The Bridgeport evening farmer. [volume] (Bridgeport, Conn.) 1866-1917, 1915-03-05


She nodded vigorously.
II wtiI-indade will. From now on
I'll do everything they tell me an learn
everything they teach me if It kills
meiv
81 wish you would, he said seriously.
Am when I pass every body else an
know more than any one ever knew
win ye be very proud OF me9a
eyes, Peg. Even more than I am
now
care ye nowT
81 am proud to think you are my
friend"
..Ye,d ha' won yer wager We are
friends, aren't we?''
81 am yoafs-"
t.Sure I'm yours all right
She looked at him. laughed shyly
and pressed her cheeks. He was
watching her closely.
what are you iaughing at9" he
asked.
.'DO re know what Tom Moore wrote
about friendshIpf'
'sNo. Ten me-
Peg sat at the piano and played very
SOFTLY the prelude to an old Irish song
Jerry said surprtsedly. "Oh, 50 you
play?''
'1Afthera fashion Me father taught
me. Me aunt can't hear It An the
teacher In the house said 1t was
dhreadfuI an that must play scales
for two years more before / thry
tune. She said had no ear.''
Jerry laughed as he replied, 81 think
they're very pretty
"Do yeg Wei, watch them am
mebbe We won't mind me singfn' so
much. An, afther ali, ye're only 4
farmer. aren't YEP
Hardly that" And Jerry laughed
again.
.fThis is called a Temple to Friend
ship . she explained.
Indeed ?s'
ttAn' it's about a girl who built q
shrine an she thought she wanted to
put Friendship into It She thought
she wanted Friendship. Afther awhile
she found out her mistake. listen =
And Peg sang. IN a pure, tremulous lit
he voice that vibrated with feeling.
the following:
"A temple toFraendsisip.. said Lara an
I'll build n this garden-the thought 10
Her temple was butlt, ana she now only
An image Of Friendship to place on the
shrine.
she new e = sculptor. who set DOM ~
a Friendship. the faipeat his art eouia
inventt
But 50 cold ana 80 dun that the youtAtal
adorer
Saw piainly this was NOT the idol shs
meant
20 'Oh, never she crfea, sccuId think OF
/ enshrining
But yo casl little god ecups5 upon roses re-
wen make. i you please. sir. = EFisnd-
$50 the barsakn was struck; with the 9its
tie god laden
she 5oyfufly new to her shrine In the
grove
farewell, said the sculptor; .yOusre not
Who came but for Hrteuaship and took
She played the refrain softly after
she had hnishedthe song. Gradually
| the last note died away,
Jerry looked at her in amusement.
Where in the world dfd you learn
that?''
-de father taught it to me" replied
Peg simply. .Tom Moore's one of me
fathers prayer books"
Jerry repeated as though 70 himself:
VINO came but for Friendship ana
took away Lover
Isn't that beautffur9' And Pegs
face had a rapt expression as she look
ed up at jerry.
ssDo you believe it," he asked.
Didn't Tom Moore write ftp che
answered.
us there anything better than friend
ship between man and woman
She nodded:
seIndade there is. Ne father Gsse e
| for me mother or wouldn't be heza
now Ne father loved me mother wits
all his strength an an his SOU"
ssCould you ever feel itY' he asked,
and there was an anxious look In his
eyes as he waited for her to answer.
She nodded.
"Have you ever felt tip ne went on
"AII me life,v answered Peg IN q
whisper.
GAS child, perhaps" remarked 5er-
ry. Some day it win come to yen Az
woman. and then the whole world
viii change for YOU
ST know" replied Peg softly ITe
felt it COMM"
'.Since whenF'' and once again sus-
pense was in his voice.
Ever since-ever since Suddenly
she broke Of breathlessly, and, throw
ing her arms above her head as though
in appeal she cried:
STo Be Continued.I
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