The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1914-06-04

mond newspaper. AS Sne thrust IL un-
der her arm her eye caught word OF
a headline. With a flush she tore ii
from its soggy wrapper the wetted
fiber parting in her eager fingers, and
resting her foot on the lower rail OF
the gate, spread it open on her knee.
She stood stock-still until she had
read the whole. 1t was the story Of
John Valiant's sacrifice of his private
fortune to save the ruin of the in
volved corporation.
It's effect upon her was a shock She
felt her throat swell as she read; then
she was chilled by the memory Of
what she had said to him: What
has he ever done except play polo and
furnish spicy paragraphs for the So
ciety columns?"
What beast was!" she said, ad-
dressing the wet hedge. He had just
done that splendid thing. 1t was be-
cause of that that he was little better
than beggar, and l said those hor-
rible things!" Again she bent her
eyes, rereading the sentences: Took
his detractors by surprise
had just sustained a grilling at the
hands Of the states examiner which
might well have dried at their fount
the springs of sympathy"
She crushed up the paper in her
hand and rested her forehead on the
wet rail. Idiotically rich-a vandal--
useless, purse-proud flaneur. She
had called him all thati She could
still see the paleness of his look as
she had said it.
Shirley overexcited as she still was,
felt the Sobs returning. These, how
ever, did not last long and in mo-
ment she found herself smiling again.
Though she had hurt him, she had
saved him, too! When she whispered
this over to herself 1t still thrilled and
startled her. She folded the paper
and hastened on under the cherry
trees.
Emmaline, the negro maid was wait
ing auxiously on the porch. She was
thin to spareness, with face as
brown as tobacco leaf, restless black
eyes and wool neatly pinned and set
off by an amber comb.
Honey" called Emmaline, Use
been fearin' fo' yo' wild all that light
min r'arin' eroun'. Yo' got tn Jess
mine? Give 'em to Em'lineS She'll fix
'em all nice, ies' how Mis- Judith like. "
"All right, Emmaline," replied Shir-
ley. And I'll go and dress. Has
mother missed me?"
Nom. She ain lef' huh room this
whole blessed day. Now yo' barth's
all ready-all 'cep'n tn hot watah,
en- l SEN Ranston with that tn fus'
thing. Yo' hurry en- peel them wet
close off yo'se'f, or yo' have one o
them digested chills."
Her young mistress flown and the
hot water despatched, the negro wom-
| an spread a cloth on the floor and
began to cut and dress the long stalks
| of the flowers. This done she fetched
bowls and vases, and set the pearly'
| white clumps here and thereon the
dining-room sideboard, the hall man
| tel and the desk of the living-room-
till the delicate fragrance filled the
I house, quite vanquishing the rose
scent from the arbors.
AS the trim colored woman moved
lightly about in the growing dusk
with the low click Of glass and mUf
fed clash of silver, the light tat-tat o.
cane sounded, and she ran to the
hall, where Mrs. cambridge was de
scending the stairway, one slim white
hand holding the banister, under the
edge of a white silk shawl which
dropped its heavy fringes to her dai~ ;
ily-shod feet On the lower step
halted, looking smilingly about at th'
blossoming bowls.
Don they smell up tn who'll
house?" said Emmaline. II knows
y'o be pleas, Mis- Judith. Now pu
yo' ham on nah shouldah en- I'll taxi
yo' to yo' big cha'h."
They crossed the hall, the dusk;
form bending to the fragile pressure O
the fingers Now heah's yo' cha'h
Ranston he made UP little fab jes
to take tn damp out. en- tn big lamp
lit, en- Miss Shirley'l be down rish
quick"
| A moment later, In fact. Shirley dc
scended the stair, in a f1lmy gown o
India-muslin, with narrow betting O
gold, against whose flowing sleeve
her bare arms showed with flushe
pinkness the hue of the pale cora
beads about her neck. The dam
newspaper was in her hand.
At her step her mother turned he
head: she was listening intently t
voices that came from the garden
child's shrill treble opposing Ran
ston's stentorian grumble.
ITO RE CONTINIJED.)