Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1914-04-03

The name Is much more pic
turesque. But all the darby sayings
are. Do you find him and Aunt
Daphne u~seful?"
He has been a ~godsend," he said
fervently; .and her cooking has
taught me to treat her with passion
ate respect. He's teaching me now
about flowers-it's surprising how
many kinds he knows. He's a walking
herbarium.'
Come and see mine." she said
Roses are u specialty-we have tc
live up to the Rosewood name. But
beyond the arbors, are beds and beds
OF other flowers. See-by this big
tree are speed-well and delphinium
The tree Is a black-walnut. It's q
dreadful thing to have one as big as
that. When you want something that
costs a lot of money you go and look
at 1t and wonder which you wani
most. that particular luxury or the
tree. I know a girl who had two in
her yard only a little bigger than this,
and she went to Europe on them. But
SO far I've always voted for the tree
How does our garden come on?"
"Famously. Uncle Jefferson has
shanghaied a half-dozen negro gar
deners-from where l cant imagine
and he's having the time of his life
hectoring over them. He refers to the
upper and lower terraces as 'up-and
downstairs I've got seeds, but II
will be a long time before they
flower"
"Oh. would you like some slips? ?"
she cried. "Or, better still, | can
give you the roses already rooted
Mad Charles and Marechal Neil and
Cloth of Gold and cabbage and ram.
blers. We have geraniums and
fuchsias, too, and the coral honey
suckle. That's different from the wild
one. you know"
you are too good If you would
only advise me where to set them!
But l dare say you think me presum.
ing"
She turned her full face to him
"'Presuming!' You're furnishing me
now for the dreadful way l talked to
you about Damory Court-before i
knew who you were. Oh, it was In.
pardonablel And after the splendid
thing you had done-I read about 1t
that same evening-with your money,
l meant"
NO, mol" he protested. There
was nothing splendid about it. 1t was
only pride. You see the corporation
was my fathers great idea-the thing
no created and put his soul into-and
it was laundering. l know that would
have hurt him. One thing I've wanted
to say to you. ever since the day we
talked together-about the duel. ]
want to say that whatever lay behind
it. my fathers whole life was darkened
by that event. Now that l can put
two and two together, I know that it
was the cause of his Sadness"
"Ah, l can believe that" she re-
piled.
Il think he had only two interests
myself and the corporation. So you
see why I'd rather save that and be a
beggar the rest of my natural life.
But I'm not a beggar. Damory Court
2lOuC ID WI II a. H. hull
dred times what l left"
You are SO utterly different from
what | imagined you'll"
Il could never have imagined you"
he said, never"
Il must be terribly outre."
you are SO many women In one.
When I listened to your harp playing
l could hardly believe 1t was the same
you I saw gaIloping across the fields
that morning. Now you are a different
woman from both of those"
AS she looked at him, her lips curled
co~rner-wise. her foot slipped on the
sheer edge of the turf. She swayed
toward him and he caught her, feel
ing for a sharp instant the adorable
nearness of her body. 1t ridged all his
skin with a creeping delight. She re-
covered her footing with an exclama-
ton, and turned back somewhat abb
ruptly to the porch where she seated
herself on the step, drawing her flmy
skirt aside to make a place for him.
There was a moment of silence which
he broke.
That exquisite serenade you were
playingl You know the words. OF
course"
They are more lovely, II possible,
than the score. Do you care for
poetry"
I've always loved It," he said. Tive
been reading some lately-a little old
fashioned book l found at Damory
Court It's Lucille Do you know it?'
Yes. It's my mothers favorite."
He drew it from his pocket See.
I've got it here. It's marked, too"
He opened it, to close it instantly
not, however, before she had put out
her hand and laid it, palm down, on
the page. That rosel Oh. let me
have it,"
"Neveri" he protested. Look here.
When l put it between the leaves, l
did SO at random. l didn't see till