package and the message and he tool
1t over in a corner; and then in abou
a minute l heard him chuck 1t some
where and say some long word. H
came back to me, looking kinder irr'
tated and with his eyes swapping"
e'Oh!" l uttered nervously. "E1
what did he say, Jenkins?"
Jenkins sighed. "Oh, well, sir. moth
ing as you might say was anything
really; he jerks out kinder GROSSLY
Tell Mr.. Lightnut, ! say n thing
a time, and give him this!'"
On the scrap OF paper l clutche
out Of jenkins hand was a Graz
scrawl Of just a h~alf-doxen words:
I'm a biped. not a centipede!
squinted through the dashed thin
twice, but could make nothing of IT.
even tried 1t backward!
"Jove!" l muttered perplexedly. 1T
rum, Jenkins!"
Jenkins mouth frightened and +
Taxed. HIN, what l thought. sir" /
responded soberly. THE demon ruI
40 SRI"