The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1918-11-28

her uise candid ginBce y ans twenty
two she said. ranave W, earnest
Ills hahd sid az and touched hers
atefe II las on the rail but she seemed
not ia notice n
They are asking for you. she
added. upstairs And She gesiured
uith her head 10 The direction Of the
noisy gallery
Morgan Burke looked on this com
fesltc woman and marNeied, Oh All
hts almost loves she seemed 70 be
pert. The gesture Of her hand. the
supple twls, Of her body as she stood
there. the poise ~ her head. the glance
~ her eyes and the curve " her cheet
each was representative Of some one
charm u those others Of his past.
Il almost believe ! could love you
he said ns In u dream
For one pulsing moment she bent
over him rs he stood below her there
and caught his upiurued face between
her warm young hands.
II know you could :" she mnrmured'
tensely.
hut before he could touch her she
had fed back up the stairs,
Strangely enough there is always
some one to see such things. The next
morning the principal OF the art school
who WIS friend OF Burke's mother
sent for the loyeIiest and most tai
epted member ~ that years eraduat-
ing class
Il feel that ! must speak 10 you,
olive. for your own good, she said
Things That are for ones own good
nre almost always unpleasant, aren't
they?" said olive Dale, with grave
little smile.
ut is about Morgan Burke. Olive,
continued the principal, kindly Tie Is
not for you. Olive. You must not break
your heart over him my dear He has
been courted by women all over the
world and IL spoiled young man
Why. there was even princess III
Budappst II was the talk OF Europe
M the time. Wherever he has been "
was always the same The most beau
tifn. the most cultured. the most eN-
elusive women in the land. were his
for the taking. ] do not want you 10
know unhappness, Olive; you are 50
Young and impressionanie- ana he,
whom the time comes. will enter mar
rlnge Of convenience with girl OF his
mothers choosing.
The girl stood with n half smile
brooding thoughtful eyes staring out
through the swa,iug treetops. None
Of that matters In the least, she said
ms 10 herself. IF he loves me- shall
marry him
There wns a quick step In the open
door of the office and both women
turned swiftly. Morgan Burke stood
ius, within the door looking into
Olives eyes. The principal Of the Ack-
land School Of Art watched them In
for nothing seemed tol
exist for them but each other. Nor.
gan took the eager hands that reached
out for his own, for Il long moment
they stood thus and then he swept
her into his arms, kissing her eager
mouth
II knew You could love me- muir.
INJURED Olive,
How could ! help it?' he asked
gently, "IIow could ! help it?' And
he led her out the door and down the
stairs.
While from her window the spinster
principal watched them ms they wan
dered across the lawn toward the
boulevard and the park beyond, and
she sighed from within her heart for
she had missed perhaps for
the first time in her self-centered life,
And hand in hand those two young
people walked into the slanting sun
light, for Youth and Love In early sum
mer cannot be denied. And so II was
that the vagrant heart OF Morgan
Burke found happiness In the girl OF
his dreams. the composite woman, a
Of all the charms charac.
teristlc of the almost-loves Of his adj
ytnturous past