Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1915-05-24

The Daily Storu
Mary-The Contrary

| were the two" Mary Gale declared.
| Because you make mountains of golf
tees, dear" Carlyle explained in a su-
perior tone
How fortunate you have discovered in
time what a disagreeable person | am ~
flashed Mary. "But let me assure you
that since our engagement my diary reads
| like the history of a South American re-
| public"
Frequent misunderstanding resulted in
Mary declining to step into the frail craft
OF matrimony and selecting instead an
/ ocean liner, remaining abroad five years
| At a reception in Marys honor upon
her return, there was no one she well
coined more graciously than Carlyle. Hers
was dlsarming cordiality.
The plan was made to go from place to
place In Carlyle's motor and visit the
scenes OF old quarrels.
Where first?" asked Carlyle, as they
were speeding down the avenue the next
morning in his car Have you your
guide book7"
Mary promptly drew forth a red diary.
country CluD, Sne directed
"The auarrel?" he smiled when they
were seated In comfortable chairs on the
piazza.
Because l was pleasant to BERTHE Hill
lard" she blushed. Ito punish you for
being late"
y Unreasonable of you to be angry be-
cause 1 was late, Mary. In those days
business kept me tied down"
you were always late" defended Mary
II spent most of my time waiting for
you"
There's BERTHE now" said Carlyle.
But we won't quarrel about him any
more-hes married.
"There arc" admitted Mary. worse
faults than being late"
'I'm not so busy now-so you see our
uuarrels haven't stood the test of time,
said Carlyle.
ut takes more than two quarrels to
break an engagement" said Mary hip-
ping the pages of her diary. Our next
one occurred beneath the tree near the
fourth green" There was something
busness-like in her manner as she led
the way across the links.
Like old times commented Carlyle.
II haven't arrived at an age to en-
Joy living in the past said Mary
crIsply
THE present is good enough" agreed
Carlyle, as they sat down on rustic
bench. Pm glad you are willing to bury
the past"
"I meant nothing of the kind" stormed
Mary. I'VE will now take UP the quarrel
that marks this spot"
why this is where l told you I loved
youl" declared Carlyle. Let me see that
book" He extended his hand, but Mary
shook her head.
You can't" she said.
Little girl. don't you suppose re-
member distinctly what happened here?
Instead of reviving old quarrels let's
start all over again beneath this dear
old tree" Carlyle's voice was compell-
ing.
Mary's face was averted as she an
swered.
There would be new quarrels-I make
mountains of golf tees"
III agree to be compatible to all your
incompatibilities," he smiled. II love |
Mary when she's contrary"
you think you debut you don't"
she quoted. Then with scream of te,
ror she jumped on the bench, for COM
ing toward them was an amable-look- |
ing COW. Mary's terror was not affected |
for she made no distinctions in bovines
Mary" said Carlyle with a solemn |
air, I'VE are in peril. Here, that red |
book would divert him." Before Mary |
could protest. her diary was thrown as !
a hostage to the enemy. Carlyle followed
her as she fled toward the clubhouse.
I'VE might have been killed." gasped
Mary, sinking into a chair.
Carlyle concealed with difficulty his Ella
tion at the fate of the volume which kept
injuries fresh in Mary's mind. Then
disquieting thought struck him. Suppose
Mary's diary was found.
Mary" he said I'll go and find your
book, Some one may read It,"
mo. no. no." cried Mary excitedly.
You mustn't"
Unheeding he moved off
Bobby! or my sake-don't 60" There
was CONSERVATION in her face.
Why, little girl he exclaimed joyfully.
There is no danger The creature has
gone by this time"
At this instant a young man in white
lannels came up.
Pardon me. but does this book belong
o either of you? It's brand new and had
10 name in it-but thought"
Yes, it's mine, thank you," she inter-
'upted.
'A-new-diary?" queried Carlyle, as
onished.
Yes: I burned the old one-four years
Lgo."'
Then why did you pretend ?"-began
carlyle.
"I wanted an excuse to visit our tree
Without seeming too sentimental" she
boldly. you may think what
'ou like Of me-"
"I think you are adorable" declared
'arlyle,
I'm glad 1 bought that diary" sighed
Iary happily. ut will be so nice to keep
off scores in. But" as an afterthought,
we'll let the old scores go!"
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