Belington progressive. [volume] (Belington, W. Va.) 1912-1927, 1914-03-26

ssSS-, ~.AARasss must needs be
coldly aloof. and discourage any atten-
tons.
But today when I read her letter
urging me to come to HONEYWELL for
the month Of August. mutinied, for
there was the inevitable postscript:
''Oh, Alfene, Tom has invited the
dearest man in the worid-next to
himself-to spend the month with us!
We met him when we went west last
winter. although Tom used to know
him long ago In college. He's Just
your sort of man.
MY sort Of man. indeed; don't,
know. myself. what sort that may be.
] sat down in a white heat OF anger,
end laid bare my pent-up feelings to
Nan.
+ received in reply such dear little
note from Nan. She was so sorry.
and she would not match-make any
more She and Tom had reconciled
themselves to the idea that | was
heart-whole and fancy-free, and would
probably remain so, so telegraphed
that I would start tonight.
When ! reached the little station
near HONEYWELL, my heart failed me
at beholding, in waiting with Nan and
Edgar man. big and brown. He was
introduced tome in careless way by
Ian aid Mr. Saltern. | was treasured
when she babe Edgar occupy the front
seat Of The touring car with him, and
she and I took the back seat.
afs 7 l~.~tat =
ding way
only Edgars tutor" she replied.
"The lad got SO behind In his studies
last year when he went with us, that
Tom engaged this man to coach him"
We had a lovely evening. There
was soft misty rain-what Edgar
called "drizzle-drazzle," and we all
spent the evening within. Mr.. Saltern
seems to be quite en- fannie. He Is
such a strapping, manly fellow, |
shouldn't think tutoring would be his
line.
1 never had such q delightful week
ct HONEYWELL Such quiet restful
time am studying Spanish with Mr..
Saltern and Edgar. We three go on
excursions together. Edgar explores
tho woods and the river while his tu-
tor and sit on a fallen log and he
reads Spanish.
Tomorrow Is my last day at Home
wild in peace and comfort, for Nan
has invited some people down shall
continue to devote most of my time to
Spanish, however. as am making
such progress, and enjoy the study so
much, but it won't be quite the same
with curious people about. We are 60
ing for our last row on the river to-
night
We went far up the river last night.
and drifted back. He dtdyr't nave to
row. The light from moon q pale
orange shone deep down in the river,
and somewhere off in the wooded
shores, mans rich tenor voice was
ringing forth, the notes falling with
caressing cadence We we're talking
seriously about life and the end Of my
visit, and then. I don't remember now
he told me, but the orange moon. the
lights In tbs river, the soft lapping Of
the water Sgadnst the boat, the dis
tant song and what he whispered to
me were all blended into one beauti-
full whole.
After awhile he talked seriously
again. this time about himself and
his-I mean our prospects. 1t seems
he has big busin ess, but it hsss come
to standstiIl pending the issue Of q
lawsuit, and In the meantime he is
tutoring Edgar. In the fall he will
be IN position to go on with his basil
ness, and at Christmas I am going to
his home with him
told Nan this morning while he
had gone to the station with Tom to
bring back the guests. To my surprise
she was greatly pleased. Then she
looked little frightened,
ooh, Allene, don't know how to
tell you, but he isn't Mr.. Salbern. He
isn't Edgar's tutor Cont look SO
stern, dear, but he Isl
"Jim Wilde, Toms friendj" T replied,
calmly.
ooh, Allene, how did you know? He
told me he hadn't confessed yet"
TELL me first why he IS here In
7cognsto."
Q was here when your HWful let
ter came. and didn't know what to
90. | read it to Tom. and he just
roared, and handed it to Jim, and they
fixed up this scheme It wasn't my
plan. felt guilty, but you were hav-
ing such q good time, couldn't spoil
IT,"
And so, after all, I had match
made for me by my sistereAn-law.