Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1913-09-30

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romance Tabitha told herself he woul
have done all these things, yet ther
they sat speechless, slowly driving Int
Milton to be married. or at least Fred
erick expected to be-
"Where are we goingr' asked tn
man suddenly as they turned into
sparsely settled section on the Out
skirts Of Milton.
do you mean to say you don
knowT shrflled Tabitha through tn
folds Of white chiffon.
"Of course not" His voice was In
dignant. you're Tabitha Campbell
niece. aren't your
"I'm Miss Campbell" whispers
Tabitha, a great fear clutching at he
heart, for the voice was that Of Fred
erick Lee.' but it held deeper. richie
notes. Perhaps Frederick's woul'
reach that pitch some day II he live'
long enough. There was only one othe
who could have spoken with that sam
intonation. and that other was Freder
ick's father.
"Well. Agatha Campbell" said Jacol
Lee kindly. "what do you want7 70,
asked me to carry you to Milton
and when we arrive you will not tel
me where you want to go. Now. Their
is something queer about this. and In
going to take you back to Farmdal'
and straight to your aunt" He spok
with an air of authority and at tn
same moment turned the horse abou
and went back over the road they hat
travelled.
Tabitha sat crushed and stunned II
the corner. shrinking away from be-
old lover. What would he say If b.
knew she-Tabitha-was there besid,
him? They rode together twenty-five
years ago. and since then they hat
passed each other with averted faces
Swiftly they rolled along through tn
wooded way until carriage approach
ing from the opposite direction causet
them to turn aside into the thicket Il
permit the other vehicle to pass
The other carriage struck 'Thanl
you ma'am" and a girlish shriel
startled them. Don't be afraid
Agatha" said Frcderick's tender voice
Then they were gone.
After awhile Tabitha's companion
spoke:
THAT was my sons voice. and b,
was talking 70 Agatha Campbell" h
said sternly. "Now. who are you"
Tabitha. stiffened II am Tabitht
Campbell" she said haughtily.
"Good heavensr' exclaimed the man
They rode on in silence. When they
were in front of Tabitha's cottage the
driver let down the buggy top so tha
the moonlight fell on Tabitha's face
Gently he united the white veil while
she sat In frozen silence. When It hat
fallen about her shoulders In a swirl
ing cloud he leaned forward, and she
saw that It was indeed Jacob Lee.
Tell me all about II, Tabitha." ht
said gently. "You are in trouble"
Tabitha caught her breath-why. II
was all just as though the drearJ
years had not come between them. ia
cob was speaking in his old authori
tive tone.
She told him the story Of the pro
jected elopement
"You mean-you mean that you were
set against my boy2" he asked In q
stunned tone.
Tabitha was silent
"Wsll," he drew a deep breath. I'll
you've held resentment all these years
Tab. why. you must have cared. al
though somebody told me that you
were tired of me. Well, that doesn't
excuse me for what did. but I've had
years enough to think 1t all over and
to be ashamed Of the part l played"
Still Tabitha was silent.
IF you-why, perhaps you-Tabitha,
do you still care after all these years p
How wonderfully tender was bis
voice!
II don't know" quavered Tabitha,
but I've been 50 lonely, and It seems
good for you to be here"
'Then It Is all right, Tab" he cried
gayly. His arm slipped around hei
and she fell naturally into the curve OF
1t. I'VE will have some happy years
yet If God is willing. | guess We met
Fred and Agatha in the woods. They
must be married by this time Shall
we drive on to meet them and tell
Fred how near he came to clipping
with your He laughed softly.
Eyes, do." whispered Tabitba meek.
y. "And you can tell him l decided
b elope with his father instead"
Freaks Of Memory.
As to freaks Of memory, Marx Twain
has told us Of the pilot who knew ev'
cry bend. creek. current and shallow
In the Mississippi river throughout Its
whole mighty length. but could not re-
member what he had had for break
fast. Probably most memories are like
that One man I know has q memory
that apparently collects only ngures.
He can always remember your age,
even II he forgets your name BE Will
memorize easily the times Of all the
trains to a given place. but he general
iy forgets the platforms from which
they start. Reel OF to him column
Of statistics, and be WIN redte them
again to you a month later without a
mistake, having In the meantime for
gotten everything else about yon. But
then he Is a born mathematician. Evi.
dently memory u largely q question OF
sympathy. We remember the things
we are really interested In n--Londou
Chronicle.
Beginning Early.
"Yes, sir," said the proud young Ia
ther, "that baby Of ours b going tc
be q successful politician He'll be q
great vote getter before he's Of aga"
"why, be can't talk yeti"
mo. but hs has started right In
trying 10 kick and shake bands at tn
same Washington Star.
Positively Uneanny.
'srhere's something very queer abou,
/ that woman" said the clerk. Il don'i
know what to make OF hee."
"WhyY' the noorwalker asked.
"She was satisded with the 6rst piect