Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1915-06-17

lne next week ne arrived IN Lon
don, and Immediately engaged pas
sage on Transatlantic liner. He
looked over the list of those who had
already registered, and he saw her
name. That is all he looked to see,
for had he glanced down again, he
would have seen her aunt's name,
Lowering.
Just as the big ship was being loos-
ened from her moorings, Lorimer
stood on deck, taking the last look
of the old, old world, so dear to him,
now, because of the events associat-
ed with 1.-THE Partisan star, his
book, and lastly, the night when he
had seen the real heroine play it.
Glancing up he saw her standing
near him, leaning far over the rail-
ing, and he heard her say to her aunt
Europe shall always be dear to me,
there is where I reached the highth
of my ambition" And Lorimer
thought, $50 that is all she cares
about, too, wonder if she ever loved
anyone"
The trip this time was stormy and
most of the passengers were affect
ed with that malady so common on
rough ea-sickness-and, as
even success does not ward it off,
Frances was not feeling at her best.
BY the fourth day, however, the sea
had calmed and Frances, wrapped in
shawls, sat out on deck in her steam
er-chair. She was sitting quietly,
and soon fell asleep.
When she awoke, she found Lori
mer sitting near gazing at her in
tently, "why does he always look at
me SO; of course he does not know
me-"
Just then McFarley, the play
wright, came out Oh deck. He imme-
diately came towards Frances, and
sitting down beside her, talked of
the weather and then of success and
then of Lorimer Aldrich. "He is
wonderfully pleased with your sue
cess" spoke McFarley, "over there
he is now. His millions are involv-
ing him in some trouble. He is hur-
rying to New York now.-You have
never met him Miss Clayton? Why,
thought surely"-and quickly he
jumped up and called to Lorry to
come over, before Frances had time
to protest.
Of course, Lorimer came and then
followed the introductions, and Nc
Farley thought that Miss Clayton
had wonderfully good color for one
affected with sea-sick malady.
The stewards brought Frances her
luncheon and Lorimer and McFar-
ley took their leave, but before 60
ing the former asked her if he
might come again after dinner.
Frances consented and after scarce
ly half hour he again made his ap-
pearance.
First they talked of the weather,
as people are wont to do when no
better subject presents itself, and
then they launched into talk of the
theatre. Of course, then came Lor-
liners congratulations, and Frances
said, "your book was so realistic,
Mr.. Aldrich, l have enjoyed it so
much, and it gave me great pleasure
to play my role"
"But some people did not care
about my book" replied Lorimer.
"Some people, why Mr.. Aldrich,
your praises are still resounding."
"But some didn't think it realistic"
again said Lorimer, he being so de-
lighted in hearing her praises.
"Why, it was just pleasure for me
to learn the parts assigned me.
Realistic, why 1 should think So"
Then Lorimer spoke his mind. In
later life, sometimes, when he wish
ed to tease his wife he would say that
she made him say it. Then he asked
Frances, "do you know why you
thought it realistic, Miss Clayton?"
Frances did not answer, the secret
was to remain with her, but Lorimer
undauntingly said, "why darling, it
was you who made me write that
book. You who inspired every word
of it,"
Frances hung her head and muir
INJURED, "me?"
eyes, you, oh, only say that you do
not despise me for it," said Lorimer.
"Not that, Lorry," said Frances,
relaxing, 81 did not mean you to
think that by my expression, but you
told someone else that before so, you
see, it is not worth much," and
Frances put on very pretty air.
"Someone else! l swear l didn't,
honestly, except" he had thought