Graham guardian., 1919-08-15
"OvER HERE"
BY MARIE BUCKLEY.
NopyIight, 1918, by Mcclure Newspaper
Syndicate.)
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

SyndicateD
Lucy Knowlton stamped into the
library of her home. Her pretty brown
eyes flashed and deep and burning
flush spread over her pretty cheeks
There were signs In her face and
manner of ungovernable temper and
irritability, somewhat overcast. by q
shadow of offended pride.
Evidently something had gone wrong
with the spirit of k. But for Lucy
vain, society would have sat until
doomsday trying to invent a new fad.
new sport or an original style of for
mality. For Lucy was the clever 0rigl-
nator In k. of everything clever OF
everything the "vogue," and, If people
had looked to the sensibleness Of
things instead of to the belle Lucy, ev.
erythlng preposterous. But yet Lucy
was Lucy, born Lucy and no other, the
impulsive, impetuous. self-willed
daughter Of her mother.
The latter sat Unseen by the girl In
Sih p'uSh cusy Shuii, i'ooS b'"SScS
held slightly aloof and book In hand,
her lips slightly parted, as she watched
the proceedings. not altogether strange
to her. The hat came off with sharp
jerk, and It's delicate little frame, given
q terrific jab with hatpin, was
slammed forcibly onto the library
table. Mrs. Knowlton rustied the
leaves of her book slightly, enough to
show herspresence. Lucy started at
the unexpected break Of silence. and
seeing 1t was her mother, gave little
frown us If vexed. Mother" she ex-
ploded, II am tired of doing this little
bit of Red Cross work What are a
few bandages? am going to France
as soon as Hannah can pack-tomor-
row, probably"
Mrs. Knowlton's mouth opened wide.
Then 1t shut into firm and angry
line. *
The next morning was an unpleasant
one for the beginning Of long trip.
The wind blew In great gusts along
tuC ulCuty otACUto,
Lucy. after bidding a solemn goodby
to her mother, hastened down the
steps With d bold, determined air and
raised her umbrella. "Ughl such hor.
rid weather But I will souh be AWAY
ffoiti it--Ses, awhy ffoin everything
Id this old city. she suys cannot
be Ised Cross tiurse; well, I will be
Nh hmbulahce driver, thef,"
As she murmured to .herself she
recklessly splashed into puddles. and
unaware of 1t, her stockings and skirt
were much spotted with mud. IN
show them my license If they say any
thing. and"
There was high, wild scream.
Lucy. In her attempt to keep up her
umbrella against the gale, had been
rushing along, umbrella forward, and
had bumped into somebody's stomach.
II beg pardon!" the girl exclaimed
as she stepped hurriedly aside. IL
really did not mean to; T."
Her words ended In little gasp.
Then her head went up and she start
ed confusedly to turn and hurry. Her
arm, however, was held as in wise.
"Well, i say, grille. that was pretty
little jab you just gave me. thought
for minute some German had me
stuck for sure" low, deep voice said
pleasantly, ard n pair of laughing eyes
looked down Into hers.
81 cannot stop one minute. have
to catch that train, and II am going
away from here" Lucy breathlessly
faltered as she tried 10 wriggle from
his grasp. But he pulled her gently
toward nearby shelter. This was an
old but small structure, built years
ngo, to protect people waiting for cars
from the rain and snow. One half was
for this purpose and the other half was
inhabited by the timekeeper.
II say. you're bit obstinate today,
little one," laughed Chester Price, as
he gently pushed her inside the, shell
ter.
II did not say you could take hold Of
my arm and take me IN here!" flashed
Lucy, while she gave the floor slight
tap with her boot.
"You did not need to tell ME 1 could,
he said seriously. "You are such q
silly child, Lucy; such child, You
are going to France, eh. and all to
avoid me. Now, sh--your mother has
told me all about It., She must have
guessed the trouble"
"Oh, why did she tell7'' whimpered
the girl.
"You hate me, don't you, Lucy? Tell
me you hate me-" he whispered play
fully.
There was no answer. Lucy's head
had fallen on her breast and her
fingers played nervously with the end
of her coat.
~ did not mean to be cross with you
yesterday, sweetheart. / am sorry II
l offended you. VIII you forgive me 2
Forgive me7'
Lucy raised her head quickly. For
give your Oh, Chester! l thought you
did not love me; l." she burst into
tears and wept on his breast.
II do love you, GIRL" he said, with
all my heart love you" and their lips
met In kiss. There never was such
n grill"
II was going to become Red Cross
nurse" she said as she glanced archly
up at him, with twinkle In her moist