The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1918-08-07

great zeal OF money. DICK had bee
very successful and had made niue
money for himself as well, so he plal
ned many changes in the fine old MAJ
sion which during Uncle Jefrrey's he
mit-like existence had been great
neglected. Mrs. Phipps, the house
keeper he had brought from town wit
him, was having all the carpets an
rugs renovated and the lace curtains
which had been laid away in ceda
chests and closets, aired and mended.
Once he came upon a group of chi
dren playing in his orchard. The
scattered at sight Of him, and he wa
sorry, for Dick was fond Of children
The ittlest one of all, fair haire'
laddie Of four, he caught and swung
high in the air.
what is your name. young man?
he asked. ......
frankie Miller" lisped the child.
"And my names Beth Miller" put il
fat little girl. ......
Dick gave them some money ant
watched them scamper away through
the hedge.
So these were Beth's children! HI
guessed that from their names, al
though the name of Miller was com
mon enough in Shropton.
At dinner that night Mrs. Phipps told
him that the housekeeping would soon
be completed and the entire house
ready for occupancy.
"All but the lace curtains, Mr.. Allen
Some Of them need mending, and
have had a great deal of trouble Ia
finding some one who can do the work
properly. But there Is young woman
coming tomorrow to help me. She does
very fine sewing for the ladies of the
village"
every WELL" said Dick, "and when
everything is ready, Mrs. ,Phipps, you
should take few days off to visit your
sister. You have been working very
hard"
THANK you, Mr.. Allen" said the
housekeeper as she withdrew. "You
are always so thoughtful and kind"
II wish had more people to be kind
to- smiled Dick 'wryly as he finished
his dinner. "I'm lonesome beggar,
and no mistake"
The next day he drove his little run.
about over to the next town to attend
to some business matters, and it was
late afternoon when he returned home.
The house was very still when he en-
tered 1t. He decided that Mrs. Phipps
was taking her daily nap, and he had
forgotten all about the sewing woman
who was to come until he entered the
big blue room and saw her sitting
there in the sunshine surrounded by
pillows of filmy laces, while Mrs.
Phipps sewed in another window.
"Oh, Mr.. Allenr' Mrs. Phipps hustled
forward. "Were you looking for meY
mo. / came in to get some matches"
he confessed. "You are getting along
famously, see." He wished that rud-
dy brown head would turn toward
him. He wondered what the face be-
meath it could be like.
"This is Miss Page, the young lady
who is mending the curtains" fluttered
Mrs. Phipps at last when she found
that Dick would not 60.
Now the girl turned and looked up
at him with Beth Pages warm, brown
eyes and her frank smile.
II was wondering If 1t was the Mr..
Allen used to know" she said de-
murely.
Dick was wringing her little hand in
his with unconscious energy.
miss Page" he repeated amazedly.
"Why, yes" she replied, blushing.
you'll think me rude, but thought
you married Frank Miller" he said
bluntly.
Impossible. He married Ella Mans.
field" :,
Dick checked a sharp exclamation
and, turning, on his heel, left the room
and went into the garden. 4
His mind was in chaos.
All the beliefs he had harbored for
years had proved to be false. But he
could trace the falseness back to Ella
Mansfield, who on her birthday night
had shown herself to be cheat. Ella
had told him that Frank and Beth
were engaged. and he had gone away
and had not troubled to come back ex-
cept for brief visits to Uncle Jeffrey,
who never knew any Of the village Cos
sip. And the children who had played
in his orchard were Elias children and
not Beth's. Beth was still unmarried
and sewing for her living. She had
been in his house mending his curtains
lin the house where she should reign
as mistress.
Suddenly his pulses leaped. Why
not how? 1t was not too late. 1t is
never too late when the girl one loves
is unmarried He couldn't ask her
here in his own house. He must go to
her home.
So he went away to the city for a
week just because it was tantalizing
with Beth so near him, and he bought
a wonderful diamond ring.
When he came home again the cur
.ains were all hanging at the windows,
md the house looked like home. So
1e astonished Mrs. Phipps by kissing
her atop her gray head and got into his
little motorcar and sped away toward
road, where Beth lived