The Pulaskian., 1919-11-07
DISAPPROvED
By JACK LAYTON.

The girl walked slowly down the jil- lage street. She walked doubtful ly. hesitating upon her way. But as the mill path came to view, her steps quick ened involuntarily. until her slifh ht figure was lost to view in the wood ed bend of the road.
 High up in the sunshine stretch ed a low stone wall. With smile of ln- ticipation, she seated herself upoa tI is wall. and waited. Her eager ey ss spied the man before he had reach )d the bend, and was also hidden behlisd d 1t.
 He greeted her lazily. in his easy 1- proach, and touched her hand con l. dently, as he lounged down at her sid 3.
 Well, Wild Rose" he asked, 'sho goes it today"
 The girl looked at him as he discarIr ed his cap that the wind might ii his dark hair.
 Tt grows worse every day, Don, she replied, the home opposition mean. Really, today I hardly dare come to meet you. Father is furiou over what he calls my fool infatus tion.' Even Aunt Martha adds her in tluenee to mothers, to turn me agains you. Why are they so unreasonable Don? So utterly blind to your goot qualities? There is only one reason of course" she hastily answered he own question. their anxiety to have me marry Philip Barton. As if the! could expect me to love Philip, aftel having known him all my life.
 There is nothing they can tell mt about him which I do not already know-his integrity stability and ali that. Why" she laughed softly, sone can't be reasoned into love Don."
 Her companion smiled.
 Nor reasoned out of it." he said.
 Here is Philip, held up to you as a paragon. Here is my unworthy self. showed mercilessly in all my unworth- mess, yet" His eyes met hers hu. morously. You do love me, Wild Rose?"
 T love you," the girl repeated and sighed. But you are nor to be allow ed to call any more, Don. It humili. ates me to tell you so. Aunt Martha insists that playing with hearts was your pastime. Father says-'
 Spare me what father says" the man interrupted good naturedly.
 '@nhis Philip person is to take my place as visitor and escort Is that the idea? Not a bad idea either, where your interest is concerned" he added. "The Philip person is establish ed, believe, and what your aunt would call "a good provider.' I' he drew the girl closer.-"I am not so fortu- nate, Rose. However, what do you propose to do about it?"
 What is there that can do." she asked piteously.
 The mGn sat erect, his eyes nar- nowedL
 Lack Of confidence in your judgment should be paid with lack of confi- dence," he answered tersely. "Of course 1t is with you to decide what you will do. In your place, should take the deskred interest in this per- feet Philip. Accept his escort or treat him obediently we'll when he calls. But" he bent to look tenderiy into the girls face. "An' you love me, dear.'" he quoted, continue to meet me here, OF there. or whenever may bid you"
 Philip desired home and Rose was his idea of a homemaker. But if Rose was serious, ahe was at least gracious and in that he found new courage.
 Philip came agnin. Hopefully, be suggested driving, and Rose accepted. So visits and drives became a habit.
 A gratified family cautiously re strained their satisfaction, lest Rose should rebel in defense of ber de throned lover.
 What has become of this Donald Burnie?" the father secretly ques- toned
 His wife shook her bead.
 Rose has ceased te mention his name," she said.
 Better so," the father replied, "foR while we know no bad or the man, neither do we know any good" 
 The disfavored one idly driving his own small car, occasionally passed his sweetheart and her suitor. Always, he smiled pleasantly, and always Philip bestowed upon him the family glance of disapproval.
 It was the day when Philip drGye tle girl up the steep and narrow way, tha. he decided to broach to her the sub ject of love and marriage. So inten was Philip upon his coming message that he failed to give the warning sig nal of his coming. Then, as abruptly he made the turn. For one breatheM moment both man and girl saw another car directly in the narrow path before them.
 Before there was timesto retrace, be-