The labor world. [volume] (Duluth, Minn.) 1896-current, 1912-11-23
CHAPTER XXI.

pears on tho Sceiao.
~(DITH CARR stood in a vine in
S sSsss s sas vsssn@ %a Of the Wake
- Philip Al anon gave some i'm
portant orders. In few days she
would sail for Paris to select a Won
lerful trou;seau she had planned for
her marriage in October. Tonight Phil
ip was giving club dance in her hon.
or: AS she stood waiting she smiled
softly. She was robed IL Fyench' Gre
alton sugg ested and desi1ped by Philip.
He had said to her. II k6ttw a compe-
tent judge who says the distinctive
feature Of. June is her exquisite big
night moths. want you to be the very
essence OF June that nighh as you will
be the embodiment Of love. Be moth
The most beautiful Of them Is either
the pale green Luna or the yellow I'm
perialis. Be my moon lady or my gold
Empress"
Now she stood. tall, 1.-The, Of grace in
born, her dark. waving hair high piled
and crossed by gold bands studded
with amethysts and at one side an en-
ameled lavender orchid trimmed with
diamonds. which flashed and sparkled
The soft yellow robe Of highest weight
velvet fitted her form perfectly, while
from each shoulder, fell a great velvet
wing lined with lavender and flecked
with embroidery OF that color in imi-
tatiOn Of the moth. Philip had said
that her gloves, fan and slippers must
be lavender because the feet of the
moth were that color. These accesso-
ries had been made to order and en-
broidered with gold. In her heart she
thought Of herself as "Imperialis Re-
CALLS" as the Yellow Empress. But in
all the fragmentary thought crossing
her brain the one that never came was
that of Philip Ammon as the emperor,
Philip the king of her heart, and at
least her equal in all things.
"Ah. my luck!' cried a voice behind
her.
Edith Carr turned and smiled exquis-
ite.y.
II thought you were on the ocean,"
she said.
II only reached the DOCK" replied the
man, when l had letter that recall
ed me by the first limited. Edith, you
are the most superb woman in every
respect that I have ever seen. One
glimpse is worth the whole Journey"
He half closed his eyes and smilingly
stared straight at her. He was taller
than she, lean man, with close CROP
ped light hair, steel gray eyes,
square chin and man Of the world"
written all over him.
Edith Carr flushed. II thought you
realized when you went away that you
were to stop that, Hart Henderson"
she cried.
IT did, but this letter of which tell
you called me back to start it all over
again. One of your most Intimate
chums wrote it. 1t contained the haz-
ard that possibly I had given up too
soon. It said that In a fit Of petulance
you had broken your engagement with
Ammon twice this winter, and he had
come back because he knew you did
to haunt you until the ceremony is
over. Then I go, not before. l was
insane"
The girl laughed merrily. mot half
| SO insane as you are now, Hart" she
cried gayly. You know that Philip
Ammon has been devoted to me all
my life. Well. now I'll tell you some
thing else. because this looks serious
for you. love him with all my heart.
Not while he lives shall he know it.,
and will laugh at him if you tell him,
but the fact remains. intend to mar
~ him, but no doubt shall tease him
| constantly. It's good for a man to be
uncertain. If you could see Ammon's
face at the quarterly return OF his ring
you would understand the fun of it..
! Ny little fits of temper don't count
with Phil. He's been raised on them"
"Just the same I'll wait and see it
an accomplished fact" said Hender-
son. And. Edith, because I love you
with the sort Of love it is worth a wo-
mans while to inspire l want your
| happiness before my own. 60 careful
from now on. Don't strain that patch
ed engagement Of yours any further.
I've known Philip all my life. He loves
you, yes! He is long suffering for you,
yes! But men know he has limit
When the limit is reached he will stand
fast. and all the powers can't move
him. You don't seem to think 1t, but
! you can go too far
"Is that all?" laughed Edith Carr sar-
castically.
mo. there is one thing more" said
Henderson. Here or hereafter, now
and SO long as breathe. l am your
slave. If you need me it is not neces-
sary to speak: only give me the faint
est sign. All your life l will be some
where near you waiting for it,
At that instant Philip Ammon enter
ed. He was in full evening dress and
exceptionally handsome. Everything
is ready he said. 'They are waiting
for us to lead the march. It is formed"
| Edith Tor1s Iol