New Britain herald. [microfilm reel] (New Britain, Conn.) 1890-1976, 1929-01-09

I minded, my dear, Of YOU"
They're beautiful" she an
swered, but 1 don't know why they
make you think Of me. Holly"
Nov you're looking for compli-
ments," he told her. But. seri-
ously. every adjective that ] should
think Of applying to an orchid
should apply also to your charming
SELF"
Ashtoreth smiled self-consciously.
What are they?" she demanded.
He held his flowers off. and
studied them with his head on one
side.
"Wel." he said. did you ever
see such fastIdious blossoms in
your life? Such exquisite, perfect
ly modelled creations. So cool and
remote.
"Oh, my goodness" she cried.
your funny. Holly! I'm not any
more like an orchid than I'm like
sunflower. or a modest little vio-
let. Or skunk cabbage. for that
matter"
"Oh, yes, you arc" he assured
her gravely. You are my Orchid
girl. A sunflower, indeed! I'll not
have you defaming yourself. my
dear"
She laughed gaily.
You're a silly old darling she
told him.
He chose the most perfect bios
som from his armful and gave it to
her.
Your darling untouchedness is
like this flower" he said. NO
browsing bee has bruised its little
heart. Nor gypsy wind caressed is
charms
Ashtoreth buried her nose in the
orchids chalice. She wondered If
he really meant it.
Hollis was looking at her so rev.
ercntly that she was profoundly
touched. Darling untouchedness'
we'll. it was a sweet thought.
You say the incest things" she
approved. Il believe I'll miss an
other boat. so that you can go
on saying them.
She darted quick glance at
him. to see the effect of her sug-
gestion. II only he would urge Ter
to stay. With a little more time
"A little more starlight - little
more OF being so maddeningly close
to each other - then Ashtoreth be-
lieved she could wiring from him
the declaration for which she
longed.
But Hollis shook his head.
Heaven" he said. has let me
dream for whole week. Now it Is
time to wake"
But why wake"' she cried. we
pay for our dreams in waking out
OF them. Why can't We go on
dreaming?"
He smiled ruefully.
Life" he told her gently isn't
like that. Dreams are only inter-
ludes."
well, it's heen lovely" she
sighed. But it's going TO be per-
tectly hideous, trying to put it all
behind me. TO go on being a Ste
nographer. And live in a pokey
little flat. And take dictation. and
pound a typewriter all day. And
go to bed all night. And never see
the stars except over the top Of
the buildings
Poor working girl" he tainted.
with nothing ahead but life"
"I.ife!'" she scorned. What's
life when you spend it the way ]
have to-"
"Oh. you'll find your stars" he
consoled her. And love, IN other
gardens. You're very young. you
know. Orchid. and very beautiful"
He put his hand on her head in
fatherly fashion. And then kissed
her and felt the sting of tears on
his bewildered lips.
"Why. Orchid" he cried.
IFS nothing" she insisted. and
brushed her eyes hastily. II get
so sorry for myself sometimes
that's all"
Sorry" he echoed why. you
adorable little slmpleton. don't you
know that you ought to go around
singing paeans Of joy. just because
you're alive. with all life stretch
ing. like a great adventure. ahead
of vou.'
There's no adventure" she told
him. "in being poor"
We'll. there's a lot more than in
being rich" he maintained. BE
ing rich now is an awful bore.
When you can have everything you
want, you know. you don't want
things"
And have you everything you
want" she asked.
He looked at her quietly.
Everything" he said, that mon
ey can buy"
II suppose she unused. "money