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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, December 14, 1914, LAST EDITION, Image 18

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By Mary Howell Foote
Cannons were b.ooming, but in a
country at peace. "Martial music
filled the air, but it was the accom
paniment to military practice ma
neuvers. Gerald Price and Grace
Rowland sped along the smooth slop
ing shore of Chesapeake bay, noting
the same and taking in at a safe dis
tance naval and camp tactics.
"The last day of the week, "the last
day of the month, the last day of my
vacation," spoke Grace, with quite a
sigh, and she bestowed a glance of
underveiled real gratitude and appre
ciation upon her escort who had tried
to make her two weeks' respite from
studio work in the hot, dusty city
pleasant for her.
"And the last auto drive we shall
take together," murmured Gerald in
tones of manifest regret.
"There there is next season, you
know," suggested Grace, with a Hope
ful smile. i
There was that in her tones that
thrilled Gerald Price genuine sincer
ity. He did not follow up the mute
beckoning of those lovely, longing
eyes. He was a shy fellow and he
blushed. Then a narrow, winding
course required some expert maneu
vering and the thread of conversa
tion that might have led to his heart's
desire was interrupted.
He was shy and reticent in mind
and manner, this novice in the courts
of love. Many a time at lawn parties
and picnics he had envied the big
boisterous fellows whose brisk ways
he took for courage. He had not
their initiative, he thought. He must
appear as their inferior, he decided.
And this had made him timid-hearted
whenever he was with Grace. That
he loved her deeply he was sure. That
she returned his affection he .very
much doubted.
The bold, brash ways of forward ,
youths had not made the impression
upon Miss Rowland that he fancied,
but Gerald did not know 4Jiis. She
was, however, disappointed that Ger-1
aid did. not act more self -assertively.
His shyness was rather a merit with
her, for itjcovered intense respect for
the young ladies with whom he came
in contact. Altogether he was a gen
tleman, but she could not palliate a
Out From His Hand Waved the Long
White Veil
timidity which might imply coward
ice. Two evenings previous, in the
white moonlight, amid garden airs
redolent with the soft perfume of
flowers,-he had very nearly told her
all. The passing, of, a laughing, chaf
fing pouple of friends had abashed
him. He wasembarrassed and ill,.at

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