The Palatka news and advertiser. [volume] (Palatka, Fla.) 1908-19??, 1915-10-29

for that fact. The cheese-cake PIE
w., ,uas aatan SO were large slices Oh
hraad and lam. One day the uil-
known sighed contentment ove d one
delectable bit of fried chicken, anu anu If
dav It was a sparkling pltchel cd
bome-brewed ginger ale, accompaTrLie ot
hv little crumbly Scotch cakes. lnao
o S;y,caested gingerbread, which he ave aee
S s 80 and hot, Somehow that
made Margaret think Of hap- .l dsy
and maple syrup, and the neN natter
she appeared with bowl Oh jaw
and frying pan. ,,.,, =, sum-
mer's afternoon may not sounu - H". "te
ing, but the "hero of romance .o% ",i
nieeteen and incurred as he Serapeu
the last drop If hattcc ihVo '''
Hii ayo pau" are entirely too good to me-,
ba sighed as he put the cork back II IN,
to the syrup bottle, and then TOOK GLle
f f. nan to the creek to wash II.
"Don't do that" remarked Marg a.
re+ "Cold water won't take tne
grease off. I'll wash 1t "ne" B,
0a an wish this could go on forever t,,
he murmured, throwing himself on 'he
bank near her. r.no watnr
Margaret scattered little water
over the embers Of the fire: ,
eyes" she assented, $50 do l.
"But it can't" ne SAID Tbore
"No," she sighed, 81 know lheie
are only a few days more" oy
"a "What makes you say that?" n
"Ob, it is Just perfect as it IS FER
hans more of it would spoil every
thing" g, :. for mo" he
said seriously. GAS it happens l mus !,
90 home next week, but l though'L -
"What?" asked Margaret, as nc
paused. ,,,-- AVID pbiIa.
"Well, there are letters, and Fhll"'
delphia isn't So" III, 10 bo,
Margaret raised her hands to mel
Cd" " 9 don't please. I don't want to to
know, Remember our bargaln-"e
are incognito." ,..ln
"As long as the game lasted, =,
"Rut don't you see it would spoil
what we have had, if we went on ana
began a conventional, everyday 1rle I,,
shin? Please don't do that. We
had plenty of that sort. l want my
one poor little bit of romance-eVen
if it is only make-believe-to be
- ~ ~, circumference that | can car
nv with me always. 1t IS Just rlgh'
now-all rounded out and tlnis5heu-
don't let's spoil it by dragging 1t into
the light of everyday affairs. Can
Won see what l mean?-hoW l ioob
Of it," She smiled at him hall
wbimsically and half seriously, ah(
for a moment he made no reply, pI'
gazed into her eyes so searehlngIS
that she turned them away. r
"All right" he finally said. "Le
rs keep our romance--you know 1t Is
mine as well as yours-and perhap!
lii would be best to let today wind
m. After all I really ought to g
home tomorrow. | was stretchinlt
a point by waiting until next week
What do you think?' -.
Margaret's eyes had widened ut
tie, but she answered resolutely.
~ think you are right" Then sh,
suddenly held out her hand. Good
bye" she said, little falteringly
"you have been very good to me;
"Tell me one thing he said, hold
ing her hand close. 81 don't know
thing about you, not even your name
| And how can I think of you with
out something to call you by
The rebellious blood surged int
Margaret's face. =,
"Do you know what call your sh
asked.
"My Hero"
OOH" he began blankly. The
"Ohr he repeated, starting forwar
eagerly, but she had fed. And at
ter a step or two he did not follow
only called softly:
"Good-bye, my Heroine"
So the game was over and done
PLAYED to its artistic finish. 1t coul
now become the blessed bit of men
ory that Margaret intended it shout
Re. But when at five o'clock next al
ternoon masculine form came quiet
" through the trees to the little foe
bridge. she was already there.
az had to come she evnlaine
hastily, 81 forgot the frying pan"
~ know you did" he answered
That's the reason I came, too"
~ thought you were going hon
this morning" she remarked, hopin
that he would not perceive that 81
was glad he had not
81 couldn't, he replied. "Yester
day I did what you asked and "
, played our little game out, but toda
I want to tell YOU"
"You needn't" blurted out Marg
; ret. furiously red Of face and moist
hand. 81 know already. Your nan
, is Thomas Bailey: YOU are thirtv-tv
; years old, and you live in Philade
phia-or rather out in Germantow
\ on School Lane, I think-with yor
: mother and two sisters. One hi