Shenandoah herald. [volume] (Woodstock, Va.) 1865-1974, 1918-04-05
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Young Heath left today for Manila"

cheeks turned pale for a moment
"Isn't 1t rather suddenY she asked
Eyes, he had to leave on a moments
notice. His partner out there has beer
taken very Ill and Heath had to go "a
attend to things"
Dear, deari how people do jump
about nowadays" sighed Mrs. Pendle.
ton. Life used to be a great deal
more pleasant and peaceful when
there was not so much rushing about.
Lucy, who was bringing In relays Of
hot buttercakes, heard what Mr.. Pen.
dleton said. and silently thanked for.
tune that Mr.. Cyril was safely out Of
the way. I!
For several days, however, she felt
uneasy, and had to check herself on
the brink Of calculating: "'Clare to
goodness. I never done it!' But az
time passed, and nothing happened, she
treasured herself.
Nothing happened. indeed, save that
which goes on silently and secretly
In the heart Of maid. Cyril Heath
had returned to America for rest and
change of climate after several years
In Manila, and had been staying with
some cousins Of his who owned the
plantation adjoining that Of the Pen.
dletons. The young people of both
houses met often, and Cyril had be-
gun by thinking graceful Anne, with
her thick, ash-blonde hair and deep
blue eyes. a charmingly pretty crea-
ture; but this mere attraction toward
beauty gradually became something
deeper and more earnest. He had given
Anne every reason to believe that he
loved her-in fact they had reached
the stage where a proposal might have
occurred at any moment. And his
sudden disappearance without even a
word Of farewell, was a severe blow
to her. Even If be had been pressed
for time he could at least have writ
ten a letter; and his failure to do so
seemed to prove that, on his side, theirs
had not been serious love affair, but
a filtration. Anne kept her own coun-
sci, but her pale pink roses became
white roses. When Mrs. Pendleton
worried over her daughters pallor and
languoH Anne said 1t was "Just the hot
weather" and meekly took the tonic
prescribed, but her cheeks grew no
roster.
Three months had passed, when one
day Lucy saw Tar Baby dragging a
paper bag into the dark little brown
closet under the stairs-one of his IA
vorite haunts.. He was just preparing
to rend the bag to pieces with his
sharp teeth. when well-aimed whack
from Lucy's broom sent him flying.
saint that cat the beatines' ="
unused Lucy-"jes' materially loves to
tear up paper, an keep me sweepin'
benin him. Now what's this he's been
a-tearin'?"
In one corner of the closet were
some scraps Of letter paper. Lucy
gathered them up and examined them.
She could read, and on the torn en-
velope she deciphered Miss Anne
then she remembered the pretty blue
paper" Of the letter Mr.. Heath had
given her.
What have you here, Lucyf" asked
the voice of Miss Anne.
"'Clare to goodness, nuver done
IT." gasped Lucy.
'Well, what have you torn or broken,
now" asked Miss Anne, resignedly.
Then Lucy poured forth confused
tale about Mr.. Cyril's letter, and how
she had put 1t on the table when
Nanny hollered for her, and that ole
Tar Baby must took and tored 1t, and
she was skeered to ell-and-and-"
But Miss Anne did not hear the rest
of the explanation. She had taken
the letter into the library, and was
piecing 1t together. Some scraps were
lost; but enough was left to show that
1t was the proposal Cyril had not had
time to make "by word of mouth" The
silent contempt WITH which 1t had. ap-
parently, been received must have Gre
ated a very false impression Was 1t
too late now to answer that letter.
Anne was not one Of those heroines Of
romance who allow the happiness of a
lifetime to be ruined by the want of
a little common sense. She reasoned
that so genuine love as was express
ed in Cyril's letter could scarcely be
killed by three months absence. Then,
too. the pictures Of Manila Beauties''
in the illustrated papers were reassur-
ing. "They are SO fat and dowdy."
she unused, "and so dark, too-and he
admired blondes"
So her letter Of explanation was writ
ten and sent, and the answer which
came justified her action. Cyril ex.
planned In his turn, that he had In.
tended putting his letter in the post
office but. seeing Lucy by the roadside
It had occurred to him to send the mis-.
sive In what seemed a speedier way
He was amazed to learn Of the curl.
Gus combination Of circumstances that
had made 1t miscarry. "Fate's dark
instruments" he styled Lucy and Tai
Baby.
"Now, you see, Lucy" said Miss
Anne, show much trouble you cas
make by not being straightforward"
But 'twan't me, Miss Anne" whim
pered Lucy twas that ole Ia,
Baby"
But you know what you are doing
and Tar Baby doesn't-that's the diff
ference"
Don't you tell me bout that ca,
not KNOWN, Miss Anne" replied Lucy
darkly, ats my belief he knows ev'y
thing, an done 1t to spite me-"
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