The Marshall republican., 1912-01-26

Pauline" she said In her slow con
tralto. II have instructed James to
lay out q new court on the north side
Of the house. In the meantime please
do not play tennis"
why not?' asked Pauline boldly.
Because I desire It." returned her
aunt haughtily. That should be rea-
son enough. Pauline. but | will odd
that the owners Of the house mex door
have returned. and I forbid any m
Of my household having communica-
ton with them"
81 am sorry" said Pauline calmly.
but | havN been talking with the son.
Paul Graham"
what do you mean? Where did you
meet himT" demanded Miss Greye
quickly.
In a few words Pauline related the
incident which had led TO her a~cquaint-
ance with young Graham. "He said
he used to know you when he was q
little boy. Aunt Ruth. but IL you don't
wish me to I won't speak to him
again"
Miss Greyes fine eyes blazed with
anger. II do not forbid you to. Pau
line, but | hope you will not. Paul
Graham's father Is a detestable man
When I tell you that once upon a time
l was engaged TO marry him he was q
widower. and Paul was a little lad in
dresses then. Walter Graham u q
publisher. and I showed him a poem I
had written. Pauline. he laughed ot
It."
Pauline. startled by this sudden CON
fdence. knew not what to say. Max
ers Of books and publishers were re-
mote beings who rarely strayed into
her practical little world. still, she
longed to comfort the troubled woman
Perhaps he laughed b~ecause-was
Il n humorous poem. Aunt Huthf" she
asked timidly.
"HumorousF' scored Miss ';reye. "It
was called Loves Dirge.'
"Oh." said Pauline family. II have
no doubt II was n beautiful poem"
at was" admitted the poetess brief
iy. after that. Of course. everything
was ended between Walter and me. .
had the gate In the rose garden nailed
up. and now the hedge has so over
grown IL that Il cannot be found. 10
Is like the i%ncident-it IL closed for
ever"
and overgrown with the roses OF
memory" murmured Pauline as she
left the room and went upstairs.
In the ibrary Ruth Grcye stood
with down bent head. her eyes fixed
N the rug Mt her feet. Tho roses Of
memory" she repeated softly. and
there were tears IN her eyes.
At the end OF six weeks the repairs
IN the stone house were about COM
pleted Father and son had ovcrsecu
the regeneration Of the neglected cs-
tate until Il verify bloomed rs the
roses that crowded Il. Paul Graham
had registered time by his encounters
with Pauline Greye.
They had met many times. Four
times he had passed her pony cart As
his motor whizxed by. Then he had
tired OF the car as an unsociabis
means Of locomotion aud mounted Q
horse. Often he had overtakep her
equipage and ridden slowly beside her
as they talked. for Pauline had de-
cided she would avail herself to Miss
Greye's permission and continue her
acquaintance with the most interest
ing young man she had ever met.
Their acquaintance ripened quickly.
and n day when Pauline returned
home and saw the reflection OF her
" happy face In the mirror she
blushed as she realized she had learn
ed the most beautiful thing In tho
world. After that she did not drive.
She shyly kept 90 the northern grounds
or dreamed over n book In the wide
veranda.
Paul haunted the roads restlessly.
His own love WI. an acknowledged
fact to himself. yet because OF Pau
lines unguarded position he dared not
trust himself 10 see much Of her. and
he was miserable when she. too. hid
herself away.
One %gloriously beautiful morning
Ruth Greye arose from a sleepless
couch and walked slowly among the
dew drenched roses In her garden
She stopped now and then TO inhale
AN haaeAaNNN VI u SiOAh VI ootd tocO
or 10 break a tiny cluster OF half open
ed buds. Suddenly she came TO the
place where the hedge had overgrown
the rustic gate. She stopped abruptly
and looked with startled eyes.
The hedge had been carefully trim
med away. and the rustic gate. releas-
cd from is ~fastenings. swung idly
with the light breeze. Rnth moyed
close to the hedge and buried her face
In the sweet smelling roses.
There was a firm step IN the path.
aud she looked up quickly TO meet tho
glance of Walter Graham on the other
side Of the rustic gate. Her breath
came quickly. and she summoned all
her pride and fortitude to steel her
heart against her former lover.
His hand was oil the swinging gate.
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