The Laurens advertiser. (Laurens, S.C.) 1885-1973, 1914-07-08


cidity.
To Katharine, indeed, it made little
difference what philanthropic fads the
man she had chosen might affect as
regarded his tenantry. Ambitions like
these had manorial flavor that did
not 6isplease her. And the Fargo mil
lions would bear much harmless ham.
mering. A change, subtle and incom-
municable, passed over her
II shall think Of you," she sighed,
"as working on In this splendid pro-
gram. For it Is splendid. But New
York will miss you, John"
'Ah no. I've no delusions on that
score. dare say Pm almost forgotten
there already. Here l have place"
Her head, leaned back against the
cushion, turned toward him, the pale
orchids trembling on her bosom-she
was so near that he could feel her
breath on his cheek. A new waltz
had begun to sigh it's languorous meas
ures.
"Place?' she qucried. "Do you think
you had no place there? Is it possible
that you do not understand that your
going has left-a void?"
He looked at her suddenly, and her
eyes fell. Before he answered, how
ever, the big form Of Major Bristow
appeared, looking about him.
1T has-left q void" she said. her
eyes still downcast, her voice just low
enough, for me-"
The major pounced upon them at
this juncture. feelingly accusing John
OF the nefarious design of robbng the
assemblage Of its bright and partic.
ular star. When. Katharine put her
hand In her cavaliers arm, Ter ewes
were dewy under their long shading
!ashes and her fine lips ever so little
tremulous. It had been her best avail
able moment. and she had used It,
AS she moved away. her faint color
slightly heightened. she was glad of
the interruption. 1t was better as 1t
again.
But to him. as he stood Watching
her move lightly from him, there was
vouch safed illumination. 1t came to
him suddenly that that placidity and
hauteur which he had so admired In
the old days were no mask for fires
within. The exquisite husk was the
real Katharine. Hers,,was the lowell
ness of some tall White lily cut in
%s'0's; sne tsoas se3sa9 HIM ana ans T,en hen
esI5S lHfRt 'afsgSb rtR{s IA 5f%gEns s
sga s{aagAGg 1si Z; M }Af2 2 A., Ia kgpq'geh,e ds!9qd
siltedsgbwns ssprayabBth htbhHefhret,
valley, and above It q girls face clear
and MUD. hhtdeeh .bb asiow-blue eyes
fixed on his.
1 sPhel rpusao 3fne twd-step; twass lan.s
guishing when, little later. Valiant
ahd. Sh4Tssl ,atrslhG ad5InI bet @esH1
ensa es sfEaia saa AssfSaSs s5&SRy BRRa I 3
saa 5s4SsS S'Ss '4SeS HsSA{ ssgS
Damegy courb lay nest of yw9ven
RuRisieadh pSroS sslfi6 $X@dY Soidan1s ls
@d Beside It ufdef he mnterna dal.
lied e hirtatious couple or two. ghost.
1Hks tl6 fhe2sh6do&aA
y. cCQpe""ehe said. Let me take you
to see The h}rh-dial now"
y The<tengle- -had 4been Gut away.4apd
narrow gravel-path led through the
-prnned- -creepers.--She made an. excla.
nation of delight. The onyx-pillar
SsSss So SaSs e
cissus; bars of late llies-of-thc-yal.
ley beyond these, .bordered with Arum.
YfWesf @hite Hisnh tlsA IFS 8fdYbridal.
A%5e8sh hadinA outsJht8 taHdsf paler
lIseM tHat rin&Sd He, botM Ms# purity
Like %aEning MssfSnd ~ 10
white for happiness" he quoted.
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s ai9 SlsSs aJens st na%9ry trae
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s55f s|5} 'sRt %' &ss 4RSss y fstss' ns'
loved it! No wonder his memory, harp
ed back to 1t always! I've Wanted to
Tsdfgs ad tt p,s L sd here here
ohefs ser5m9. enil !Iui a.
.Someth}ng had crept into, his tone
nbdt sah@tel hsac@stls aWtcpi@ s@et
terror and tumult OF mind. The hand