The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1913-04-02
But I'll wash OF some Of the dirt
you don't mind"

But I'll wash OF some Of the dirt. u
you don't mind"
Widow Brown took him into thu
house and placed the spare room q
bic disposal. In . few minutes ha
came into the kitchen where Nargery
was telling her mother about the aeci.
dent
MY name 10 Durant. Arthur
Durant," he said. II don't know how
can thank you for your kindness and
the hrst-aid.to-the injured service rem
dered 20 promptly BY your daughter.
Won't you tell mo who you are!
Some day may be able to show ny
appreciation"
Tho Widow Brown introduced her.
self and Margery. Nm. Brown In.
sisted upon having the young man
stay ct tea: IN invitation which he
lost no time In accepting. During the
meal. he entertained his hostess and
her daughter with thrilling stories Of
his aeroplane flights. The time dew 20
rapidly that dusk had fallen before
any Of them realized the lateness Of
the hour.
Really. must be going" IN.
nounced Durant. Il fear l have q.
ready outstayed my welcome. Be-
sides, my men at the hangar are prob
ably securing the country to hnd me.
and think have been killed"
He paused on the steps. and ex.
pressed his admiration Of the Grim.
son rambler that hid the cottage be-
hind blazing curtain.
my | have rose as "a remem.
brance, Miss Brown" he asked.
Would you really care for one?"
said Margery.
Better than anything l know Of"
he replied
Margery broke of tender flower.
and with trembling hands placed It In
the coat Of the young aviator.
Thank you-very much-and good.
bye" said Durant, lifting his cap.
and striding away hurriedly.
Margery watched him until his
broad shoulders melted into the sur
rounding dark. There was new and
tender light In her eyes as she slowly
entered the cottage.
Three months passed, and the whole
country rang with the exploits Of Ar.
thur Durant. the greatest and most
daring aviator that ever guided an
aeroplane across the heavens. But
he had made higher and more last
Ing conquest than that Of the air.
Not many days passed after that first
afternoon In June until he had visited
the cottage of the Widow Brown. And
on each occasion. with trembling little
hands. Margery Brown placed a rose
In his coat when he went away. One
evening she placed something else in
his keeping for all time-her heart
And tomorrow would be the wedding
day.
Bright and early Margery was up.
fitting here and there about the dear
old cottage to say farewell to her girl.
hood and the simple homely things
that had made it so happy. The
Widow Brown bravely kept back the
tears, and quiet. motherly smile hid
her aching heart.
At high noon "A graceful aeroplane
swOOpcd swiftly down. and skinned
lightly to rest in Il field near the cot.
tage. Arthur Durant stepped out OF
the plane and caught Margery In his
arms az she ran to him eagerly.
MY Crimson Rambler" he muir.
INJURED, as he kissed her.
And as they sailed away in the aero
plane. upon whose wings was painted
In dainty red letters the name OF the
flower the man and the girl both loved
SO we'll, Margery snuggled close to her
lover and sighed happily.
MY knight. she said softly. THE
knight of my day .dre;.ms."
Copyright, 1918. by the Mcclure News.