Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1917-05-30

/ 10 una uo1c pukeI uiiuef Tue NtuuoN
edge.
"ive "A feeling that you are homesick
again Il ran AT any rate. 1t Is too
good M afternoon 10 waste indoors. so
sour doctor orders you to take brisk
walk in Riverside park in good com
pany. BE ready at the corner in fifteen
minutes. No wry faces or rebelling.
and the doctor will beg the good fairy
10 bring you the very thing you want
most"
There was nobody to know or care.
and she did love the sunset on the
river. She hurried into her coat. STOP
ped and rufiied her hair becomingiy
about her face. donning her hat and
veil. She could hear the man humping
about in the next fint. She looked at
her watch. II was just ten minutes II
would be fun to get there first and slip
away. giving him chase. When she
had gone some distance she heard some
one running and looked around. TO see
man coming up at her side That
wasn't playing fair" he said.
He was tall and 1.-THE. with good.
clear features and frank eyes that
were dancing with fun as they looked
down at the girl She felt suddenly
small and childish. She laughed up at
him.
They turned into Riverside park and
made their way along the path nearest
the river High up In the park near
the big gray tomb they sought a bench.
The sun had Just sunk. fiery golden
ball behind the misty green bank
across the river. and the whole scene
was wrapped In a soft cloak Of glow
ing nge. They sat In silence few
moments. the girl leaning forward. her
chin In her two hands. elbows resting
on the rail- In front of her She had
had hard day. drifting about In
search OF editors that were intrenched
behind impregnable battlernents OF Of
Tee boys and tightly closed doors. The
only one she had succeeded In seeing
had been disagreeable about her story
and had dilated to her on the over
crowded condition OF the literary mar
ket Her companion resorted to lit
tie probing and finally succeeded In
getting his patient to tell him the story
of her days Ills.
lit must he glorious" she said when
she had finished. ito be great. sue
cessfu author. SO as 10 be able TO die
tate terms 10 these pulled up editors
that love to crush budding genius
1T must be said the man with a
quiet smile. And now tell me what
your story is about"
The girl drIffed easily into the little
romance she had woven. quoting whole
paragraphs now and then from mem
DRY. When she came to the end the
man looked up quickly. That seems
to me good story The editor turned
II down. you say:
Yes. without iinching." she said.
with laugh that tried to be uncon-
cerned
.Will you meet me here tomorrow
afternoon aud let me read the manu-
scriptT'
The girl agreed. The little stroke OF
appreciation smoothed her ruffed van
ity considerably.
The next afternoon the walk was re
peated. and the man read her manu-.
script--read II aloud TO her. 1t seemed
really good TO her as she listened to
his Interpretation For the first time
she got perspective on 1t. As be fold
ed II and slipped the manuscript into
his pocket the man turred to the girl
and looked at her closely moment.
That's way above the average story.
he said
The girl bIushed with pleasure at the
sincerity Of the compliment and looked
away Somehow his judgment seemed
to count
Il have friend who Is one of your
ogre editors. and | am going to send
this TO him II you will let me-" he said.
The girls heart beat high with hope.
/, This man had way OF smoothing out
| the wrinkles In ones way and inspir-
ing one with courage and faith.
The walks became almost daily events
| In the lives OF the two next door neigh
bors. They sought out new routes
tuuu-u ftNeFsiue HtWdys Tehuuiftu Tue
| favorite. and sometimes they would
| wind up their sfrolls with a dinner nj
some quiet. unfrequented little cafe
Once there was a visit To the theater
another evening a concert and Other
| pleasures that no longer left room FOL
homesickness IN the life of the girl
| BY mutual agreement they continued
to make the ire escape their medium
| of communication. and neither learned
the others name. They we're Just
'neighbor to each other which was
the mans suggestion. II was an easy
| odd sort Of friendship they slipped int
unquestioningiy. accepting 1t as natu
rally as children do good gifts.
| Three weeks passed before the mar
said anything more about the manu-
script OF her story. One evening a!
they SAT- at dinner almost hidden in on,
oriler Of Gaze behind tall shrubbery
he handed her note. which read: