The bee. (Earlington, Ky.) 1889-19??, 1914-08-14

her own wounded love and anguIshed
pride, was not the woman to shrink
from making the sacrifice complete
and deep. however her feet might
bleed on the weary way.
She telegraphed to Harrington that
Jim would reach home at noon Of the
next day and would come down to
Long Island Immediately and mean
time determined to expedite his trip
in every manner. Whoever this wo-
man was TO Jim. Grace resolved that
Jim must reach her bedside before
death closed her eyes If she could
make It possible.
The railroad time tables showed her
that connections could not be made
until very late In the evening, and she
decided that he must be hurried down
In her automobile.
II was swift machine that had
been bought especially for her use by
her mother Jim had steadfastly re-
fused to learn to drive It. But Grace
decided that It would not do to have
the chauffeur drive Jim on such an
GRAND, for fear OF gossip among the
servants. She came to the brave de-
cision that she would drive the ma
chine herself.
II was very worried and excited
man who ran to her at the gate Of the
railroad station. Tell me what It
means, Gracer cried he.
Grace Garrison had faced the sacri-
fee, but she was woman. Her face
grew stern and cold. She replied that
a crowded station was hardly the place
for such condolences and waited silent
ly till he was In the automobile. Then.
when they were whlzzing on their way
to Long Island, she looked fixedly at
Jim and without word handed to
him the telegram from Harrington.
Jim read 1t silently. His face de-
noted some distress. but II denoted
more bewilderment.
I'm awfully sorry The Girl is dy-
ing" he said. 1T sort OF breaks me
up. But II she had to die wish that I
had been left in peace till had fin
ished business In Kentucky. was
just closing very profitable little
transaction"
Grace looked at him In shocked
amazement Jim stared at her and
opened his mouth to say something,
but thought better of IL. Grace turned
her face away to hide her tears. which
she could not repress try as as she
would. She did not trust herself to
speak except once or twice to ask the
direction from Jim. The last time she
fancied that she heard him chuckle.
but dismissed the idea as morbid
fancy.
Harrington met them with a cordial
handshake and strange cheerfulness.
which was explained when he said
hurriedly to Jim that The Girl was
much better. Then he asked coldly If
they would not like to see her.
Jim replied in the affirmative with
out a moments hesitation, but Grace
held back. Then Jim chuckled. 1t
was du uutuiStdhdUit OuL anu OUT
chuckle.
Bewildered, wondering, Grace fol-
lowed the two men as Harrington led
the way to the stables.
A rather feeble looking mare whin-
MED when she saw Jim and made
weak effort to get upon her feet
On the way back Jim said with
happy smile: you'll have to read up
on one subject, anyway. darling. Any
body who knows anything at all about
horses knows The Girl. She is the
most famous trotting mare in the Unit
ed States, and she belongs to the firm
of your truly, Garrison & harrington.
I'm glad she Is better; but, sweetheart
even II she had died would have con-
sidered her well paid for by the knowl-
edge I've won through your misunder-
standing about that telegram. Am
very stupid. darling. If think that you
love me, even though l don't know
much Of literature and art?"
And Grace Garrison gave him re-
ply that convinced him that he was
not stupid.