The Celina Democrat. (Celina, O. [Ohio]) 1895-1921, 1917-03-02

Tommy Thurston was sauntering
down toward the park. when June
loomed up IN his line OF vision. She
seemed 20 him 20 look rather more
ravishingly alluring than usual. He
wondered n II would do any good 10
try again 10 get her 20 say yes. He
detained her as she tried 20 pass.
TITS just TO say good-by," said
Tommy.
"oh," replied June. not greatly In
terested, "when are you golngT"
'"This Wednesday. I'm going to stop
at Barchester 20 see my uncle. on the
way. After that / haven't yet de-
cided. Perhaps across the pond TO
England, perhaps TO California. You
know ] wouldn't go II you said So"
"Now Tommy. that's settled. Don't
let's talk about II. please"
There was such a ring OF fnality
about II that Tommy was silent.
But" added June, "come TO think,
I've got 10 go 10 Barchester TO do
some shopping. may be taking your
train, and can bear you company on
the beginning OF your journey at
least"
"oh, th9tT be hnew cried Tommy
frightening.
SO II was arranged they should meet
at the train.
June said nothing 10 anyone about
her intended trip, but carefully packed
suitcase, put her desk, and belong
ings in order, the only thing suggest
Ing a hasty departure being Mrs.
Cliffe's note OF invitation left lying
open on her desk. She slid unobserved
out Of the house, keeping the suitcase
on the side away from the window,
and met Tommy at the station. She
took pains to speak TO the station mas
ter at the little Office who knew her,
and who eyed. rather curlously. the
combination OF young Thurston, Miss
Barry and the luggage.
Arriving at Barchester, ThurstOn In
sisted on seeing her TO the hotel where
she said she was going. Then he reg
istered, and informed her he intended
to stay there also for a day or two.
June put her foot down, and told him
she would leave Immediately II he did
not go TO some other hotel. Thurston
saw that she meant II, and left.
The next morning June started out
for her shopping. When she returned
she expected to find that something
had happened, but not even a tele-
gram greeted her. She wondered what
they were doing and thinking at home. |
Well there was nothing TO do but walt.
She sat alone I'm her room the entire |
evening, and nothing happened. The |
next morning as she was starting out
for more shopping, she found herself |
by the proprietatui Very |
apologetically he explainecrsthat he /
had orders from police headquarters |
to detain her. June after some show |
Of indignation, went meelEIy back to 1
her room. In about an hour (here |
was a knock at her door. Was 1t |
horrld policeman or the irate knd In
jured Mrs. Hunt? June nervtd her
self to open the door. Billy wild-eyed
and out Of breath confronted her.
where is that scoundrelF" he
yelled. "Are you marriedg"
"NO," answered June. "And he isn't
/ scoundrel."
Then Billy told how he had found
Nrs. Cliffe's note, how a good deal
lad dawned upon him, how they had
never even thought of being engaged,
md how furious, and miserably heart
)rOken he had been.
'Then," he added, 81 know-it took
IN awful big jolt to find out-but l
NEW I'd got to get you back, or
r.
"Or make me one Of the familyg
he finished.
Billy took her very closely in his
rms, and explained later.