The Brattleboro daily reformer. (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1913-1955, 1916-11-27

the neatly aEFduSeU UlllS anu papClS
he tished a bit of rag. He held 1t
tenderly in the palm of his hand 10Y
a minute, smiling remiaiscently. Ii
was thin white stuff embroidered in
pink and blue daisies, with delicate
tracery of green leaf. The edges were
frayed and torn. He wondered where
the girl was ana who she was-the
owner of the dress. He had found her
in a boat in a little deserted cove at
sunset, her engine gone dead.
Tommy had chugged around the cor
ner and stopped.
"Hello!' he called.
"Hello!' she answered.
whats wrongs?
Il don't know!"
want a lift?"
THANK you. If you'll put me off
at the hotel, l can get my boat in
the morning. She stood up and
there was a sound of ripping and tear
ing as one of the fiounces caught and
held.
"Oh, what a rotten shame!' he sym
pathiZed, reaching over and trying TO
| help her eXtricate herself.
II can't help it and it's too late to
| go home for another" she said. I'm
| dining with the Merricks and Alice
can pin me up some way"
Then he lost herl Next day he
| went to the hotel only to find that the
| Merricks had departed. He called him
/ col nd aISn in tho
| calendar for not finding out her name
before.
| He continued his search disconso-
| lately for days, each hour thinking of
some new charm and almost wearing
out his ragged souvenir with looking
at it. "She was just the girl for me, y
he sighed. Little, pretty, curly hair
peachy lips, teasing eyes, jolly, dandy
teeth, and I'll bet she didn't know &
Latin grammar from a cook book"
Days passed, weeks passed, months
passed. The Bottoms had closed their
cottage and returned to New York
Tommy had given up loafing and wa:
working hard in his fathers bank
The first of November came. Tommy
was getting restless again.
MAY l have next week off, Dad?
think, if you don't mind I'll go up t.
!, Danny's in Maine and shoot a bit
, "Sure, boy, go if you wish"
So Tommy, with bag and gun case
/ raped one evening at Danny's cot
tage and old Martha let him in.
"Bless me, it's the boy, DAM
Ii After supper, the men settled dow
to talk and Martha sat sewing by tn
: fire. Strip after strip she sewed en'
| to end, rolling them into a ball 70
| the weaver. It's for rag rugs fo
the new lodge up yonder," she eS
| | planned ''The missus sent me bushel
of things to cut up. Here's one fiji
; ished! She proudly held up a rus
all the colors of the rainbow.
) pretty, very" agreed Tommy. con
, wouldn't think rags could be mad
into that" His eye wandered owe
the heap on the floor. Suddenly h
. saw something-a piece of white thi
, stuff, embroidered in pink and blu
| daisies.
where did you get this, Martha
! springing to his feet and holding tn
! strip toward her.
"Why, that came with the rest of Tia
i, things Mrs. Sawyer sent. One c
, Miss Genevieves dresses [ suppose y
"Genevieve Sawyer!' Tommy wa
: sure he had lost his senses. Are tn
q Sawyers herew
''They built the new lodge" e,
planned Danny. ''Ye ought to see il
Some day Miss Genevieye wants to G
hunting with me. Dye care if we tax
her?'
NO" agreed Tommy huskily. ''W
, might take her tomorrow
Danny was trailing a deer. Tomm
perfectly happy, was breaking fros
underbrush for Genevieve to 2
through. The girl, to a casual Q
server, was as happy as Tommy al
in her fawn-colored hunting suit W;
as pretty as she was in the pink al
= blue summer frock.
A. Suddenly Tommy turned. "Sa
- what's the difference between Lat
W grammar and cook boOk?'
Re She thought for a moment. 'Wh
I don't know. What's the answer
: she asked.
:, Tommy caught her hand and look
70 into her eyes. 1.-THE answer is
y said deliberately, "that I'm going
st marry you, dear if you'll have me?
5 Copyright. 1916. by the Mcclure Newsr
per Syndicate)