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th 5n over cure for me?” It wrx< a dream. of course it T.tbtr-- I?" kept on saying it to bend! ONT And over again." It was none of it true. She won qut duping. and would wake up noon to the old bnging and emptiness. But drum-lips can- not give pauionuu lines; dream- mrms comm hold one in a atronmcom- farting clasp! . . "David.'" She tried to hold him otr, to protest that she was not Worthy. But he only hotbed. The ”triage u,irpr.r and Nigel Merton prune 111th When “I itsdeeUritd, Nigel is (h to Enlist. Pcrhe, Dolly under the care of I" Furnivnl. Ni l is killed and Dohy marries an J./feu'etl'dil1'fl and sail; for Amer-in with, him. U When Nifol’a brother." David, can! to see Nix"; I Widow, Mary is “tamed to tell Lin: of Dolly’s marriage. David mintsbekwary for his brothu’s wife and tn her to live at Red Granrs withAis nut. . u... .w "m """"'"". -- -____ ___-__--"-" s'ttyag',ag,, t2'l'ft. stM? thinking of Nigel, whom she had once an harnjnume. named Evans, whogloved, “but who seemed now to have no. mg over by . cab and taken: faded into the background of manor- to {burnt}. Evans tetis David, and; lee. ' David vitdts the hospitai. "Better than anyone I have ever NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY. known!” all: answered him; h "Oh, m deare t-- " He seeme eontented wit t at. For mid brain! 8 my dearest! help, moment he sat holding her hand, “I okays man trap,," Miss vnrneyiwi,tlu,'.tt. speaking; then: declared "fterwards, "that she began, "Nhrel's wife wrote to me,” he said to get .wc-IX frrutt that moment. It'r suddenly. "Mary, what than I do for ,aresrtdls' “Anni 'lul'n mi” (In TG, nu ', her? I feel that I owe her something “I ulna}:- lha?! l dedhsred afterward to ttet.well from t mPdertu'. what tos, old maid myself, hr in nothing More m CTR h tho tt dr at! " That was Mary was d agnin, with t But lt menu.) impossible that it was "any David saying such loving things. She had always been a little druid of him, always held him a little in we; and yet now-- so. broke out "aluminum: "But )ou don't know; 1 haven't mid The t te rri h . heir "If you err, I ah.“ go away. If you cry. I shall believe you don't mtnt to see mn. Mary, d----could you “min. . "But only because I an so hwy!” she an him. "Oh, David, if you know how much I have wanted to see in him and hem them in tht'strortst, wme an; grasp of her dreamz. "Mary, ”the not afraid of me? Ith, my darling, If you knew how I has b longed to up you!” She tried to my but the tens ram.", and she eoutd find no worth. Druid bent and kind the hands ho - "You are not to all my wife ugly named" he said fond”. And then she broke down and cried "" " rt She ,k i) saw q s “-v-MW 3 p" hr Not more than I wanted yummy thing More m a than a man W BEGIN HERE TO-PAY. idh th WI na weeks "terwardts when is down at the Red Gang? ith the hint fhttth af return- ttth in her white, Neo. as lying oat on the bun, e shady elm, and Miss Var- watehihg from the open win- mm D told her . word. She's vu, David. I (lo-belie“. an run her face away' when J t yotb--not that I speak my often." she added mir avid to whom she nob: rd away with I 3&1.qu- "ugh. .- a nan my,” Miss Varney wards, "that the began 'om that moment. It's at love wilt do. I'm an M, but I an lure there r gmtly bark on the & her shaking hands worthy. But he only queen'." k "David, does Miss Fisher know to call my wife ugly, about-about mot" fond!y. y She flushed up to her eyes, meeting broke down and cried his. He kisped the hand he held. . I "Does the know that I love you, nun I nm so happy'."; you meant" he asked tend.rlr. "Weil, "Oh, David, if you’ I should think the mast not», though I have wanted to new" I haven't exutly toid her." He hesi- |tated; then: “What are you thinking nn I wanted Tou..my: now.'" he m- 7 A on nderful in all the 's lore for a wo- d lady!" Rajah! and and her. she know I’m sith in 9mm. ‘3 l she started up. er head. the old " 1.. LJ bv1inlryiy'li6s move ' ove r- '-, CHAPTER LXH. i THE um: GOD must-1m. I It was some time afterwards before I she could make him "talk sensiblf," as 1she cslTed it; some time before she Icould make him tell her how he had found ha, and all about young Evans. ' "Poor Mr. Buns!" she said half I "dh. "David, he was so good to me l" ! "I know. I suppose I ought to be Iriad, but Pm not. I think I'm jealous I of everyone who speaks to you, Mary." I "You need not be," she told him ‘ahyly. "But if you could hob him a (litt:e--1 should like to help him a lit- It'se, David." ' , "You aha?! do what