The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1914-10-09

| mothers joking reference about her
girlish resolution not to marry a sol
der often required to him. There, he
sometimes thought, was the real OBJ
stacle to his great desire.
When he alighted from the plane he
thrust his left hand into his blouse
pocket. He always carried It there,
as II 1t we're literally sewn In place
In moments of emotion the SCARED
nerves would witch as the telltale of
his sensitiveness; and this was some
thing he would conceal from others no
matter how conscious he was of 1t him
self. He found the Galland veranda
deserted. In response to his ring a
maid came to the open door. Her
face was sad, with beauty that had
prematurely faded. But 1t lighted
pleasurably in recognition. Her hair
was thick and tawny, lying low over
the brow; her eyes were a softly
luminous brown and her full lips sensi-
tive and yielding. Lanstron, an init
mate Of the Galland household, knew
her story well and the part that Marta
had played in 1t.
Some four years previously, when a
baby was in prospect for Minna, who
wore no wedding ring, Mrs. Galland
had been inclined to send the maid to
an institution. where they will take
good care Of her, my dear. That's
what such institutions are for. 1t is
quite scandalous for her and for us
never happened in our family before!"
Marta arched her eyebrows.
I'VE don't knowl" she exclaimed
softly.
How can you think such a thing,
let alone saying it-you, a GallandI"
her mother gasped in indignation.
That is, If we go far back" said
Marta. "At all events, we have no
precedent, SO let's establish one by
keeping her."
But for her own sakeI She will
have to live with her shame!" Mrs.
Galland objected. Let her begin
afreeh in the city. We shall give her
a good recommendation, for she is
really an excellent servant. Yes, she
will readily find q place among
strangers"
still, she doesn't want to go, and 1t
would be cruel to send her away"
"Cruell Why, Marta, do you think
l would be cruel? Oh, very well, then
we will let her stayl"
.
Both are away at church. Mrs. Gal
land ought to be here any minute, but
Miss Galland will be later because of
her children's class" said Minna. will
you wait on the veranda2"
He was saying that he would stroll
in the garden when childish footsteps
were heard in the hall, and after a
curly head had nestled against the
mothers skirts its owner, reminded Of
the Importance of manners In the
world where the stork had left her,
made a curtesy. Lanstron shook q
small hand which must have lately
been on intimate terms with sugar or
jam.
How do you do, flying soldier man3"
chirruped Clarissa Eileen. 1t was evil
dent that she held Lanstron in high
favor.
Let me hear you say your name,"
said Lanstron.
Clarissa Eileen was triumphant. She
had been waiting for days with the
revelation when he should make that
old request. Now she enunciated it
with every vowel and consonant cor
rectly and primly uttered; indeed, she
repeated 1t four or five times In proof
Of complete mastery.
"A pretty name. I've often wondered
how you came to give 1t to her." said
Lanstron to Minna.
You do like It'll" exclaimed Minna
with gtrlish eagerness. II gave her
the most beautiful name could think
of because''-she laid her hand caress-
ingly on the child's head and a ma
donna-like radiance stole into her face
she might at least have
beautiful name when"-the dull blaze
of a recollection now burning In her
eyes-"when there wasn't much pros
pect of many beautiful things coming
into her life; though / know, of course,
that the world thinks she ought to be
called Maggie"
Proceeding leisurely along the main
path of the first terrace, Lanstron fol-
lowed 1t past the rear Of the house to
the old tower. Long ago the moat that
surrounded the castle had been filed
in. The green of rows of grape vines
lay against the background Of mat
of ivy on the ancient stone walls, which
had been cut away from the loopholes
set with window glass. The door was
open, showing room that had been
Chased in by ceiling OF boards from
the walls to the circular stairway that
ran aloft from the dungeons. On the
floor of flags were cheap rugs. A num-
Der of seed and nursery catalogues
were piled on q round table covered
with brown cloth.