The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1912-11-19

II the window IN a room on the
~ second floor Of a shabby,
"A lower Broadway hotel. Rosie
Blake sat and waited for
a - Leighton Itwasrainingout-
side, had been raining al day. and the
street below was crowded with drip
ping traihc-roaring teamsters. clang-
ing trollcys and lodging pedestrians.
This, and the gray fog which seemed
torise up from the pavements towards
evening. brought. suddenly. 20 the
nrl @ memory Of London and the
strand On just such a night. She
c.cnchcd her hands tightly. and her
pretty gray eyes closed
The very last time. Tom says. p
sIe repeated o. herself but then. Il
s. always The last time with Tom. ]
wonder
A LITTLE later Intervening papers were
brought 20 her. and She turned the
..ectric switch. flooding the room with
light lt was a shabby cheap room
ina shabby. choaph0tcl bat she didn't
care nor stop % glance deprccatingly
around 40 The furniture. Standing
there near the chandelier. she picked
up the papcrs. and finding what she
wanted iu each. read the news with
eager interest
The Earl OF ST. Aubyn and Edith
3ramercy Whyte were % be married
ca the morrow So. Aubyn gave his
l'gIc and the famous Sc. Aubyn dia-
nnnds and Miss Whyte gave her youth
and her millions twenty Of them.
As beautiful and as priceless as were the
other presents, carved silver costly jewels.
exquisite china, antique furniture, nothing.
it was declared, could equal the famous
diamond known as The 81 Aubyn Rose
This jewel. tht gift % thc Earl, was called
tho most perfect stone Of les kind IN the
world
Rosie was still hungnly scanning a par
ticularly yellow journal. when She heard
footsteps outside b the corridor. and then a
quick double rap on her door Silently She
crossed over and turned the key In the lock
and Tom Leighton stepped into the room.
He was a goo3-lookIng young man with
blue eyes and brown hair, and 8 perfectly
cvprcssionless face he might have been
hity and be might have been twenty-five.
The blank look, tbs surprising emotonless
stare he presented 10 the world were most
battling he was even stupid-looking, you
would have said az irst glance.
lie came into the room and Rosie helped
him oa with his long, dripping rain-ooat.
Then she pulled up a chair o. the wood FIRE
which was burning En- the old-lashioned
crate, and pointed % Il iawtngly before she
p0kc o. him. Only when he was seated
and comfortable, his face a little relaxed
1nd showing the laiutest touch oi excite.
meut did Sc begin her questions
Tom she cdsd How everything
Itch me quicklyl Did you get it2 Are
you wady' Hls there been any htch2"
Evcyti ng's lovely and I can see n0
hitch, be lswercd. Yes, got the Rose.
lIl right look"
ne lclt Ia has waistcoat pocket and
srought out "a bttlc folded bit 81 paper
about the sire of an almond. This De uu-
wrapped carefully until be got o. the jewel
"a beautiful rose-c0Iorcd stone iu duh
gold setting. end made RS a pendant
lie passed it te her without "a word and
,he hsld ID in thc palm 90 Der hand, close
under the electric hight
r. this nght2-onc Of the prong that
holds the setting Is broken of. she said AZ
once.
fIc nodded That's right. he told ha
The engraving, She hamrdcd again
Identical hl replied
She turned it slowly over iu her hand.
aging nothing for several minute
las wonderful, Tom. she declared.
after a short sleace. giving it back 90 him.
Wen. the neat move s mine. And Tom.
after This Suffolk. en-, boy'
You bet ycu. he cried. cmphabcaIIy
L0sL Ia nest 0l roses, you with your
flowers and i with my chickens Wen
grow GA and rusty and forgotten together
down there. Rosie This last time
But ifthis the last time, Tomfn she
interrupted eagerly
The very last. Dc smiled
"oh-h-h.' She gave a bttle agb that