Bridgeton pioneer., 1915-03-25
Anne 'sG,reat;
Discovery
A Call That Made Her Sure
About Her Own Heart.
By EMILY HODGES.

tlng cold cream on her face, and Mai
Sic was watching her from the bed.
1t was to pretty Maisie a very funny
performance-Annes nightly comfort.
ing of her complexion with cold cream.
She wondered if she would do the
same when she was thirty-six and un.
married. But she would not be un-
married at thirty-six. OF course not
There was Dick, and she was deter
mined to marry Dick, no matter what
Anne or Aunt Hannah said. 1t was
about Dick that Anne was talking now
You know as well as l do" Anne
went on, that you are too young even
to think of marrying, and, anyway,
Dick Launt isn't person you should
consider for one moment" Anne
closed the cold cream box with a sigh.
when you do marry l want you to
have some one who is worthy of you"
lis that the reason you've never
married?' Maisie asked innocently.
Anne flushed under the cold cream.
THAT was the reason" she returned
steadily.
Haven't you ever been sorry?' Mai
sic persisted. She wished Anne had not
hidden her face by turning out the gas
the voice, Anne's voice, told so little.
IL don't know that 1 have been.
Good night. dear" And Maisie had
nothing to do but answer obediently,
Good night. Anne"
But long after Maisie was asleep
Anne lay awake thinking.
Sixteen years-what long time that
was! She was twenty that summer,
just out of school, and she had a pink
dress afloat with ruffies One day when
she had been wearing that dress Sic
had met Dwight Marshall He was II
good deal like Dick Launt-big clear
eyed, ready to laugh. Like Dick. too
he was a plain workin%man and hat
come from long way eff to find wor..
In Hassell 1t did not take Dwight
long to fall in love with the pinl; dres>
and her. and it did not take her long
to see it. He WAS her first beau. aut
straightway the world was made ovpI
for her.
But her mother was watch and ward
She had had to make many sacrifices
in order to educate Anne. and she was
worthy of the best, Mrs. Hall did not
by any means consider Dwight Mar
shall the best, and she was determined
that he should not have Anne. She
appealed to Anne's pride and reason
and after time had the satisfaction
Of seeing her arguments prevail. Anne
gave up her lover He was hurt, dis
appointed, bitterly angry.
This is your mothers doings," he
said.
NO" Anne lied proudly, 'it's mine
You aren't good enough for me-"
you'll be sorry for this some day."
he returned And that was his last
word to her. She had never seen or
heard from him since. She probably
never would again. And now here
was Maisie in the same boat in which
she herself had been. But Maisie's
heart would not be broken. Hers had
not been. There had been times, In
deed, when she was glad that she had
not married Dwight. Maisie would
come to feel the same way about Dick.
Anne scarcely slept all night
THAT cold cream makes you pale"
Maisie said next morning. what
makes you use it, Anne? Are you
afraid of wrinkles?" Anne WINGED, and
Ma1sie went on wickedly. Mrs. Warne
says it doesn't make any difference
how woman looks if she isn't mar
r1ed or doesn't intend to be-
Mrs. Warne was the young matron
who lived across the street Because
she and Maisie were very friendly and
she was known openly to sympathize
with Maisie's love affair Anne and her
mother had not called upon her, though
she had lived in the town almost a
year. Now of a sudden Anne felt al
most hatred for the gay little woman
who seemed so happy in her married
life and obviously had no need of cold
cream or any other preparation for her
charming face.
Anne was out of sorts all day. Her
painting class did badly, her head
ached, and she tore her walking skirt
by stepping upon it in her hurry to
take car. Tired and utterly forlorn.
she was sitting in her room trying to
repair the skirt when Maisie came
running upstairs and entered painting
with her haste.
"Oh, Anne" she gasped, there's a
man in the parlor waiting to see you!
told him you'd be right down"
A man in the parlor to see Anne was
almost an unheard of thing. Yet she
took three stitches deliberately.
"Aren't you soing to fix your hair or
- or anything" MaiSie demanded.
why shnul9 - 'Anne said. 1T is
only some one to see about lessons
probably"
The parl0r door was open, and she
went in softly. The man was waiting
with his eXpectant face turned toward
her. She gave him one glance and
turned as white rs her linen collar.
Dwight Dwight Marshallr' she
said. Then she seemed to remember
nothing more until she found herself
On the sofa. with him close beside her.