The Madison journal. (Tallulah, Madison Parish, La.) 1888-current, 1916-03-11
POSTMARKED BOSTON
BY ANNETTE DEARlNc-
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why, my goodness, Dell, he has
even noticed US since the seas
opened" Marion stared down ar \
strip of crescent beach perplexed Al
frankly indignant. The new life saw
stood as usual, leaning back again,
the tall piling near the life line.
Ever since the beach had openI
he had been on duty there, strapp,
to all of the regular Jathers and N
ficiently good looking to arouse cuI
osity among the girls
81 think he's a college boy earptI
money for his course, don't your" Dl
chewed on some grass speculative
His name is Taylor Crosby. | Tod
out that much. anyway. asked \
girl at the post office, and he get|
letter every day postmarked BosaI
and mails one back every day, dirl
ed to Miss Pauline Holmes"
How perfectly dellcious." MAJ
exclaimed.
Fat Ones" Dell added happily
still he looks anxious; so he ca
be really engaged yet. Don't you
how anxious he looks"
He surely did. Even gloomy.
1--WE might get dad to invite hin
to the cottage. Tell him we've hs.
he's a hero. don't you know? ri ID
dad now"
The major listened to his young
non-committingly, and sized up 4
life saver at a distance.
Seems a decent sort Of fell
Marion" he said. III ask Capl
Briggs about him. If he reports o
you can have him UP when you IN,
The report was o. X. So Mr. q,
by found himself invited to dinner
Major Farley's cottage. Not only
he come up that first night, but al
ward, often. 1t was enough that
] was CTOSDy VI bOoNOh'
Dad" Dell whispered, one nd
perching On the arm of his char
think Marion's falling in love. d
your"
Probably, God bless them both
turned the major genially.
But Marion never forgot the d
letters coming and going from l
ton. Not that she would ask him
she wondered.
They had gone down to meet
afternoon boat one Sunday. I'd
| had been telling her of his home,
suddenly she saw him stop, alert
keen-eyed, and stare at SOMEBODY
ting off the boat.
There she is" he said excits|
by Jove, never thought shed con
II was Pauline Holmes. She .
Il. Something seemed to tell her q
before she was aware that TAI
brimful Of pride and happiness
introducing them.
Miss Farley, do want you to 4
Miss Holmes. I've been trying
six weeks to coax her down to
beach to take the leading part IN
new moving-picture play I'm pU-
over The major agrees with me
she's the finest person | could g
play Jess, but it took some patti
and perseverance to win her ove1
Miss Holmes laughed as she en-
Marion's hand in hers.
I'm afraid l haven't Mr. Crc'
{ endurance. You know he wro,
that he'd actually been a life :
here all summer just to get nr'
the detail and actual facts. IL
he's a wonder. Hardly any one !
q knew where he had run away .
think I'll go straight on up to n!
!. tel If you don't mind. There's
much to be done tomorrow"
y After she had gone, Taylor su'
!, along beside Marion down the
to the deserted bathing beach
. talked fast enough now. She J
all about his aims and plans.
81 knew you wouldn't mind u
well, not told you all about
self. And I can swim quite deca
Il you know. 1t wasn't putting ann
r over that was wrong. ! hope
l. don't mind"
II Marion looked out over the On
e Dor at the fishing feet just %
e leisurely in, the old weathersa
y sails outlined against the ams
o jade-colored sky.
Il don't mind" she said.
very lovely" ;,
do you know" he exclaine
y. denly, 81 used almost to WISE
n you'd break down some day Va
r. were out yonder swimming 50 Y
IN could save your" Il
20 She did not answer.
,s Marion, do you hear me!
40 you ever wish anything at all!
- Somehow his arm was aroun
70 waist. and Marion forgot to lo0'
., over her shoulder to be sure tn'
was out of sight. 1t was wonc
quiet down there along the beaei
Just the gulls flying low ana
A.. bird calling now and then o''
sandhills in the marshes. ~
"a Nothing" she said softly L
VIC her head, "only that you wouio'
90 so many letters postmarked 20
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