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CHAPTER III-Continued


it, saying; Don't take it seriously.
You are one of the dearest of men and
there are better fish in the sea than
were ever caught. I'm a common ale
wife that they use in growing corn. l
feel sorry for Roosevelt when l think
Of myself. I'm unregenerate. A lady
asked me the other day if was bound
for Heaven. l told her that / just
kept going and really didn't know
where I'd fetch up. She grew stern
and said, It's pity. Have you no
sense of sanctification? / had TO say
that no one had ever suspected me of
having any kind of sense, that one
might as well try to pick Strawberries
on the sea-beach. I'm all right in Eng
land, but here I'm lost SOUL"
"Well, ask one favor" he said. 1t
may be the last one shall ever re-
quest"
''What is it?' she asked.
II want a memory that will last as
long as live"
"A memory" she exclaimed.
"a blessed memory / want to kiss
those lips of yours-just once"
She looked down and did not an
swer. The horses stopped. He dis
mounted. They were in the deep
greenwood. She leaned toward him
and their lips met
Looking into her eyes he asked:
"Do you think that could ever forget
thatY'
Lord o. mercy! It's a mean thing
to do to one" she answered with
sigh.
why mean?"
Because you put me in mind of
the devil shall have nothing more
to do with you. Your lips have filled
me with strange trembling Get on
your horse and look to your behavior.
Let us go home and pull this burr out
of our minds. / am engaged to
marry one of the best men in the
world. Keep that among your men,
cries.
Robert returned to his home in a
rather unhappy mood. He said to viii
liam: Il am now lack-brained,
sorry varlet. My virgin heart is
broken. called her ray of sun
light piercing the gloom, but she has
only pierced me. She's been a kind
of lightning flash, and now it's darker
than ever and I'm like a splintered
tree with its top on the ground"
"Cheer up, old man." William an
ffGfrIes
ship. There's time enough. Mean
while, my home shall be yours"
Early October of the memorable
year of 1885 brought welcome arrival
to the colony. He was young Sir
Harry Vane, of the best blood in Eng
land, a descendant of the Sir Harry
who fought heroically with the "Black
Prince at Poitiers. The newcomer
had been a friend of Heydon in the
school at Westminster. The young
baronet had been commoner in spirit
and noted rebel at Magdalen college
He was still rebel-young, handsome
and picturesque. courtly figure, he
had the Puritan leaning and a genius
for statecraft. His fine manners and
brilliant talk captured the leading men
of the colony. He, they agreed, should
be the next governor. Heraldry had
its power even in New England when
backed by clean personality and
hatred of oppression. He took VIII
liam to his heart with all friendly
good feeling for the sake of well-re-
membered days.
Vane's friendship had strengthened
William with the Brades. One evening
the boy sat with Bess. His way was
now open.
after all these ages of waiting,
when are we to be married?" he asked.
Suppose say tomorrow" Bess an
swered. There's a test for your
courage"
"Next to tonight favor tomorrow"
he answered.
"There is matter of family cour-
tesy to be considered" Mr.. Brade re-
marked MY father will arrive early
in November 1t IS only little time
to wait for his blessing, a Difference
which would, l am sure, please him
deeply. The marriage may take place
Immediately after his arrival
In the days that followed the lovers