The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1917-01-20

sat down beside me on the Italian
scat.
We'll. we'll" he sighed. Il sup.
pose old Rip must get used to the
changes that have taken place
since he's been aSleep--great
sweeping estates with Eranolithic
drives and sunkcn gardens. In.
stead OF good old snappy New Eng
land Bnldwins. apples imported
from oregon; and instead OF a girl
In a red Tam-o-Shanier and her
fathers old wcathcr.bcaten ulster.
sitting behind the wheel OF a little
ouc.lunger automobile. running ~.
In all sorts Of weather. like a young
brcoze-instead OF that girl said
DR.. Maynard. looking up and down
closely. "a very correct and upto-
date young lady in Kid gloves and a
veil. smart black and white
checked suit. n very fashionable
hat q should call iD. with bunch
OF primroses, to cap II all, pinned
jauntily at her waist"
blushed with triumph.
i've just about came to the
conclusion" added DR.. Maynard In
kind Of wistful voice. that I
don't know San Francisco at all
now"
Well" laughed waveringly. Il
do hope you'n find 81 a little more
civilized than IL Was before.
Il never thought Il uncivllized,"
said DIR. Maynard quietly; Il rather
enjoyed 1t Just as II was. to tell the
truth. shall be sorry TO find
many changes In II because | shall
have TO become acquainted with IL
all over again and my time is so
short"
Short" exclaimed. don't
know why I had drawn tho sudden
conclusion that DIR. Maynard had
come TO stay. His very next words
put az end TO my little half.hour OF
jubilance like the announcement OF
death.
Yes he said: I'm sailing back
to Germany in two weeks. was
appointed an executor OF distant
relatives will. and Il seemed neces-
sary To COME 10 New York and at.
tend to It. OF course I couldn't
be so near-San Francisco-with-
out coming to see how II prospered
after the earthquake. I'm glad TO
find YOU so happy. Bobbie. You've
richly earned all this" he glanced
around the display that surrounded
us. both you and Al. and it's real.
ly fine that the change in your cir.
cumstances came about. when you.
Lucy. were still young girl, and
just ready to appreciate and enjoy
good times. and pretty surround.
ings. and new young people. Some.
times the apparent catastrophes
work out for our best happiness.
You arc happy. aren't you.
Bobble?"
ooh. yes--perfeotly happy" /
flashed Indignantly.
Il thought so. Your enthusiasm
brims over in your letters. Well,
WE'LL" twitted DIR. Maynard. who
ever thought AIS little sister,
whom | used to call wildcat
would turn into n society girl-a
mighty popular one. too. II I'm any
Judge. Parties and engagements
all the time, suppose. Now I'm
just curious enough to wonder"
went on DIR. Maynard teasingly,
while my feelings. hurt and en-
ragged, were working mp to one of
their habitual explosions. (which
one of those admirers / hear men
toned In your letters sent you your
pretty primroses this morning"
mo one sent them" | blurted
out. III you must know. | bought
them myself five minutes before
saw you. Those men in my letters
were Ruth's friends. not mine"
DIR. Maynard glanced at me
sharply.
"Oh." I went on flercely. I'm
glad TO know IL you think that I'm
happy. IT shows how we'll you
understand me. Happy! I'm per
foctly miserable. II YOU want to
know the truth. | hate and loathe
and despise all this display you say
I've so richly earned. | hate par.
ties, and splurge. and sunken gar.
dens. and pergolas. and | haven't
single solitary admirer in the
world. | thought you knew me. but
! see you don't. thought IL you
ever came back you'd understand,
but you eon't-not one little single
bit. ! thought you-you--"
| stopped abruptly. There's no
use trying to hide tears that run