Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1915-09-14
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for her rudeness.
30 Sally and Caesar went to the pine
woods once more, and for the first
time since that May morning when she
had slipped through his hedge she met
the "miser Of Havelock."
He was standing under the pines
listening to the song Of a wood thrush
He was bareheaded. and Sally remem-
bered, with guilty pang. Aunt James
idle gossip that the "miser' had taken
to going bareheaded about the coun-
tryside.
He heard Caesars pattering tread on
the pine needles and turned his head
Just as Sally came to a pause, looking
Like a lovely picture In her pink frock.
The sunlight slanted down and touch
ed her brown hair with golden lights.
Her eyes were as blue as the uncloud-
Cd sky.
GOOD afternoon" he said gravely,
and without waiting for an exchange
Of courtesies he looked up to the top
most twig Of pine where the thrush
was silhouetted against the sky.
"Mr. Worth" began Sally timidly,
ave been wanting to see you-to tell
you I'm sorry about the hat"
His eyes looked so surprised that
Sally's heart Jumped oddly, just as If
he had said: "Why, this girl Is much
nicer than I thought She Isn't such a
barbarian, after air.
He smiled, too, and ten years vanish
ed. Surely he was not more than thir-
ty. he looked very boyish.
"Pray don't trouble about the
wretched hat" he said. I'm sorry
acted so panic stricken over 1t, but
he laughed outright-'it was very Sc
rious matter"
II am sorry. I was very rude about
It and about the flowers" she added.
"Would 1t bore you II told you why
am called miserT' He hesitated.
A lovely look came into sally's eyes.
II woul4 feel honored by your conf
dence," she said quite humbly.
he found seat for her on fallen
log, and, sitting down on the pine nee
dies. he stuffed his pipe into his pock-
ct and began.
Sally listened. fascinated, 10 story
Of how a man, his father, mad failed
In business, in the crash carrying to
ruin a number Of his customers, men
Of small means who had trusted him.
Almost Immediately he had died, and
on his deathbed bis son had promised
to pay back every creditor and clear
his fathers name. To him 1t was a
sacred trust, and he had paid up the
debts, denying himself luxuries and
even necessaries. Dick Havelock had
been his college chum. and last year
Dick had offered his friend the use Of
the country house. with the privilege
of selling fruits and flowers, while he
saw that the place was kept in re-
pair.
James Worth was q writer who was
struggling toward success. He had
Just completed a novel, 1t had been ac-
cepted by publishers. and substantial
check was In his pocket.
81 am happy today" he concluded
frankly. This check will pay of the
last Indebtedness against my fathers
name"
IL am 80 glad for you," said Sally
softly. "and thank you for telling me.
wish every one knew that the 'miser
of Havelock' Is q nobleman in dis
guise."
"Oh." he cried. In embarrassment, ~
only told you because IL didn't want
you to misunderstood. Any decent
chap would have done the same thing"
you will be going away?" she asked.
He nodded. Tomorrow. Wait a
moment. please" He disappeared
among the trees.
Sally waited ten minutes, and then
he returned, bearing a small bunch OF
lilies OF the valley.
"These have been coming into bloom
in the darkest corner under the hedge"
he explained. II was hoping I would
see you again. was saving them for
you"
Sally pinned them at her breast
II felt so mean about the others" he
confessed. "But I got $25 for that
bouquet, and 1t helped lot You un-
derstand nowr
Sally smiled. II understand" she
said and gave him her hand In fare
we'll.
"Good luck" she wished him.
"Oh, shall be coming back to see
your he said.
And who can blame Sally Worth II
she does call her husband the prince
Of Havelock" sometimes? Usually,
| though, she calls him Jimmy
| At Balaklava.
The total Russian forces. infantry
cavalry and artillery, at Balaklava hal
been variously estimated at from 30.
900 to $4,000 men, while the English
force was much smaller In numbers.
rha txuo famous charges of that day