The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1913-08-09

no money, as we reckon money; and only such pros
poets she herself might choose from innumerable
offers She little; her figure looked best in ath-
etic clothes Glow neck didn't do well with her, be-
cause her face tanned so brown) and she was
strong and quick pony. All the year round she
kept herself in the pink of condition (Overkept her.
SELF some said), dancing walking, running, swim
ming, playing all games and eating to match. She
had beautiful cleancut face, not delicate and to be
hidden and coaxed by wells and soft things but face
that looked beautiful above severe Elton collar and
at any distance.
Foolish people said that she had no heart merely
because no one had as yet touched it. Wise people
said that when she did fall in love sparks would fly.
Nothing would have astonished her world more
than to learn that little Miss Blythe had secret
darkly hidden quality of which she was dreadfuly
ashamed. At heart she nothing if not sentiment
tai and romantic. And often when she was thought
to be sleeping the dreamless sleep of the trained
athlete who stores up energy for the morrow S
test she sitting at the windows in her night
gown, looking at the moon and weaving all sorts OF
absurd adventures about herself and her particular
fancy of the moment.
And at twenty three it high time for her to
marry and settle down. First because she couldn't
go on playing games and showing horses forever,
and second, because she wanted to. But with whom
she wanted to marry and settle down she could not
for the life of her have said Sometimes she thought
that it would be with Mr.. Blagdon. He was rich
and he widower; but wherever she went he
managed to CO. and he had some of the finest horses
in the world, and he wouldn't take for answer
Sometimes she said to the
''Ill give myself year, and if at the end Of that
time don't like anybody better than Bob, why :"
Or, in different mood "Im tired of everything
do; if he happens to ask tomorrow III say yes"
Then there came into this young woman's life Mis-
ter Masters. And he blushed his blush and smiled
his crooked smile and looked at her when she wasn't
looking at him (and she knew that he was looking)
and was unable to say as much "Boo" to her; and
in the hidden springs of her nature that which she
had always longed for happened, and became, and
was And one night she said to the moon: 81 know
it isn't proper for to be so attentive to him. and
know everybody is talking about it, but" and
she rested her beautiful brown chin on her shapely
strong brown hands, and tear like diamond stood
in each of her unbeevaby blue eyes, and she looked
at the MOON and said: "But it's Harry Masters
l-bustl'
Mr.. Bob Blagdon the rich widower, had played a
waiting game; he knew very well that beneath her
good nature little Miss Blythe had proud temper
and was to be won by the who should make him
self indispensable to her. She is honest girl, he
told himself and she is always putting herself under
obligations to me. Let her ride down lovers lane
with young Blank or young Dash, she will not be
able to forget that she is on my favorite mare
Miss Blythe liked him because she was used to
him and because he could talk sense. But she was
afraid of him because she knew he expected her to
marry him some day, and because she knew other
people, including her own family, expected this of
her. Sometimes she felt ready to take unto herself