The citizen. [volume] (Berea, Ky.) 1899-1958, 1918-11-28
GROWING GLORY
BY MILDRED WHITE.
IcopyrIeht. lgls. Wcstern NeMsnannr In.

studying her own paintive face.
why" she asked herself. "had youth
passed her by, leaving so few Of Its
pleasures. For surely this sllvery
siimmering crown upon her head was
proof that youth had gone, and she
must no longer deceive herself with
its possible coming joys"
Thoughtfully she unloosed the heavy
coils Of hair, letting II fall in wavy
mass about her shoulders, almost, II
seemed 10 have turned white in a
night. A few silvery strands which
appeared from time to time had not
seemed t0 matter, but now-Con-
stances dark eyes were brooding and
pathos curved her red lips. Always
she had been attendant upon pa
tient invalid in a wheel chair. And
while girl companions enjoyed them
selves here or there, Constance
solaced herself with the thought that
faithful service was the least she
could give, I'm gratitude for the care
her aunt had bestowed upon her own
orphaned childhood. Now Aunt Della
was gone, and after a long soiourn in
the outer world. from which she had
been withheld, Constance returned
again. with grateful sense of home
coming to the empty house on the hill
Constance had arisen early upon
this first Sunday of her homecoming
and had gone alone To answer tbe call
Of the bell swaying high I'm tbe old
church steenle. Worry consc,ons u.os
she of the silent nudges and vhisner.
ings in her direction.
"Do you see Constance GailY" she
could fancy her old neighbors saving /:
cher hair has turned white"
Resentfully she glanced at the cop,.
panions of her girlhood with tbe,r
brown or black locks unchanged. ves.
youth had been unkind in leaving her
50 soon. Thus. as she sat before her
mirror. into the eyes that still were
young. came a sudden retrospectiye
smile. After all. there had been a few
hours of enchantment. of lipbt. hearted
irresponsibility. and Though those oc.
casions stood out with startling dis.
tinctness. perhaps the one hest re-
membered was that of the olden-time
party at Stauntons. She had gone
dressed as n Colonial maiden while n
friend had STAYED with her aunt for
company, and perhaps the memory Of
this evening was especially pleasura.
BILE because of the daring. mysterious
cavalier who had claimed her undIyid.
ed attention.
Seated now before her mirror. the
face of Constance flushed between its
curtain Of silvery hair: the man had
kissed her goodnight. and she had
never forgotten the kiss.
Why should she recall the epIsode
now, awakened to the fact of a voutl,
past and gomez With careless grace
she pinned up the masses of her hair
and moved toward the door. II was
the twilight bell which called to wor.
ship. Hatless, through the summer
night, Constance followed on down the
lane. Back in the old family pew. a
sensation of being steadily observed
caused her to raise her eyes TO the gal.
GOWN upon
her, as though in glad recognition. was
the very same daring face.
Older, of course, was this man In
the gallery, with a certain grave dis.
tinction, but there could be no mis-.
taking the fine, frank face or the deep
eyes with their humorous twinkle
Hardly had she stepped out again into
the night. when he was at her side.
81 claim remembrance" the man said
quickly. "from the long ago. You may
have forgotten a certain bold young
guest of the Stauntons, who attended
their olden-time party, but have new.
er forgotten my charming COMPANION.
whose name I had not even known.
You must pardon me for assisting your
recollection; We met during the eve
ming Of the party upon the veranda,
and In spirit of youthful adventure,
preferred TO spend the evening with.
out learning each others identity. AT
midnight. like Cinderella Of the ball,
you disappeared, and" he laughed
shortly, 81 saw you no more"
Constance, gazing into the mans
eyes, smiled. II remember 1t ALL" she
SAID; but you are mistaken as to the
last. Several times upon the street
sfterward i passed you without rec