The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1913-02-04

asked this question of nobody In par
ticular, for she was staring out of the
window
Sylvia felt very uncomfortable well,
If Mr.. Vincent is willing to take me
along instead of Madeline l better get
ready" she said and left the room.
IF Sylvia was a little older and bet
ter poised would be afraid to send
her off with Jeffry," unused Mrs. Grit
fin as she looked after the slim, young
figure Of her niece. "She certainly will
become a beauty-that pale gold hair
and those wide gray eyes. Well, after
Madeline is married / will do the best
| can for Sylvan
Sylvia was a charming figure in one
of Madeline's motor coats and with a
most becoming little bonnet framing
her face. In spite of the embarrass
ment she felt in accompanying Jeffry
Vincent in place of Madeline, whom he
undoubtedly admired, she could not
help a delightful sense of anticipa-
ton at the unexpected pleasure before
her AS the powerful car sped up the
avenue toward the post road she shot
a brief upward glance at Jeffry Vim
cents sternly set face.
At the same moment he looked down
at her, and their gIances met. and in
voluntarily the gravity of his face re-
Taxed before the perfect joy in hers.
"Great, isn't itY' he asked, referring
to the fresh spring air and sun-hine
and intoxication of swift motion.
Perfectly lovely" sighed Sylvia.
You can't beat these roads out in
Wisconsin, he leased her.
you can't beat our prairies for rid
ing" she retorted I'D rather spend
one day out there on horseback than
week here in motor-oh. dear, what
have | said?" she breathed In a panic
Of dismay.
sJeffry laughed. You've merely Civ.
en- me your version of the lines
Better fifty years of Europe
Than cycle OF Cathay.
1--WE done some riding in Wyoming
myself" he added tactfully, land
there's nothing like it under the sum-"
''Not even motoringY' asked Sylvia
eagerly. She was jealous for that
western home Of hers. In the east they
boxed upon her as barbarian. Their
criticisms hurt because she had left
Ill that she had to love out there-the
graves of her parents.
"Not excepting motoring| declared
Vincent
THAT'S nice of you" murmured Syl-
via. Il should not have said that. be-
cause | am having lovely time, and
It is good Of you to take me instead of
Madeline"
1.-THE pleasure is mine" protested
Vincent, but Sylvia thought that her
reference to Madeline had diverted his
thoughts to that tickle maiden, for he
was very quiet for long time after
that.
1t was lovely ride along the shore
pf the sound. with now and then de-
tour through some shaded road. They
reached Silversands at o'clock and
had luncheon at an inn that overhung
the water. 1t was novel and delight
tul experience for the girl who had
never seen anything save the rolling
plains of her loved western home
AS they sped homeward she shyIy
thanked Jeffry for the pleasure he had
given her. 81 really believe shall
turn traitor to my horses" she smiled.
Again Jeffry looked down at her, and
their eyes met in a strange glance.
Gray eyes and brown were withdrawn,
but there was a new. sweet sensation
flooding Sylvia's being. while Jerry
looked dizzily ahead between the twin
pillars Of dust that went before his
ires.
He had admired Madeline Griffin and
believed that he wanted her for his
wife, but he had never felt like this
when they were together Usually they
wrangled over unimportant matters.
But Madeline was beauty. an imperi-
Gus one, and be had had no difficulty