Rogue River courier. (Grants Pass, Or.) 1886-1927, 1913-03-21

a grand-uncle over here without
any closer issue left me his money and
estates. providing ia take his name in
the bargain. ! took them all" The
light raillery In the voice changed to
seriousness. But III have known you,
princess, IL you went by any name uD-
der heaven"
For PHYS sake dimpled she. Then
she added, with a wisiful dignity: "But
] must have changed deal since then.
That was nearly twelve years ago.
Just fancy"
II don't see the changes" said he
CALAMITY. TO me you're just the
same
But, oh. how tired she looked-his
gay, light hearted little princess. Ana
how he longed TO fold her protectingly
In his arms. The wide divergence In
that moment between what this man
wished to do and what he did do stands
for civilization
'Do you remember those glorious
sails we used TO have on Long Island
sOund?' he asked constrainedly, pick
ing up the fan which she had dropped.
Remember? The Partisan opera
house and the hum OF chattering voices
faded away. In their place came the
big. blue sound covered with white
sails. and no voice save that Of prince
Paul" teaching her the 'Marseilaise"
in French. Oh. what voice he had!
Aud the salt spray was again on her
tanned cheek the wind blowing through
her hair
Once upon time, began Paul Dem.
Arrest, there was a young chap with
lot Of ideals and ambitions and that
sort o thing who went to spend n sum.
mer in a quiet little place on Long Is.
land. II seemed absurdly irritatingly
quiet to him until he meta princess.
She didn't wear crown. except her
glorious dark hair whose thick tendrils
the wind was always blowing awry,
and she wasn't followed about by
court chamberlain, but she had the
dearest, most loving father ! ever
knew Well. the princess was quite
five years younger than the man, but
they read together and sang together
and sailed together, and when he was
suddenly called away to France he
purposed coming back one day when
he was an independent person and
claiming the little princess. He didn't
get back as quickly as he had hoped
When he did he found that she had
flown. and he could find no trace OF
her."
When the low, mesmeric voice had
finished Dorothy Cemmens looked up
with startled eyes. The lambent fame
In them met an answering flash In his.
Father died the year l graduated"
she said unsteadily. I'VE had 70 give
up our old home, and ever since I've
been putting what little learning I'd
gained to use-'teaching the young
mind etc. incidentally now I'm chap
eroning, as you see" She gave vague
graceful little motion with her slim
hand, which included Elya. the two
English chappies and part of the stage
Back in that little spot on Long Is
land,' went on her companion eagerly,
"the sea is just as blue as ever, I'm
sure. And the white sails are there,
and-dont you think, princess, If we
went back we might find fairyland"
Just here the orchestra took up the
superb stretto Of "The Decision of
Love" and there was the general stir
in the house of people getting ready for
the third act.
When at the end of the month Elya
Dix sailed for America, Miss Dorothy
Clemmens sailed with her as Paul
Demarests fancee
"But isn't it terribly funny, mother"
said Elya as she unpacked her Partisan
1nery. ito think of my coming back
from gay Paris quite unengaged and
my chaperon with prize on her
stringy"
And Mrs. James Dix clasped her ring
bedpcked DlumL hands i'm acOtiesence