The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1916-11-28
AS The MOON ROSE
Nv mELITAeEL PUTNAM.

of white In tne shhuoW VI TIE hen-
locks. To his excited fancy, it seemed
almost phosphorescent in the deepen
Inc dusk. 1t dazzled his eyes and
aazed his brain. already sick with sus-
pensc.
Then the tension snapped and he
sank imply into garden chair. She
mad meant 1t after all He had feared
another evasion. He had not liked
the CLINT in her eyes as she said:
"If It really is important, meet me
nnder the hemlocks as the moon rises.
Mind. nowl Not an instant sooner,
NOT an instant later. It's my lucky
hour. Luna is my patron saint, you
know. And be very careful what you
say. Don't dare speak my name. The
moon maids don't like to be called by
name. 1t breaks the spell
Impish she had looked and impishly
she had laughed; but she had meant
II after all. The chase was ended.
Perpetual puzzle, he unused, that one
bit of fantastic femininity should so
duster a man long immune to the rest
of the fascinating slsterhoOd. In this
case. there positively was no account
ing for 1t. He was perfectly able to
reason about his infatuatlon. He adj
mitted frankly that Madge was not so
beautiful, not so charming, not so
good, not in any way so desirable as
well, for instance, Marian Citing.
A subtle change crept over his bag
gard face. Strange that at this juno
ture, when his whole being was CEN
tered on another, Marian's serene face
should rise like star over the turbu-
lent sea of passion.
odd that SO rare creature should
set her heart on any one man, and on
him of all men. She was the sort Of
girl who would make any man an ideal
wife. His mother, his sisters, all his
friends would approve her as heartily
as they would object to Madge.
Did this thought shake his iron pur-
pose? He asked himself candidly. and
the answer was swift and sure. Not
for the infinitesimal part of an in
slant! 1t was rank folly, he knew
little better than lunacy-pure mid
summer madness-but that simmer
of white there under the trees was
more to him than all the rest of crea-
ton.
At any rate, he had been scrupu-
iously careful. He had nothing to re-
proach himself with. II by word or
look, IL ever SO unnwittingly, he had
given Marian cause to feel that he
was interested in her, there would be
but one thing to do.
However, he had been unfailingly
circumspect, and his wooing of Madge
had not been done in q corner. 1t
had been spectacular. Some day
Marian would find a man more worthy
of her alteration; and yet-he frowned
uneaslly. lie knew people-and 1t was
his life work to study them-and he
was aware that Marian was just the
sort, in the circumstances, to go I'M
mated to the end-to be n sort of old
maid aunt to his and Madge's chill
dren.
He smiled wryly. A second mother.
rather, and they would need one. /
was difficult to picture Madge moth
er.
At any rate, he was glad Madge had
friend like Marian. He had watched
that attachment spying up, grow and
blossom like lovely plant; and he
had rejolced in 1t, although it had In
terfered with his already difficult
courtshlp. The two girls had become
almost inseparable. He had scarcely
seen Madge alone for days. One out
side their Immediate circle might well
have doubted which girl he was pur-
suing.
He glanced at the sky again and
started alertly. Along the horizons
edge the gloom was fading trifle. He
drew a deep breath. The crisis of
his life was at hand. His feverish
gaze flew back to that statuelike fig
ure under the trees. How motionless
1t was. He had not supposed any iiv'
ing woman could be still so long. Sure
ly this BODIED we'll for his suit. Al
ready butterfly Madge was folding her
wings.
The faint CLEAN slowly Frightened
and broadened. Presently, pale gold
crescent appeared, tiara-wise, on the
brow Of the hill. Howard watched
1t grow with gaze solemnly intent. just
what phrase should he use? Well, the
greater the occasion the simpler and
palmer speech should be.
AS the moon rose clear Of its moor
ings and fioated above the distant
tree tops, he sprang up and strobe
stealthily across the grass. Madge
racing the moon, did not see him and
evidently did not hear him until hi
bent over her winningly and wills
pered, "Moon maid, will you be my
wife?"
Then the girl stood up and turned
astounded, delighted, asserting eyes.
I-I-thought-" she began, broke
on with half sob and sank into his
waiting arms.