The Big Sandy news. [volume] (Louisa, Ky.) 1885-1929, 1922-03-03
THE BROCADE BAG
By KAYE EpMoNps
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! 8. 1891. BY Mcclure Newspaper syndicate
Olive swung the bag carelessly a
she walked 1t was q beautiful thing
created Of oriental brocade In peacocl
shades. Larry Deane had given 1t t,
her on her birthday, shortly aftei
their engagement and she cherished
1t above all her treasures save til,
beautiful cluster of diamonds on he
finger. n
1.-THE cord win break and you will
lose the bag" cautioned Larry.
ut Is quite strong" retorted Olive
quite unpleasantly.
II don't suppose 1t would matter Il
you did lose It." went on Larry In @
frigid tone.
Olive pondered provokingly. There
are some really precious things in 1T
my vanity case, my gold purse. the
philopena gift Joe watterson gave me
one Of his letters, and"
isn't that enoughY" giared Larry,
for they had been dlsagreeing about
Joe's attentions to Olive.
AS he helped her out OF the car at
her home and she released her hand,
he discovered that she had left the
Observation-Disclosures ring In his palin.
He grew white and stared at her.
"You mean that, Oliver"
"Of course
"WhyT +
"You do not trust me-you are
jealous"
81 am sorry you believe that-I
said nothing until you criticised my
dancing with Ella-well, what does 1t
matter? If you really cared you could
not play with happiness in this way.
Good-by," he said, and drove madly
down the drive.
On the veranda, Olive watched him
with unbelieving eyes; as he went
the gray car became blur because
she was crying. When her mother
inquired why she wept, Olive con-
fessed that she had lost her beautiful
brocade bag.
How careless" chided Mrs. Dare
Perhaps 1t is In the car, dear. Shall
/ telephone to LarryT
"No-no-please do not / have
given Larry back his ring-and I've
lost his bag and-I-never want any
Of them back again. announced Miss
Dare in a wavering tone.
you have lost something very pre-
cious," remarked her mother sadly.
"The bag didn't have much In it,
just bread-and-butter note from Joe
Watterson and few other things"
II did not mean the bag-I meant
Larry" was Mrs. Dare's quiet reply.
'Some bird" calculated Larry. as
the little gray car poked along through
a pleasant byway on the road home.
His gaze was fixed ON a bit Of bril-
liant blue-green perched In q shad
bush beside the road.
''Olive's bagi- he calculated, recog-
mixing It with pang. and the little
gray car stopped abruptly. Larry took
the bag from Its perch and studied
the gorgeous peacocks woven into the
fabric. She had said Joe Watterson's
letter was there-ruthlessly he pulled
the bag open and looked; the golden
purse, the foolish pencil Joe had given
her-it looked like stick of pepper
mint candy-some letters which he
recognized as his own-and one pen
ciled scrawl, which might be Joe's.
Suddenly he did not care about Joe,
His own letters made the bag precious
10 her-naughty little thing. Just then
he heard footsteps, hurrying.
Larry hung the bag on the shad
bush and the little car scampered to
bend in the road and waited breath
lessly. Larry peered through the un
derbrush.
1t was Olive.
She was hatless and there were
traces Of tears on her soft cheeks and
her lips were very pathetic.
When she saw the brocade bag she
uttered soft cry of pleasure, and
snatching it from the bush. Rugged 1t
to her lips.
.You dear, dear thingi' she sobbed,
you are all that have left"
That is what she really said, for
Larry had stolen upon her and heard
her just in time to hold her very tight
ly in his strong arms.
as 1t too late for happiness, dearT
he asked the repentant girl.
Motif you can forgive my folly"
she whispered.
''Then-let us say 1t will never hap
pen again-and the ring is in the
bag"
At last when they were seated In
the car and Larry had started 1t, oli-e
turned swiftly.
what was that soundY
Larry said he didn't know, but
think he suspected it was quiet
chuckle from the sympathetic little
gray car.