The Owosso times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1897-1926, 1916-04-28


smiled secretly.
II wonder why he was telling An
gela that'the rose garden Is haunted"
she thought. HE knows she IL quite
fearless at night and might take to
wandering around the garden to run
our ghost to earth! Strange. Jim new.
er spoke to me about the ghost: but.
Of course. am not looking for adven.
lures"
Angela was thinking about the ghost
OF the rose garden, and she decided
that the very next moonlight night she
would watch for II. mot from the
window" she told herself courageous.
ly. "but in the garden itself. Very
likely 1t is only Edna's cook getting a
breath Of fresh air after a hard days
work. or 1t might be her sweetheart"
1t rained the next night and the next,
and It was not until the third night
that a pale moon showed through the
clouds. Nathan appeared at dinner
that evening, and Angela showed such
a charming embarrassment at meeting
him and Nathan blinked so rapidly be-
hind his glasses that Jim Blake came
to the conclusion that Angela's plea
Of waiting for hero" to come into
her life was only an excuse.
Nathan only remained a few min
utes after the meal was concluded.
Jim followed him into the porch for a
quiet word.
eff you should be skimming around
after dark, old man." he warned his
brother-in-law, lust keep your eye
ON Miss Angela. She will he search
ing the rose garden for a ghost. It's
sort of a fad of hers, you know. that
and expecting bold lovers to ride up
on black horses and elope with her.
Just see that no one does It, eh?'
"Um-ahw said Nathan rather vague.
ly as he wandered of toward the fields.
"Done, by JoveT chuckled Jim Blake
as he lighted a cigar.
1t was verging on midnight when
Angela Thornton slipped cautiously
down the front stairs and let herself
into the garden.
The Blakes prided themselves on
their lovely gardens, especially the
rose garden, which was inclosed in
high hedge of Cherokee roses.
The rose garden lay on the other
side of an expanse of rolling lawns.
Angela, wearing her white frock,
with a pale blue shawl wrapped
around her slender shoulders. went
slowly down the path and stepped on
to the springy turf. The moon, drift
ing In and out of the scudding clouds,
made alternate light and shadow on
the grass.
1t was a pleasant night for ghost
hunting.
Presently there came a throbbing
sound overhead and deeper shadow
on the lawn, though now the clouds
had parted to let the moon shine
through quite clearly.
Angela, startled, looked up and saw
great object bearing down upon her
out of the night sky, great black
winged thing. No; it was white where
the moonlight touched it!
Then it came down, down, reached
the ground, rocked over the turf and
came to pause within half a dozen
feet Of Angela Thornton.
"Why, it's an aeroplanew she thought
and clasped her hands in delighted
wonder. for she had never seen one
except in the illustrated papers. 1.-The
poor man has lost his wayv'
The aviator had climbed out of his
seat and was coming toward Angela.
His was a tall, thin, STOPPING figure
dressed in leather garments and wear
ing close fitting cap and goggles. Over
his arm he carried big leather coat.
angela" he said deliberately, 1--WE
always wanted to marry you. You re-
member I asked you once years ago,
and you called me simpleton and
Nathan" she quavered, for she had
penetrated his disguise. 81 sent you
away because l was the simpleton.
loved you and l wanted to marry you.
but you were not romantic enough for
me. So have waited
Waited for me?" he put in eagerly.
"Of course.''
He turned and waved hand at the
aeroplane. Come with me. then, dear,
and never dare to say that you have
not had an adventure Slip into this
coat. There! The minister at Woburn
is waiting for us. Oh, I'm hero-quite
an up to date one, sweetheart. And my
motor will take us to Woburn and our
wedding in a manner never dreamed
Of by you
So he plucked handful of white
roses for bridal bouquet, and then
he lifted Angela into the passengers
seat and strapped her in. Then he
took the pilots place. started the motor
of his own inventing and presently
they were soaring at safe height
above the treetops.
The moonlight shone on the cross of
the steeple of the Woburn church and
guided them straight to the minister
and future happiness.
The moonlight shone on the Blakes'
rose garden and the deserted lawn
And Edna Blake and her husband,
thrusting their heads from the win
dows of their adjoining rooms, stared
into each others surprised faces.
"You saw itY' asked Edna ut last
wouldn't have missed 1t for any