The Daytona daily news. [volume] (Daytona, Fla.) 1903-1926, 1912-12-19

sIiSs OdClOS Sil1lc0
You are sure OF that MalSie: lhu
you tell Walter Avery never to cunt
back to Bioomfeld:"
For long time Maisie was silent. |
Then She threw up her head and tossed
the straying locks from her flushed
cheeks. Her brown eyes were YER,
bright.
Il told him things that am sure II
will never forgive" she said slow
Il said | would never marry Rluou
field boy and settle down into hun.
drum existence said could nevt
think Of him seriously; that every tinb
| looked ut him he seemed to be tht
same chubby faced. apple checked Ill
tie boy | went TO school with years
ago"
What did Walter say to that:" Mrs
Pomeroy's face was grave. though her
brown eyes We're shining. too, and they
looked much like Maisies.
HE didn't say anything. He just
nodded his head In that awkward way
of his and went OFF. The next heard
he was in New York studying to BIZ ii
doctor. You know he has never been
home since" MaiSie's tone was TN
consciously wistful.
The days before the great event that
was to transform Bloomfield from a
sleepy country village into fashion
able rendezvous for a day were flied
with preparations for the balloon
races. AS If by magic all the daisies
in Cabot's field were laid to the
ground and grand stands were erect
ed and huge gas tanks put in place.
School was ended. and Maisie walked
in other directions when she chose To
be outdoors. Now. she only remem-
bered Cabot's field as the place where
Walter had met her one day and con-
fessed his, love among the daisies
which are supposed never to tell low
ers' secrets.
Sfaisie was disturbed by these memo
ries that forced themselves upon her
She did not wish TO think OF Walter
Avery. and she had dismissed him
from her mind for four years and re-
scented that she could not Danish him
from her memory. She felt sure that
out there in the big world there was
waiting for her an ideal lover. hand
some, courtly. polished. rich.
At last came Bloomfield's great day
The road to Cabot's field was black
with vehicles Of every description. BY
10 o'clock every seat in the stands was
filed. and the four sides of the great
field were lined with carriages. motor
cars and farm wagons. Maisie and her
mother were there and by good for
tune and the kind offices of Emma
Risley had secured front row seats in
one of the stands. Ten big balloons
swayed slowly. Juggling at their anchor
/ ropes. There were a smell of escaping
gas. the music of band and the
sound of many voices. Maisie found
herself enjoying the excitement. If
! this was life she would like a taste
/ OF it.
Emma Risley leaned across Maisie
and spoke to Mrs. Pomeroy. Il hear
Walter Avery's going up in one of the
balloons You know he's quite an
amateur baIloonist. Mrs. Avery is wor,
+ ried almost to death about it,"
"Ballooning Is n dangerous sport, "
returned Mrs. PomerOy's calm voice.
but | suppose Walter finds it a re-
Taxation from his professional work"
Il guess he deserves all the fun be
gets. They say he worked Ike Tro-
jan to get his degree, and now he's to
go in partnership with city doctor
/ Emma Risley sat back in her seat
There. they're off. Maisie! l wonder
which is Walters balloon. Let me see
your program-No I that's a lucky
number, anyway. DR. Avery. Isn't
that funny? Seems as If l could see
Walter as he was when he came Il
school to ME years ago. Think Of his
being a Doctor
Maisie WAS thinking entirely too
much for her own good She was thor
oughy frightened at the idea of Wal
ter Avery'$ ascension in the balloon
She could see No now. That wa.
Walter. tall, slender. supple Of form
his dark hair blowing back from bis
forehead. Ike was looking their way
Was he looking at her? She told her
self that he could merely see the Grove
Of white faces: that be could not picl
out Individuals Still he stared. anC
then. just as the anchors were cas-
adrift and he started up. be waved
handkerchief toward them Suddenly
Maisie's little handkerchief broke int,
a fiuttering signal The fresh breez,
tore 1t from her hand, and it whirleC
/ upward with balloon No. Z.
Walter leaned out. deftly caught IN
bit of white, tucked it in his breast ant
amid the cheers of the crowd went III
to an altitude that caused hearts t,
) throb and cheeks to pale with apprp
hension. When the last airship had b,
come a mere speck in the sky tn
crowd dispersed to other diversions
and Maisie and her mother went home
1t would be late in the afternoon bp
fore the balloons might be sighted O..
the return trip, provided they were no
driven before adverse winds. TbeI
their return would be uncertain midland