The Fulton County news. [volume] (McConnellsburg, Pa.) 1899-current, 1917-08-02

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the impression that she was long
way Off. 1t wasn't the familiar con-
templatiye brown study, either. There
was an active, eager excitement about
1t that made 1t more beautiful than
he had ever seen 1t before. But 1t
was as IL she were looking at some
thing he couldn't see-listening to
words he couldn't hear.
"Well," he said little lmpatiently,
"are you going to do it?'
And at that the glow of her was
turned fairly upon him. "Yes." she
said, "Tm going to do 1t. suppose I
mustn't thank YOU" she went on, "be-
cause you say 1t isn't anything you're
doing for ME. But 1t is-a great thing
for me-greater-than l could tell you.
And l won't fail. You needn't. be
afraid"
He counted out hundred and twen-
ty dollars, which he handed over to
her. She folded 1t and put 1t away In
her wristbag The glow of her hadn't
faded, but once more 1t was turned on
something-Or someOne-else. 1t wasn't
until he rose little. abruptly from the
marble bench that she reused herself
with shake Of the head, arose too,
and once more faced him.
you're right about our having to
hurry" she said, and before he could
find the first of the words he wanted,
she had given him that curt farewell
nod which from the first had stirred
and warmed him, and turned away
toward the door.
And she had never seen what was
fairly shining in his face.
She couldn't, of course, have missed
a thing as plain as that but for COM
plete preoccupatlon Of thought and
feeling that would have left her OBJ
llvious to almost anything that could
happen to her.
The flaming vortex of thoughts,
hopes, desires which enveloped her
was so intense as almost to evoke
sense of the physical presence Of the
subject Of them-of that big, powerful
minded, clean-souled husband Of hers,
who loved her so rapturously and who
had driven her away from him because
that rapture was the only thing he
would share with her.
Since she had left his house and
begun this new life of hers, she had,
as, best she could, been fighting him
out of her thoughts altogether. She
had shrunk from anything that car
red association of him with 1t. That
all thoughts and memories Of him
must necessarily be painful she had
taken for granted.
But with this sudden lighting up Of
hope, she flung the closed door wide
and called her husband back into her
thoughts. This hard thing that she
was going to do-thls thing that meant
sleepless nights. and feverishly active
days-was an expression simply of
her love for hlm-a sacrificial offering
to be laid before the shrine Of him
In her heart.
Yet, the fact that Roses heart was
racing and her nerves were tlngling
with newly welcomed sense Of her
lovers spiritual presence, did not pre-
vent her flying along west on Ran
dolph street and south again on the
west side of State, with very clear
) ly vlsualized purpose. Half an hour
later she hailed passing cab and de-
posted In 1t one dressmaklng form, q
, huge bundle of paper cambrlc-in
| black, white and washed-out blue, and
her own weary but still excited and
, exultant self.
It was after eight o'clock whom she
reached her room. Rehearsal was al
, eight-thirty and she had had nothing
: to eat since noon. But she stole the
| time, nevertheless, to tear the wrap.
, pings Off her "form" and gaze on Its
I respectable nakedness for two or three
minutes with contemplative eye
Then, reluctantly-lt was the frs,
I time she had left that room with re
luctance-she turned out the light and
, hurried of to the little lunch room
that lay on the way to the dance hall
It was during that first rehearsal
[ which she so narrowly missed beinl
> late for, that she got the genera
3 schemes for both sets Of costumes
She began studying the girls for thell
, individual pecularities Of style. Each
one of the costumes she made was 60
; Ing to be for a particular girl.
y At last when a shout from Gal
!. braith aroused her to the fact tha
: she had missed an entrance cue alto
: gether, in her entranced absorption ir
r these visions of hers, and had caused
{ that objectionable thing, stage walt
. she resolutely clamped down the lie
4 upc her Imagination and. until they
a were dismissed, devoted herself to the
l rehearsal.
( But the pressure kept mounting
t higher and higher, and she found her
self furiously impatient to get away
Q back to her own private wonderland
the squalid little room down thu
: street, that had three bolts Of cam