Pocahontas star herald., 1912-02-16

Now my heart is full OF sorrow and my
soul would fain repine
For another fellows counting that old
sweetheart OF mine"
But" Lucy smiled, "I am not old,
and am not thy sweetheart, cousin
Socrates"
Verify, Socrates" Medders said,
thou wouldst make a poor sort Of
husband, weeping continually about
the house. Thou mightst dampen the
clothes on ironing day, though"
Don't mind father. cousin Socra-
tes," Lucy said. "He doth but Jest"
Harry said for me to ask thee to
allow me to show thee to thy room,"
Uncle Medders," Socrates observed,
lugubriously. "And his sister will come
this moment to greet poor, poor
Cousin Lucy"
Primmer led Medders out. Lucy
looked about her, wonderingly, for a
moment, but whatever her thoughts
may have been, they were ended sud-
denly when Harry hurried in.
I'm so sorry not to have met you
when you arrived" he said, seizing
both her hands, while she drew her
self away in shyness.
81 am truly glad to see thee, Harry"
she told him. Thy house Is most
seemly."
Harry looked quickly at her There
seemed to be an undercurrent of hid.
den meaning in her words. But a
glance at her lovely face, framed in
the sunny hair escaping from be.
meath the simple Quaker bonnet, was
enough to convince him that there
had been no guile in her remark.
Lucy in her plain, almost severe,
gray dress, with just the touch OF
white at neck and throat, and the
soft gray ribbons tying her bonnet
beneath her chin, was a marked con.
trast to the dashing beauties he knew.
But with all her simplicity of manner
she had that indefinable quality called
charm" which may not be acquired
through the donning of gaudy raiment
and the heightening of the color Of
the cheeks, nor by any Of the extran.
eous aids to beauty which need not be
particularized here. And such charm,
also, may not be lost at any moment
by the one possessing it. Charm in a
woman is like magnetism In a man.
1t manifests itself unconsciously and
naturally, so that others measure the
possessor by it and not by his or her
appearance.
Harry drew ker toward him. still
holding her hands. There was no
mistaking his wish. Lucy, unsophisti.
Gated though she was, understood him.
may, Harry" Lucy said. Thee
know | do not think a girl should be
Kissed before she is welded"
"All right" Harry laughed, drop
ping her hands. You always have
your way with me. A girl ought to be
mighty careful who kisses her after
he is married, too, don't you think?"
Lucy smiled quantity. Some OF Har-
ry's jests were bit too flippant for
her. Harry went on;
Really, I'm mighty sorry didn't
meet you at the train. But, you see, l
had little trouble with my machine
this morning"
1T was as we'll that thee did not
meet us. 1t would have spol:ed IA
Tiers plans. We wanted to ind thee
In thy usual atmosphere"
Again Harry looked quickly at her.
The surroundings were such as to
make him keenly alive to any possible
suggestion of some other meaning
than her words implied. But Lucy's
face was as serious as ever. She
looked about the room, and sighed:
Thy house is just lovely"
1T will be-" Harry said, glancing
apprehensively at the door of the
room where Mrs Blazes was waiting
patiently for her hat--"It win be
when it's fixed up. Some things have
to be moved out"
And will thy sister-Carolyn-
she show me about the house?" Lucy
asked.
Certainly" Harry answered, gal
lantly. But you don't need her Just
make yourself at home, Go anywhere
you like"
Lucy started toward the room where
Harry had placed Mrs. Blazes. But
Harry was following her to detain her
And in here?" Lucy asked. What
have you there Harry?"
There? There?" Harry stammered.
"Why-why that's just some old junk
in there. Wouldn't interest you at
ALL"
"A junk room? How odd"
"Yes-I-you see-I used to have
fad of collecting junk
The sweat was standing on Harry's
brow. He knew that Mrs. Blazes could
overhear him, and his brief experience
with that lady taught him that she
had a natural feminine aversion to be-
ing termed junk If she should de-
eide to assert herself by opening the
door and making a few remarks! The
thought was appalling.
Come, Lucy" he suggested. Let's
90 and see-and see the goldfish"
Nay, Harry" she smiled. Let me
see thy collection of junk. | did not
| knou, tbaa vera an authority IN that