, 1920-09-23

had ever insisted Upon so short an en-.
gagement period. Here was his wed.
ding coming Off in less than two
Xxi He could not believe it; it
could not be possible. He did not like
being hurried like this; he wanted
time to think. Think about what?
Then and there he determined to
tight the thing out. Why be a coward
and lie to himself? Why procrasti-
nate? He was wildly in love with little
Vashti and, what was more, he was
ready to admit ito the world, If
necessary. Deborah was so sensible
he hanked GOO for that-he could
talk the thing over with her. Tonight
was a dinner dance; he could talk to
her then. He could not bear to meet
her and act the %hypocrite. So he
wrote her a letter releasing her from
her engagement to marry him and sent
1t owe to the Heath home by a spe-
cial messenger. Then, feeling wonder
fully relieved and lig~ht-hearted, he
hurried out to the garden and robbed
all the June bushes of their floral Of
ferings n took them next door.
Vashti, in old blue and gold, her
lips Imprinted and her cheeks aglow,
met him in the big Ingram library.
I'm SO glad you've come" motioning
a place for him on the davenport;
"Tve had a wonderful yet difficult aft
o I've been fighting with my
self Struggling with my mean little
self"
"VashtI !" he interrupted, taking one
warm little brown hand within his
own, I've been doing the same-and
everything is all right, darling"
She nodded, smiling. I'm so glad,
for myself I mean. You see, 1 just
couldn't stop thinking of Bobsie one
minute, and I'm afraid making him
jealous did not work at all. So 1 just
stopped lying to myself and fought 1t
all out this afternoon, and l decided
that the silly old quarrel was all my
fault, and that I would sit down INT
write Bobsie and tell him so. and say
I was sorryl And 1 did, too, and sent
1t to him by special messenger. Don't
you think that was the best and brav-
est way?"
Cam clutched the little hand tighter
for a second, then he got to his feet.
After mumbling a few sentences he
left without saying what he had come
to tell her. yashti did not notice any
thing amiss; she was too occupied
planning her own happiness.
In September, just before the fall
term, Professor Daw returned from an
extended tour of the Canadian
Rockies. He looked and felt very fit.
Fresh glacier breezes had blown all
mental inebriation from his mind,
leaving a flow of thought as clear and
fine as a mountain stream.
Very brlskly he walked the avenue
to the Heath place. He had not both
cred to telephone.
The maid at the door shook her
head to his question In establishment.
81 thought everybody knew, sir, that
they left yesterday"
Cam was terribly disappointed. did
she leave an address?" he asked hope
fully.
The girl smiled. "Not that I know
of, sir. Honeymoon couples don't as a
rule"
Honeymoon Married" Then
wildly distracted: "To whom. to
whom?"
"Mr. Braithers, sir. Some people
called him Mr.. Bobsie."
In this university town the Ladies'
Civic society has placed neat green
cans for rubbish at certain corners.
Before n of these receptacles Cam
stopped. drew from his pocket an I'M
opened letter addressed to himself in
large backhand characters, and on the
back of which was a large monogram,
the most prominent letter v stand
ing out boldly. He tore the envelope
carefully in strips and threw it into
the depository. He did not care for
~left-overs.