The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1919-04-08
Took the Rose From Its Vase.

home with them and threw her, some
what unwillingly, into a whirl of so
cial activities.
"You must write me sometimes,
Chickle," Roger had told her, "but !
don't want anybody nagging you over
letters, so | will send only cards that
all the world may read. But every
card will bring you my heart-all my
heart, Judith"
Early in September there came q
postcard for Judith. II am coming
through your city," it said, "on my
way to Cambridge If you want to
see me-and I'm scared stiff you don't,
since l have heard of the devotion of
that Blanchard Knox let me know
If I may stop off for a look at you.
Roger"
"She mustn't see him, Xiii" cried
Enid, who saw the card on the hall
table. ut will undo all our work if
that big, good-looking, red-haired crea-
ture comes ON the horizon now when
we are just getting her interested in
Blanchard Knox"
Moved by a sudden inspiration,
katherine opened the hall door and
a window. The high wind swept
through and caught up the card and
carried it out in the yard, where it
lodged under hydrangea and stayed
Some days later Judith received a
letter from Joyce Christie, one Of the
Cuthberts' neighbors.
Rogers gone to Cambridge" she
wrote; left yesterday; said he passed
through that town you are in. He is
looking, oh, so handsome, Judith Ella
Gands is wild about himl She told
him you were engaged to rich fellow
down there. Are you? don't think
Ella has any chance, though. Roger
wouldn't let any of US see the picture
he owned was in his watch"
"And he didn't stop to see me, or
write" thought Judith drearily. "Oh,
Roger, 1 hope she loves you'll"
That October Judith's father died,
and when the debts were paid there
wasn't much left. To her sisters cha.
grin, Judith declined to live with
either, or to marry Blanchard Knox,
but went to another city and set up
a modest sewing establishment.
In the sixth year of her work Mrs.
Elethea Loring, one of her patrons,
asked her if she would not like to
travel abroad. To travell Judith's
heart twisted a bit painfully. Roger
and she had used to plan to see the
world together when they'd got the
money!
"Fm going abroad next month" said
Mrs Loring. "My daughter, Lavise, is
in England with friends. She has writ
ten me to bring her maid. T.
she went on, a little doubtfully; Il
Thought of you with your exquisite
taste and skill. Would you mind go
ing if II pay you more than you are
able to make here? 1t would give
you opportunity to see something OF
the world, my dear"
In London they were Joined by Mrs
Loring's daughter, beautiful, dark
girl with a fire and dash in her man.
ner that was but an attractive veneer
that covered a hard and selfish ma
ture They went to Paris, and therd
Judith was kept selecting and buying
until her head whirled.
One evening" unnerved and weary,
she came into Mrs. Loring's sitting
room to find that lady looking at the
photo of a young man with an up
standing shock Of curly red hair, a
good firm mouth, and fine eyes.
"One of Lavise's friends" she ex-
planned.
"Where does he live?" Judith forced
her lips into steadiness.
''He is at Antwerp now. His COM
pany had so much confidence in his
ability they sent him there two years
ago to take charge of their great
plant there. His salary, of course, Is
remarkably good, but Lavise will not
need to marry rich man." She smiled
confidentially. 81 hope-I think he
will be my son-in-law one day. But
not word. my dearr'
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