+ envelope pressed #éguinst her burning Her heart gave a little rebellious 0 "ACTIVITIES * Be Hi / wl Queen WitvetMma @7 HOLLAND INSPEC! A DUTCH TRON TI£1 GUARD » ARE FULLY Sher pc mtn Letitia glanced at the clock. It 1 | M f | was alreaay close to 8 rons i lougly she began to unfasten the alter 0 Clothes frilly white dress and to roll the pale blue ribbons and tuck' them away in a drawer. Yielding do & sudden impulse, she took from @ closet a dress of faded pink calico. She had worn it that last day. Both had complimented her on its be comiugness; and, though it was fads ed now and had no style at ail, he'd remember. Bob was that sort. Robert Dawson shut the garden ate with ag sharp click and walked xy up the gravel path, Just as he had expected-- just as she had slways dome in the old days--Leti- tia suddenly stepped out from be- hind the rose trellis and he was holding her in his arms. "Bob!" "Sweetheart!" "With his arm still about (her they sought the old tryst in the ivy- sheathed summer house. There were hundreds of delicious things to be said; there were long, delicious silences in between -- times when Letitia was free to let | her astonished eyes rest upon Daw- son's stalwart, immaculately groom- ed figure, irreproachable from the tasty black tie to the shining russet ghoes. From time to time she sur« 'prised him regarding her own awkward attire with a peculiar ex- pression in his keen gray eyes. Her heart beat turgidly as she ventured timidly: "Do you remem- ber this old dress, Bob?" "Of coourse, I remember it. 1 remember everythindg connected with you, dear, But how would you like to wear fluffy dace and silk ¢hings like--"' ] "Ont" "Not but what you're charming in' whatever you wear. That goes with." out saying. But women~----" He broke off, nol knowing exactly how to pro- seed and thinking agreeably of the, girls he had seen on frequent vig its' to Seattle) falrylike = creatures f le¢ked in bewildering creations of fuffy and 8ilk things." pi "Like the girls in fashion books?™ nquired Letitia archly. "Why---yes." He took one of her * T little brown hands and held it reas. its silver frame on her dressing table. She went up to it, Sutingly Between Bis Broad palms and for a breathless instant stood | 'PAYING the pink line of her profily . : a little uncértainly, there, devouring the ' strong, gentle " ; ts of the loved face He I think -- it would be --- very a. checked gingham shirt with nice," mused Letitia, her head turned turned low on the firm, bronz- | WAY. od throat, from which a flaming Wind- "I made a barrel of money in the sor tie dangled negligently. The ill- | Yukon, girlie," he went on ardently, Sting cont barely disguised the splen- | "and I want you to set the day for breath ° and equareness of shoul- | our wedding right away. ' We'll go der beneath. But the poise of the | to New York, and you can put in a bead, tilted slightly up, without ag- | fortnight at the shops." The girl's hand shook in his clasp, veness--that, at least, was per- but she did not speak, and Dawson felt a sudden chill. Had he offend- ed, hurt her? How foolish of him to 'expect a girl of Letitia's simple life, habits and training all at once to embracé an alien point of view, even on so insignificant a subject as clothes! Did she think him a ead, dissatisfied with her as she was? A great tenderness welled up in his heart -- a swift resolution to make amends at whatever cost to his pride. Letitia glanced toward him ab- ruptly. There were strong traces of emotion about her eyes. He caught her to him vehemently and For two long weeks th air had par. | én of an indigo hue for Letitia, and today it wrapped in soggy sheets of gray. Her eyes were drab and ioade, and the soft pink had fled ber cheeks. Her heart must have Weighed at Yeast a ton, When, be , had Bob ever allowed more thun 8 week to elapse without a line to het ? She tuted from studying her re flection in the masterpiece purror to cross the room to an open window and resume her watch for the Post- man's daily visit. Belated by the downpour, he was already more than an hour late, and each minute that wound out its wretched length was like an eternity. But at last a flock of, blue, like a minous spot in the dense, gray mist eame into view, moving steadily near- er till it developed arms and legs, a slouch hat, and a leather sack. Re- gardless of the rain, Letitia hurried to the gate. The postmen handed her a thin slip of a letter, 'addressed in a careless, boyish 'hand. She tore it open, devoured the. pontents and sank down on the sloppy porch with the cheek. Once she crushed it to her lips and held it there while tears of unutterable joy stole down her face, He was coming home at last; coming home triumphant, as he had said-- com to claim her. If those interminable five yoars had been "long and hard to him," they had been long and hard to her, too, weary with waiting. But the lang had turned at last upon a shining, rosy vista, through which lay the golden path of their future together ! When the girl's first thrill of ecs- tasy had t fuel, goaving her dreamy and subdued, she shook out the smowy rules of her daiuty Rouse 4 ! ha hoelge oe ified Sunde i clicked joyously against the Poliehed floor as she hurried down the corridor to her own rooml to be shut in alone with her happiness. Dawson's picture smiled at her from A curious little pang shot through | : as she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. The two years she had spent at college had made ber into the fastidious, befrilled 3 lady whose startled eyes fixed in the little oval glass. And the in homespun nnd pebble-goat ho had left behind--where was <A transitory shudder swept over her. Could she: ever go hack to partaking of ; adjusting habit -- and the flat, dull routine. Jump in her throat, and the HR ap vo wg \ eyes dis the last of shadow gathering there. sved