Democratic messenger. [volume] (Snow Hill, Md.) 1869-1973, 1912-09-21

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laughed little bitterly Perhaps
bis money would make up little
for what he had lost In looks.
One OF the colored boys came up.
We'll. what is IT." asked Craig.
Please. Mistah Craig. have
message. WIN you please not TO come
into the kitchen az all or let anyone
else In. II bothers the missus. She
will be here In a little while. sub. and
doesn't want to see nobody. She says
II bothers her. sur"
Very WELL" laughed Craig IT
sounds familiar ! have heard cooks
talk that way before / will remem-
ber"
The boy grinned. Thank you.
sub"
The party soon arrived All were
In excellent spirits. though hot and
dusty. Just behind their machines
came little car which. In the con
fusion. slipped back TO the kitchen un.
noticed. and woman got out
Craig needed TO have no doubt
abou, his friends. The men nearly
twisted his hand of The girls fut-
tered about him saying all the nice
things they could think Of oh. II
was good to be among his own kind
once more Kirkland's father and
mother greeted him like a son.
The trip through the mine was ar
ranged for afternoon. The morning
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ment. Craig's. all OF t. II was pic
turesquely situated In the quaint
Jagged foothills OF Stoney Ridge.
Hungry as hunters they returned
for luncheon.
The dining room was exquisite
The bare board walls were covered
with boughs Great brass bowls OF
long stemmed cut flowers stood
around the rooms. The table was
beautiful in heavy satin damask.
crystal. silver and flowers
Craig was astonished. lie had not
expected this. The delicious luncheon
was a revelation to his starved lips
The boys were trained servants. In
deed. serving the entire party noise
lessly and we'll
But the dinner several hours later
was wonderful The dining room was
again exquisite. being lighted only by
numerous. tall. uncapped candles in
crystal sticks Everybody was merry.
Craig. however. was a trifie quiet.
He was thinking OF Lois tonight more
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years. Kirkland had told him that
she was somewhere in the west try.
ing 10 get strong II don't think she
is very well OFF" he had said
II was time for the salad. Craig
glanced AZ his plate and half started
from his chair The only person in
the world who could make salad
look like that was Lois Fleming She
used to make II for him with her own
hands.
after the theater instead OF going for
supper she would whisper that she
had made him some salad and they
would have cory hour by them
selves in the den with dainty little
supper she had arranged herself
Craig drew his breath sharply. He
must be dreaming lie stared at II
moment then slowly lifted his fork
and cut into It and tasted. Surely
Lois had made Il.
The dessert and coffee were endless
IL. i-st the dessert untasted but drank
the black coffee. At last dinner was
over.
on some pretense he made for the
kitchen. The others strolled outside
A boy tried TO stop him but he got
past In time TO see someone in white
dart out OF the kitchen door He gave
chase
He caught up 10 her as she reached
a clump OF crossword Lois" he
said softly Lois" He took her
hand.
She turned her head away but her
breast was heaying and he knew she
was crying He reached for her 9th
er hand and drew her into his arms
Lois. you are mine by right
have tried to forget and can't. can't
love you better than all the world
Look NJ me. dear one don't know
why you are here and don't care. I
only know have you and will
never. never. LEI YOU go. You love
me. Tell me. dear"
Il love you Craig" said she, softly
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