The Raymer enterprise., 1915-10-28
THE BALLOON PATCH
Became Means Of Reuniting
Two Lovers Who Had Quar-.
relied and Parted.
BY CLARIssA MAck,E.

5ouen " ndIlCn Sdltiuiiy ulOtttu inc
sheet Of paper and reread the letter
written in his splashing black char.
acters. II wss manly letter of regret
over mistake he had made--a misun.
dertandins between Donald and the
girl he loved. and 1t had parted them.
He was In the wrong, and he frank.
ly acknowledged ii. Then he had
poured out his love and his longing
for reconciliation. He slipped the
letter 10 an envelope and addressed 1t
to Marjorie Hinman at her fathers
country home over on the other side
Of the island.
His young nephews we're calling
oim with lusty lungs Uncle Don!
Come and open the box OF fire.
works."
Smiling. he went out on the lawn
where the eYpressman had dumped
the packing case. The three boys
were pecking at the boards with
hammers and chisel.
Il expect II We were to set on the
4hole box II would shake the island"
boasted little Frank.
"I'll bet Aunt Marjorie could hear
IT," remarked Bob.
Donald redeemed hotly. He paused
with one sunbrowned arm in midair.
Aunt Marjorie'" he repeated grim.
y. Where did you learn that"
Bob shrugged carelessly. Cousin
Patty said when you and Miss Mar
iorin were married. why. shed be our
sunt, So | asked her II she minded
our calling her Aunt Marjorie right
of--just to get used to Il, you know"
ne explained
What did she say7" asked Donald.
"She got awful red and said was
; dear and she guessed she didn't
mind. Just like a girl not to know
whether she did mind or mott" he
sdded contemptuously.
When did this happen"
Last week. say. Uncle Don.
hurry up ard open II. won't you,
please"
Amid the splinterins nf pine covers
and the chatter OF the hnys Donald's
hou3hts ran swiftly.
She had said ii last week. All
Last week all had been well with
hem. their happiness seemed assured.
But Low, because ri his uureasontng
jealousy. their bliss had turned to
sorrow aud bitterness
Th"ro was one comfort. he thought
when she received his repeniant let.
er she might relent. He would take
down and mail II that evening. sne
would receive II the ueat morning. tho
Fourth, and perhaps she would call
lin by telephone to tell him tha: be
vas forgiven and that he must come
icross the Island at once Perhaps
she would meet him half way!
I His medi,aiions were drowned In a
: 'horis of excited cries as his nephcws
ell upon the fireworks and sorted
hem into shape.
/ Look, Uncle Don cried Ned
I One nf these fire balloons is torn
in put patch on H." said Donald.
Well send that fellow up now. oh?
There's a good stift breeze Rob. go
md bring me the paste pot aud
shset Of paper"
Here comes Cousin Patty" said
frank, running TO meet the little gos-
iipy, hrlght.eyed relative whose cot.
age vas almost at the end Of the
,lif.
! Well, fatiy?" smiled Donald as
le shock hands.
/ i am well. Don" said Cousin PATTY.
I've been fishing all morning OF the
foG3tone light"
What iuck?"
Not mueh--except that ! caught
'eter Gray's scarlet sweater and near.
/ Y pulled him overheard" gigRled
Patty.
Peter Gray-horer" seov!ed Don
4 nd, for he vas jealous Of Young Gray.
Who had sinsularly winning way
With him.
( Stopping at the Humans, sup.
,ose. as usual. He vas out there fish.
ng with Marjorie and her sister. Our
,oats we're quite close together and
ny line few over my head and the
look caught in his collar. Il was all
'ery funny. Peter said il would have
oeen a fair capture only he had been
hooked already
nonald.s face darkened He won
Tered II 1t was one OF Gray's ili.timed
ests or had Marjorie really accepted
( lin on the rebound? Jealousy pos-
,essed him again and he lost his tom.
,er.
I He WAS glad he had moi sent the
etter.
When Patty had gone on to the
iouse Bobby came running back with
be pot of paste,
Il couldn't find any paper, Uncle
Don" he said
j have some here" said Don, and,
caring open his letter 10 Marjorie he
deliberately pasted il. over the torn
place In the paper balloon.
He smiled grimly as his eyes fell
ipon the opening words: MY dar.
ing