The Pensacola journal., 1913-11-02
The Demonstrations of Phiilippa.
By Celia Myrover Robinson.

way out. But before 1 go 1 want to
tell you that 1 am going to be mar
ried. have meant to tell you be-
fore, but somehow I couldn't find the
the heart"
Phillippa put out her hand slowly
and slowly clutched the porJiere and
chung to it. It was frau support
There was a wrench, a crash, and she
stood, a beautiful. statuesque figure,
draped in green and amber beads.
When Gordon had extricated her,
she turned upon him a white fright
| ened face and then sinking upon the
| hearth rug, she burst into tears.
| Gordon stood and watched her.
| The back log broke and fell to the
hearth, and he stopped over her and
pushed it back with the tongs Then
he let his hand rest upon her shoul-
der.
Don't cry he said. steadily You
| will set over it after a while. I
know it's a shock. But these things
come into ones life. You must un-
derstand. of course, that synpathise
with you deeply, but you must just
make the best of Il. After all you
are young and you have all of life
before you. You will get used to the
Idea, after a while"
Slowly she turned and looked at
him A long, curious, amazed look.
But he went on gently, and once
as he talked he splootned the crinkled
hair from her white face
"Of course / know you are used
to having me about all the time and
it is nice TO have some one at ones
beck and call. But you must realize,
am sure. PhilliT pa. that these things
cannot last. After l am married you
can hardly expect to have me under
youl feet from morn till night. OF
course l know you shall miss me
dreadfully. But I am sure at the same
time you will realize that a man must
go out in the world and fend for the
woman he loves. Must earn his right
to her by the sweat of his brow"
He paused and she lifted a white,
pathetic face to his gaze.
Il don't blame you," she said, quiet
ly. And 1 hope you will be very,
very ha-happy. W-Who is it?' And
down the face went into the cushioned
chair and her shoulders shook with
heavy sobs.
who is it?f Why, 1 supposed Of
course you knew
How could l know?" came the muf-
fed voice. between sobbing breaths.
We'll, don't know, Fve been hang
ing around for so long i suppose 1
sort of imagined you knew my
thoughts by a kind of intuition"
you n-never said a word about 1t -
why. PhHIippa!"
N-D-neyeri
you must be out of your head.
have aold you repeatedly. But you
never seemed to sympathise. You al
ways seemed to be sort Of sorry for
her, as my prospective wife, when
ever l mentioned il, so lately I've got
ten out of the habit Cf talking about
her so much. But tonight 1 want to
tell you once and for all. I'm going TO
he married, and am going 70 be
married right away. No more pro-
crasdnations in mine"
Philiippa lifted her tear-stained
fac eand her voice was very gentle
as she said:
'Oh. Richard I hope she viii make
you happy. I can see now. while you
have talked TO me, that I have been
unkind cruel, all these years. know
she-she must love you very much.
And you deserve to be loved
do l. PhilIippa-dear. dear Phil
ippa ?''
And suddenly he bent to her and
gathering her in his arms. kissed her
with passionate tenderness.
My little wife-my little, little
wife" he whispered.