you like, my eeived you'." "You can tell me ail about it some day when you no quite iell and strong; but now-Weil, 1 don't want you to tell me anything except'how much you love mel" "You know I love you!" V His jealous eyes sought her face. "Better than-than anyone else you have ever known?" he asked. "rt Seine so utterly miserable with-| out you that I wish I were dead is'; being sorry for you, then I suppose} I amy' he said slowly. "lf 'Iii'?,',',') every moment. of every day without] you is being sorry for you, th..ety--i Mary, how can you waste time talking} for ever having sent you to me. If she hadn't gone abroad, you wouid never have come into my-life at all." Wonk tears spnng to her eyes again. "David, pm not good enough for you.' I can’t bear to think that I--" He interrupted gently. " an the best judge of that, sweet- SW. shook. her head, trying to hide he eyes. _ "iYou don't really mean it; you’re just sorry for mel" fly-2d not answer at once. “If in; so utterly miserable with- out you that I wish I were dead is She knew what he meant. She knew that he was thinking of his brother--- thinking of Nigel, whom she had once loved, but who seemed now to have heart mist" _ didn't uy I wouldn't." she sub: mitted. And then-but after that even a bright-eyed bbckbird pr/m theatres And the ally person who wus not at :3 pieased with the srrangement of "airs was Dora Fisher. She deeUred that David had been (creed into marrying Mary, and persisted in Illuding to him as "poor David," until even Monty lost his temper. and told her it was a pity she could not hidehor chagrin instead of show- intt it to everybody. f ' "3‘0an tut-that I used to be jeal- all. of her. She is so beautiful, and in the world to me ovirhead lost interest in th.vytt'ersa- tion, and new away to look for some- thing to out. - _ -rriisiroutrit fdrth the usual burst of tears. _ -- _ "How unkind you are! Nobody til the hops am rir cares in the least how unhappy I am. spoil., The pods mu or what becomes of mo!" . :or drying kilns, as But Monty bad heard the am. tritsheekand tttbe pi plaintive wail so muny times it had we a." 13 mum uch nonsense?" he demanded half mrious'.y, half in fun. “I love you, md that's just " about it, and if mu won't marry me--" The ghost of a smile crept into her "You are thc. moat beautiful woman Mary closed her eyes. so good to be here m You don't know how luv. de- unrest, When will y It wn u marry Not Doing a Thing, I Prof. (conducting exam.) -- ", :what is that book doing Linda desk l, Life Wp.S such a puze!c.' It seemed hard to egplain why he should be there, '.onely and uTready almost for- gotten, whilst she who had loved him best was here with David, and hap- pier than she had ever been in all her life. . . "What are y'ou thinking about, sweetheart?" David asked her. F . And she lifted her face to his, as she answered: “‘Oniy how gird I am to be your And David traid---. But here the little god who had been sitting between them with folded wings, chuckling ct his own cicvcmess in having brought about yet another love-match, stretched them wearily and yavrnod before he flew away. For, after all, what David was saying was only what he had heard many, many times before, and it bored him stiff. wife That was on David‘s weddi'ng-day. He and Mary were married very quiet- ly in London, with nobody to witness tho ceremony but Miss Varney, who wept copioua1y the whole time because she was so glad, and a gray-haired old verger, who smiled and wished every- body "Good luck!” half a dozen times. It was nearly the end of June them "The most wonderful June in all the world!" so Mary said as she and David drove away together. "I only wish everyone could be as happy as I lost its poignancy, 'and he ménly walked out of the room add shut the dog: rather forcibly. And then the picture of a lonely grave somewhere in France fiitted through her mind, where Iuy’aii! that was mortal of the man she had once loved, and for-a moment a little sha- dow fell over her face. It was very iii-mannered of him; but neither David nor Mary would have cared. had they known. For David's arm was round her waist and her head was on his shoulder, and both their faces were turned to the sunshine, and a future which they maid share together. Her thoughts went back to young Evans and Dolly; and she wondered if it were very mryish of her to be so utterly happy and contented. Almost simuitaneously there appear Atha- pross two expressions of opinion w ich. piacodraiio by side. are mutual- ly expliutatorr. 