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"Humph! II was girl T. wouldn't
be putting on any airs about being q
man hater. not when there was such
q fine young man as Joe. Good even.
ing. Molly. We were just wondering
when you were going to settle down
and get married." said Mrs. Bunce as
Molly paused before them.
| Molly wrtnkled her pretty nose,
"You know am going to become a
dear, delightful little spinster like Su-
san Libby" she protested. dropping
light kiss on the offended Susan's ear.
Dear, delightful little sauce box"
snapped Susan as Molly darted away.
Joe Morton came along. humming
tune under his breath. He smiled In
his large, friendly way upon the two
good gossips.
Mrs. Bunce put out freckled hand.
"Joe." she said. with heavy humoF,
"Susan and I are wondering when
you're going to get married and settle
down in that new house you built last
spring. q, ~~
$50 am l." was Joe's noncommittal
reply. and his dazzling smile took the
| sting from his answer: He moved
away, still smiling and his eyes dream
lily fixed on Molly Ditson's white clad
form In the distance.
That's right; follow the butterdyg'
| muttered Mrs. Bunee darkly.
While the older people discussed
neighborhood affairs youth was max
ing merry in the rambling old place.
In the kitchen some were bobbirg for
apples, while others tested fate with
| melted lead or roasting chestnuts.
! :. Joe Morton followed the lead of his
! friends and entered TITO all the games
with an amusing gravity. When his
dark head emerged dripping with water
from tub, there was great red apple
held In his strong white teeth.
"Joe always gets what he goes aft
!. err said Oliver Bunce approvingly.
Joe Morton heard the words. frown-
ed for an instant, then. shaking the
drops from his head; smiled grimly.
IF that is the CASE" be muttered.
Il might as well 60 and get what I
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cry isn't necessary "
He picked up towel from the snowy
pile Hannah Mix had provided. dried
his hair and face and went out Of the
kitchen into the back porch.
He had noticed that Molly went out
| that way.
In the midst Of the revelry Molly
w In IN
had promised the gypsy.
II shall be SO sleepy in the morning
can never get up in time," she
thought. Suppose slip out to the
milk house now and take it to the path!
can be back in time for the mirror
tricks. It's only quarter to II now"
So Molly disappeared from the kitch-
en- and tripped down the winding path
that led through the kitchen garden
to the milk house. The moon was shin
ing brightly. and the pumpkins were
glistening with frost. The little stream
murmured it's way among the. stones.
The moon shone directly through the
uncurtained window Of the little stone
f0ored room, and the glistening pals
and pans gave back subdued refec-
tons.
Molly reached for a pail and dislodg-
ed great new milk pan. 1t fell into
her outstretched hands. and its shining
surface reflected her charming face.
At that very moment church clock
in the village struck the hour of mid
night, the magic hour of the entire
year for all believers in charms. And
who is young that does not believe?
And in that witching instant
shadow stole across the milk pan mir
ror, and Molly noted with freezing
blood that another face was reflected
beside her own. A warm breath min
gled with hers: there was the not un-
pleasant fragrance of tobacco; pair
Of strong arms encircled her shoulders
and two hands clasped hers so that
the pan fell Gathering to the ground.
Molly stared down at the hands.
shaped, and on the little finger of one
hand cleaned small gold ring on
which was a tiny left hand-extended
as If to clasp another :-...'
And the other ring and tiny hand
was on Molly's engagement finger!
What about the gypsy's prophecy and
the gypsy's charm? .r...
"Oh-h-h!' breathed Molly suddenly.
Molly. darling!' murmured Joe Nor
tons voice.
Joel" she cried family, and it is
significant that she did not withdraw
from his embrace. "Where did you
get-that?"
She touched the little ring on his
| hand.
Then he saw the one on her finger
and marveled.
"rhe gypsy woman gave it to me,''
be admitted. II gave her little sill
yer for the kid, it looked so sick, and
she-er-said my future wife would
wear the mate to it-and is-she Mol.
ly?' ..........
II am sure she is. Joe!'
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