The Monmouth inquirer., 1924-01-31

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4 some strange, cold gloom settled over
her heart LEARN looked at her very
! intently.
The sunset had faded away, leaEinS
( the sky blue, shadowy expanse.
where stars twinkled family The
moon was rising above the pines and
shone upon the Lac d'Arpour with
/ glorious light
Helen, 1t is because you love me"
LEARN said softly and convincingly.
I The tears coursed freely down Helen's
cheeks.
Helen, / love you. I've dared to,
although you are Yankee girl" he
smiled, but l cannot claim you-you
would not marry poor Frenchman
would your
Helen dashed the tears from her
eyes and nodded, saying. in a panied
lvoice: rBut my father"
sAh, I realize. LEARN said abrupt
ly. then, Here, Helen, take this Ma
pie Leaf Pin. and when l can stand
on an equal footing with you I'll come
to claim you. 1t viii take time to
|lbuild myself up in business, perhaps
you may tire Of waiting, but remern-
Der I win always love you" and Lee
jarn pinned the silver token onto
{ Helen's dress; he clasped those strong
arms about her for a moment. and
only the tapping waves and her soDs
were heard. She almost pushed Lee
jarn away and fed from the lake.
B
flushed woodlands and tranquil bay
met the tired eyes Of the passengers
on board Of the boat which was slowly
drifting into the Canadian harbor.
Helen, clad in black, her face rath-
er pale and sad, looked back at the
vast extent Of ocean behind her and
sighed. She would never return. Her
father had died. and the heavily mort
gagged estate had been conf1scated, all
within the year that She had spent
since she left Canada the previous
fall. Helen was returning to make
her home with Aunt Sophia
From the time she. left the boat un-
til she got out Of the pony cart at her
aunt's cottage, Helen unused doubt
fully, hopefully. Lejarn was in that
town yet, SO she Iearned-but had he
forgotten her after that brief summer
acquaintance?
Although fatigued, that same even
ing Helen walked through the woods
to the lake. She even donned the
same muslin gown she had worn THAI
night when she and Lejarn had stood
on the shore, and fastened the little
maple leaf pin to the collar. The lit
tie boat was still there and she got
in. For a time she rowed aimlessly,
gazing beyond the black pines, into
the brilliant, glowing west
Lejarn had forgotten her, probably,
and she must forget him Helen took
Off the pin and held it in her hand a
moment. At that instant rustling in
the bushes disturbed her and looking
up she saw-Lester LEARN standing
on the cleaning strand OF the Lao
d'Amour.
"Helenl" he uttered; his face grew
pale with sudden surprise. With a
hasty movement. he started to I'M
loose the remaining craft that was
tied to the stake, but Helen shook her
head, and with a few strokes brought
her boat to the shore.
Pardon me, Miss MacNole, | have
again intruded upon your solitude
and on sadder occasion" LEARN
glanced at the black ribbon band on
Helen's sleeve.
Helen nodded and stood silently be-
fore the tenor, who looked at her
questioningly.
81 have not become wealthy enough
yet to claim you-but-- probably you
had forgotten me-" he began in a
choking voice. Then he told her how
he had struggled to advance in bust
ness and how his father had died, too,
and left him utterly alone. Helen
told her own grief in few words.
Then there was silence few mo-
ments; LEARN searched for the pin,
but did not see II. Helen, seeing the
action. blushed family as she Enclosed
her hand and showed the little en-
blem.
The Lac d'Amour grew dark and
pine fragrance filed the air. Again
the moon shone brightly and the wa
tiers Of the lake Tapped soft, tender
song, not married by sobs of sorrow,
but a happy silence told the simple
three-worded story more eloquently
than ever before. Far across, on the
opposite side Of the lake, children's
voices were singing:
"The maple leaf, our emblem dear,
The maple leaf forever.
God save our King and heaven bless
The maple leaf forever"
And Helen walked through the si-
lent aisles of the forest with LEARN,
never more to leave the region of the
Lac d'Amour.- EVA GoRMLEY.
State Socialism.
State socialism, as the name fairly
implies. is the theory that land and
capital should be taken possession OF
by the State that all production
for distribution and all distribution
should draw from the State his conn