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I will: swiftly and boldly out into the 1rltdteet---my kitchen-my kitchen. I perch on tho table and swing my tee8, in a glory ot possession. What shall I make? I so over to the range again. Good tire-good oven, I can make any- thing, anything! . . .l go to the pan- try and scan its contents. I am always careful to have it well stocked on these days. . . . I pick up the cook. book and resume my porch. I am in no special hurry. It is notrret tour, and one can do almost anything between four and hummus! sir. Tito telephcue this; I go, with my thumb in the cocky recipes. . . . I hang up the receiver with a sigh relief. Yes, I thiuk--glngcr cookies. Hester and Tom will be in soon and they're so good when they're just on of “uneven. . . . Ttio from door opens and shuts, there is a stampede of feet up and down stairs. Then tho kitchen door bursts open. "Oh, good! It's 8arah's day out! “singer! Come on. It'.', Sarah‘s day out."' Hestcr arrives. "May we make the smell "Nay we make griddkx-ealrei.'" . it is like a frog chorus in spring. Perhaps I try to be severe. "G'ridele-cahea? Noutrea1se',, Who over heard of griddle-cakes at night.' Ginger cookies are queer enough. Be- sides, they don't go well together." "No matter! Who cares! We al. ways do nice, qtti'r'r things when Sarah is out. And WO can eat up all the cookie-s as anon as they're done, and than they won't interfere with the cakes." Heist; toast?" "May "May bow?" Cooke It makes very m it turns out, what 1 On the days out-ah, thope delicious duo's out. For the cook's outings are my Mamas. Me is happy, too. How ahet. Works! The luncheon dishes are whisked out ot the way, the kitchen is "fedd up," and she tiletseto her mom to dress. I slip out, glance up the back We win glve yeu any one of the above prizes for aching only 24 bunches of Waxed Sweet Pea: at 16 cents a bunch. 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At tomorrow: success you'll be ,msuu. Undaanted PM on and the pm: you wm ' Tlnt rich new” tor which you have qtgteeat--- The key _to In” rupture. by much you'll om. -Whtb on earth. u even". {wt-Ste of Heaven. "an.“ Hartley, In "Music," l deny that the mm! rttttort true. At least. it good was It enjoy: en abeoluuely certain action. We need to ulna: word: can never die." That Shakespearean but u is true my shows that the eternal am good u a far bigger reality tli; when em "t ot. evil. The road to success a no 1 t1oxterti, n will to! well your grlt c once; - There are rough track- t and long weary hour Ere the goal comes in y' k chance. The man who and "Truth is u 3nd shall prevail" said I big 'hit " n It Is true. Wo need to tak flows when antlers of lnffuem concerned. For instance, whu titt4tttee in boon the more pen: that of C‘s-u or Paul; Charlm or Franc]: of Assisi; Rousseau ol' by? Bo, when you hear the pt?sttltttists killing each other that the world is in t bad state. that men am "slipping hack into the beast," Ind that all the thousand Ind one econ: to bring node" to a better mind are like pour- lng wpter Into a sieve-well, don't be. Hen It! Take down any book den new conditions a can”; correct um unreasoned pm: It a pm I " Wing I brief tor roam: optimum. because it is a grow "', to it. beat qntdeaTor, just as thr r lab 09am of I Mienwher 1: my”) word for wading hunky sum; The “(do “he: II order go Sawing the hillside to and In An it for mom to play At giant new all the day. Over Klan-agar. houses small; And Vaduz. loo Across the Clyde, The pine" use! the nut-slat: To “Hop oft, their playing done, (u: rel sea-hone. of the can There in t foolish optimism just an and!“ more I: u rammed omimm‘.‘ It In our to any: “Alr- gr the ttest L. the but at -4trle worlds." but u m. (I. level tNnlrdne makes will ban}. non mu thin mu. no Ilmwborilh tempt” titr-h' witch In qtttIttqgtt to watt tor “mum thin; to mm up" tum-d or mm, (mm to work to turn .801“:le K up. lg M . form at [elf-dwtldmx) This rTturotted optimism h cry-talked tor all time In nu .tangaat--- Bar not,"Ths struggle naugh Tho labor and the wounds The enemy {aims not. nor f And as thing: have beer main." Whit though the tired Waves, hm breaking. Seem here no painful inch to nail For back. through creek and Inlet m 1". Comes uncut; teooditm In. the mait Kikumu new: nre linemen plain With an. and bmwn and green I with the shadows run and rtro, Taking the bill.“ tn a hop; And duo-t. can I Lear than an " WI tan but "r- hut music: The laughter of mum Kilcreggm Fields. angled stein Press On. -Etiaatrettt S. Fleming. tt le what all the same road p K gt H " k "