him. Then what of mere he discarded his mew suit for the common jeans he had tossed aside when he left home: five years before, His mother had and t midst of her reverie camo a telegram. She tore ' MOBILIZED o. held her there, ett nie ea Re oer Dawson smiled grimly as ' Pp § ; of 4 v TTT hi OF "WOMEN IN: / » 2 ' gna 4x rs B70 8 | Tippee 5 ee eA - ag wep A vi > ? E od , MADAME oJ, GIPONITCH 8 or MISS MABEL DUNAR \. at wri.) WIFE OF ONDER SEC'Y OF STATE POR FOREIGN AFFAIRS. OERVIA. Ano MLLE.H BQIANICH ARR/VZNE Ar NEW YORK J A girl! It was thoughtless and cruel of him to have gotie to her as he did last night. stood. - Letitia hed promised to be ready at three. and in it they decided to make a tour of the farm lands, The girl's pleas- ure in this, however, was obvious, and it was with an unequalled feel- ing of elation that he speeded over the wind-blown hills to the Everitt cottage. He 'reached' there ten minutes 'ahead of time and was forced to wait. Presently the door opened and a be- Wildered vision 'in rose organdie, French boots and incalculuable yards 'of dazzling pink chiffon emerged. 'A full minute elapsed before Daw- son succeeded in catching his breath. Then he could only sit and stare. Truly, he admitted, he had seen no \& rl the sujal of this, even in Seattle! #y 'she *wore the things! Not," indeed, as = novice, but as a royal prinedss, born to the purple. oh Letitia stood up on the step a mo- Lerrons Prepared Especially For This Newspaper by Pictorial Review He should have under-' He had informed: her with some trepidation of his pur-| chase of an up-to-date motor car, Gary & Practical | Homé Dress Making SIMPLE AND CHIC, i ment, enjoying to the full her lover's { amazement. Then she broke into peals of laughter as her critical glance comprehended his grotesque get-up. "Why, Bob!" she gurgled, hurrying down the path to the gate, "whatevere-"" |" Dawson's consternation gave way {to sudden embarrassment. "By { Jover™ he exclaimed, crawling sheep- { ishly from the tonneau, "I can't go : about with you in these togs. Better i let me go back and get my clothes." { "Oh, but--" and Letitia smiled be- | witchingly, "you look charming to 'me in anything, Bob. 'What are | just clothes?" | "StlL" persisted he, getting red- | der all the time, "it does make a dif- : ference, you know, and--" "There's just one of two things," | observed she, gathering up her | flounces as he hel, her into the car, "we've either got to'dress down to eagh other, There eyes ! disguised twinkle; his, tentative, anx- ous. i "I think we'd better dress wu Jw A - s » ," she Rae The woman who cannot gee wonder- fa) possibilities in thts model must be up and doing. It can De used In "mak- ing over" or in using up remnants of contrasting material' A "bit #ach of cloth, velvet and lave can be used splendidly, Three vards of 40-inch vel. vet, 3 yards of 44-inch cloth snd 1% yard 34-inch all-over lace make the de- sign. For the outside of basque, underface the front from front edge 10 1 Inch in- ide of jine of small Fo" perforations. an outsi 0" To WHE ore. {his degree, Various reasons have amiable Hartley, who +{ Wordsworth in Grasmere chure fo", per RE Font | V ACTING Ar STRETCHER Aver he Gitished, showing all of her dimples again. 'Your idea is a good one," Daw- Soh agreed in an absurdly relieved tone. And his heart was several tons lighter as he proceeded to crank up the machine. WT FAMOUS BAD BOYS, "TW minster and Byron From Harrow, Robert Southey, who became Poet laureate of England, was dismissed frem* Westminster School "by the famous Dr. Vincent. The school al that time had a magazine called the Flagellant, and in this the budding poet published an article on floggiv which quite failed to please the chi administrator of corporal punishe ment, In fact, it incensed him to such ¢ degree that Southey was expelled. In "consequence he was refused ade mittance to Christ Church, and had not Balliol given him a home he would possibly have had to forego that university career which he afters wards adorned. It is a most amazing fact that poets have had quite a penchant for getting "sacked," as they call it at Harrow. Byron was expelled from Harrow three times for being rebel lious and defiant. Shelley was "senf down" from Oxford. To-day the poet who wrote the great "Ode to a Sy lark" is the chief glory of University Coljege. +All travelers want to see his room, and if they have seen that | they go away content. Yet he was ignominiously expelled, turned out | "bag and ,'* as an unfit asso relate for the hard-drinking, hard. | swearing young bucks of the Re. gency, He was charged with writing ané ! privately circulating a fiy-sheet en- titled, "The Necessity of Atheism," was expelled for '"contumaciously refusing to answer questions" and for "repeatedly disavow" the authorship eof document. '+ Nor is that the end of the list of unruly poets who have come inte contact with the ruling powers of .#chool and college. Samuel Taylor Coleridge, the author of "The An. clent Mariner," left Jesus College in a great hurry, before his time was nearly finished and without taking been given for this sudden depar "ture, but none of them very satis factory. The case of his son, the. Uifiliant, been brought up mainly in the family of Bouthey at Greta Lodge, Keswick, and who now lies side by side with hyard, was 'far more tragical.. He worked hard at Oxford for a long time, but was very much disappointed at his failure to capture the: Newdigate Prize. Then the seductions of Ox: ford wine parties proved too much for him and he began to go down the hill. However, he won a fellowshiy at Oriel, and his friends, who loved him dearly despite his weaknesses, hoped for the best. At the end of his 'Arst year of probation he was asked. to retire. | RTT Parumrsron, ONT. JUNE 20th. 1913. 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