Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1919-11-04
CHAPTER tCCCXLII.
Copyright, 1919, King Feature Syn
dicate Inc)

copyright, 1913, King Feature syn
dicate, Inc.)
Up the path, and away from the
summer house, Jim and l scampered
in silence. When we reached the
side porch of the old homestead We
wheeled abruptly, seized each others
triumph. We didn't stop till we were
out of breath. Then we stared at
each other with shining eyes.
Isn't it wonderful" L whispered
at last. When l saw Jeanie stand
UP and fling back her arms and
heard her calling Pat, thought I'D
just die of happiness. Jimmie,
Jimmie-boy, it's all come right"
Il know, dearest" said Jim, pull
ing me down on the porch steps and
drawing me close. It's come right.
And, by pingo, think its because
you worked and prayed so hard for
it. Weren't we a couple of boobs
though to duck the show just when
they threw the closeup on the
screen.?"
'Jim!" I began almost Mortified,
and then the truth struck home 10
me. Il was dying to-peek, too.
That's why 1 ran so fast If I'd
stayed another minute, I'd be there
yet"
yep! That clinch had more heart
interest than the best drama at
three-thirty a ticket with war tax
and agents fees said Jim. "And
it happened so smooth and easy.
Wonder if it would be all right TO
go down and offer congratulations? ?"
I'VE mustn't" l gasped, clutching
his coat in fear lest he spoil things
by rushing in too soon.
You bet you mustn't" broke in
Meals voice from the porch above
us. 'If the host and hostess moon
all over the grounds like this, what
do they expect of the company?
you've got her, what do you want
of her?" And what did you do with
Pat?"
Tell 'em Lilac Lady" said jim
IT'S your right"
Pat is down in the summer house
with Virginia" I began without
pramble and concluded in a gasp
as there was a whirl of skirts and
Phoebe dashed headlong where we
had feared to tread.
Sheepishly, like three naughty
children. Neal and Jim and I fol-
lowed after and tiptoed down the
path to find Phoebe and Jeanie in
each others arms laughing and cry
ing. while Pat stood by Offering
both of them soothing love taps and
looking as out of place as the groom
at a wedding.
I kissed Pat and Jeanie hugged
Neal, and Phoebe perched on Jim's
knee demanding that she be maid
of honor at the wedding.
There won't be any wedding"
said Pat.
Virginia nodded. and my heart
thudded down an inch or two.
There won't be any wedding?"
cried Phoebe, bouncing to her feet.
But there just will. If you chill
dren haven't finished making up,
well withdraw and let you.'
You might withdraw-and with
draw the bunch you've got down
here by evening" said Pat quietly.
Wed like the place to ourselves.
Jeanie and T., if you don't think it's
unsociable of us to dispense with
company and chaperonage."
Virginia. shining-eyed, blushing
and amazingly sweet and acquies-
cent, nodded again and seemed con-
tent to let Pat run things. But not
so Phoebe.
You'd like the place to your
selves? Are you mad, Pat Dalton ?"
she demanded.
yes" little Phoebe" replied Pat.
Mad with joy to have my wife
again. Mad with joy to think Vir-
ginia is still my wife in heart as
well as in name. Mad to have my
second honeym noon
Phoebe subsided. burying her
face on Jim's shoulder and half