Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1915-04-22
MISS GWEERIE'S BOOTS
BY IzoLA FoRREsTER.

Copyright. 1915. BY the Mcclure News
paper SyndicAte.l
Gwennle LEFT them herself under the
bed In the hotel room the night be-
fore she sailed for England. They
were very new boots. She had had
them made specially for all those won
derful traniping jaunts she had been
planning for months.
Il don't see what you can do about
II now" Amy said. in cousinly apathy.
sitting back in her steamer chair
You can write to the hotel 10 save
them for you"
Save themi" repeated Gwennie
Where are they now2 Probably the
chanIbermaid grabbed them"
Wireless after them" murmurei
Cecily the next cousin In the steam
er chair row. "Or. wait, can't you
send letters back by the pilot? We
haven't dropped the pilot yet"
Thus 1t happened that & strenuous,
somewhat urgent note went back TO
the proprietor of the st. Alban. the
select private hotel near Gramercy
Park. and the rest OF Mr.. Hubert Sea.
bury was disturbed thereby.
He had only taken the room for
the night, and had left an early call,
intending to sail the following morn.
ing for Southampton. The tap on his
door about eleven was disturbing.
"Boots?' he repeated. cropping un-
der the brass bed. There aren't any
boots here Whose boots?"
Ladies', sir" said the bellboy,
pleasantly. Number threes. black calf
Maybe she left them in the ward
robe"
An around they hunted until Sea
bury pulled them out from behind a
door. Something like a definite thrill
passed through his hand. wrist. arm.
and so to his heart from those boots
They were small yet sensible. dIstinc.
tive yet modest He eyed them re.
fectively. approvingly.
She sailed this morning. and
they're TO be sent on TO Lonaon,"
vouchsafed the boy It's a good
thing the chambermaid didn't cop
them"
Il am going to London" unused Sea
bury. II could easily deliver them
] sail in the morning Tell the pro
prietor Ill bring them down myself
The boat was overdue, and il was
the night of the 9TH when he drew uI
I'm a cab before Willoughby square
Miss Marsh and her cousins had left
for Scotland with their aunt Mrs
Cavendish Leland The address was
Cavendish Lodge. Dunlevy.
Seabury ascertained the exact spot
In the Highlands where Dunlevy lay.
rested overnight. stunned London, and
went up on the morning express.
Dunlevy was jewel nesting in the
heather. He made inquiries at the
inn, and engaged cart to take him
up To- Cavendish Lodge. II was
drive Of eight miles A gardener
seemed the only human being around
the place He was on his knees, clip
ping at the low hedge.
Mrs. Leland haze gang ava for the
week. he said ITO the isles"
Seabury took off his cap and wiped
his forehead. Had the young ladies
gone alone to the isles? They had
Seabury drove calmly back to the inn,
engaged rooms and settled down to
wait, with the boots.
But the days dragged, and he be.
gan to take long walks up over the
hill paths. and through the glens, and
he found that another wandered over
them daily. She was a bonnie High.
haired. with a way OF looking at one
sidelong. He asked the innkeepeI
her name.
tbs a young American niece Of
Mrs. Leland's,' he said blandly. "A
Miss Marsh
Il thought they had all gone cruis
ing 80 the isles"
This one sprained her ankle the
first day she was here. She's all well
now"
Seabury went outside and stared at
the surrounding highlands. Twelve
days and more he had wasted. Dog
gedly he secured the boots and start
ed up to the lodge. Yes. the gardener
said, the Teddy was there. coming from
the collies' kennels.
Seabury waited her approach. Four
or five collies accompanied her. He
held his precious parcel under one
arm.
Miss Gwendolin Marsh?" he asked.
Gwennie bowed In grave-eyed sur
prise. He tried to find the proper In
PRODUCTION, the best choice OF words.
but under the searching look in her
blue eyes nothing came. only I've
got your boots"
Have you really?" cried Gwennie,
the ones l left in New York oh,
I'm so glad to get them back
She reached her hand for the par
Gel. but SeabUry held on to IL.
Gwennie blushed at the look in
his eyes. II did seem good after two
weeks 10 see youngster with the
home cut to him.
She held out her hand. and he gave
them TO her reluctantly. Il was sun
set over the glens when he said good
by to the group out on the lawn. But
Gwennie strolled down the hedge row
with him, and smiled back in his eyes
when he said softly:
"GOod-by. for little while, Gin
derella."
Good-by. Prince" she answered. "un-
I'll Paris
The Defense.
Il can prove that this prisoner new
er, as charged. clearly uttered these