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WORTH WAITING FOR
" By Mildred Caroline Coodridge.
Bright, questioning eyes; eager,
welcoming lips; a fair, expectant
face, met Alan Wayneas he returned
to his modest home in Grantham
alter a lour days' journey.
They had been married only a year,
and if you had asked the townspeople
regarding them they would have pro
nounced them the happiest couple in
the district. To many this was a mar
vfel, however, for while Alan was a
Burrowed Down Into the Chest.
practical, sensible young man of
modest ambitions, Jessie had been
known as a bright, restless butterfly
of a girl. Her life had been one gay
round of parties, dances and other
social 'enjoyments. She loved dress
and display, and many had predicted
that she could never settle down into
the commonplace dreariness of a
poor man's wife.
Her strong love for Alan, however,
jwas the balance wheel that saved
Jief. -He.seemed to know just how to
manage her fantasies and follies.
There still lingered in her mind a
longing for the brighttoaubleS of life?
but she was growing to value Alan's
devoted love as the greatest pearl of
price. " r
"Oh, Alan!'r exclaimed Jessie in her
pretty, impetuous way as she led him
into the cozy little parlor, her loving
arms about him "what news, dear!"
, "The very best, to my way of
thinking," replied Alan cheerily. "You
know "Uncle Dallas is going abroad
to die. He called all the relatives to
give away whafhe would have willed
"Yes, yes; yu told me; and he
"A pretty house with five acres of
land in Linden. Think of it! -JA11
clear of incumbrance, all our own,
and I have looked aioimd that town
and found that I can' get a position
there even-better than, the one here.
Are you not delighted?" ,
"Yes, of course," declared Jessie
hurriedly," but tell me all those
beautiful dresses that once belonged
to Aunt Beulah?" v
"I fancy they were given to her sis
ter," explained Alan. "You see, she
had the closest claim."
"Oh, dear! They might have sent
me some ofThat rare old lace. How
I would have valued it! Or one of
those. diamond rings there were so
many of them," pouted Jessie in real
"All the lace in the world co'uld not
equal that pretty gown you wear,
which you made yourself," declared
Alan gallantly, "and as to diamonds
your bright eyes outshine the
rarest of them."
The shadow lifted from Jessie's
face like a summer cloud.
"You dear, grand old lover!" she
cooed, snuggling closer to him. "I
am wicked to ever dream of being
dissatisfied," and. for the time being
Jessie forgot everything except the
great love that irradiated her life.
Many a time later she thought of
the dresses and the diamonds, and