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HER SHORT ROMANCE
By CELIA MYROVER ROBINSON.
Melissy walked, slowly down the
road, swinging her sunbonnet in her
hand, letting the little breezes stir
the soft hair about her face, and drink
ing in the pungent breath of the
Melissy's dream was very sweet and
very bitter. She had been only a girl
-Melissy was thirty-four now-when
she had had her short romance.
There had never been a man at Hil
ton Corners oould compare with Hi
ram. Melissy thought bim the hand
somest and cleverest of men. And
he thought Melissy as beautiful as she
was good, and Hiram had felt there
was no higher praise than that.
It was on an evening of Just such
an April day that Hiram had first
kissed her and she had promised to be
But the long, sweet summer had not
passed before Hiram had grown cold
and captious, changing so much that
Melissy hardly knew him for the
same ardent lover of a few months
back. The girl was high-spirited
the broken woman smiled, sadly, as
she remembered this-and on one day
of anger and rebellion she had sent
Hiram away and he had never como
back to her again.
He had left The Corners, and dur
ing all the long years since, Melissy
had never heard from him. Vague
rumors had reached her, however,
that he had gone to Florida and had
made money in turpentine.
The camp meeting grounds were
a good three miles from The Cor
ners, and MeliBsy was very tired by
the time she had covered half the
way. She sat down by the road
side in the shade of a big oak, fan
ning with the pink sunbonnet, rest
ing the tired limbs awhile before go
ing on again. The sun was very hot
by this time, and the pungent breath
of wild honeysuckles and the heavy
fragrance of yellow jessamine made
Melissy's bead ache. She leaned
black against the mossy trunk with
closed eyes, listening to the mocking
bird up in the oak and thinking of
Hiram - and wondering why life
was so hard, and why he had
changed so towards ber. Melissy had
been too proud to ask for an explana
tion- MelJssy felt now that she would
not be too proud, if Hiram were only
A half hour later a man driving
down the dusty road at a rapid pace
drew up his horses sharply, with an
ejaculation of surprise. The figure
in the blue cotton dress leaning back
against the great oak was so still,
and the sweet face framed in the
heavy masses of wavy brown hair
was so white that be thought at first
she was dead. But at the clatter of
the team and his own strong voice
Melissy's slumber was broken and
she sat up, looking dazed and a lit
tle disheveled, and rubbing her eyes
like a sleepy child. Then she
laughed and her face turned pink
as she encountered the look on the
bearded face. She put on her sun
bonnet, hastily, and somehow began
to feel very girlish and timid. It
had been a long time since Melissy
had encountered that look In any
one's eyes, but she had been a belle
for too many years not to know
when she had struck a spark of ad
"I-1 believe I must have fallen
asleep,' she said, a little nervously.
"I believe you did," said the man,
"It was BO hot," said Melissy, "and
I am so tired. I am on my way to
camp meeting and I got plum beat out
with the heat"
"It's getting pretty hot," said the
"I reckon it wasn't the heat so
much," said Melissy, "but I've been
right poorly this winter. This is the
first time I've been out for a long
walk since January."
"You ought not to have tried to
walk it," said the man. "You aren't
strong enough. It's a good three miles,
at least, from your place."
Melissy looked surprise.
"Land!" she said, "bow do you
know? I thought you were a stranger
in these parts," and she looked with
interest at the fine team and shiny
trap, and the tall, well-dressed figure.
"Melissy," said the man, his voice
hoarse and shaken, "don't you know
Melissy face turned as white as
the little wilted ' roses in her belt.
For a moment she stood quite still,
like a frightened child. Then she
gave a glad cry: "Oh, Hiram,
Hiram' Its been so long," and
burst into bitter sobbing.
Hiram took her in his arms and
wiped away the tears.
"It has been long, Melissy," he
said, "but we'll fill our lives so full
of happiness we'll foget the sorrow.
Do you remember the dreamt you
uBed to have of seeing the world, Me
lissy? Well, we'll see it together,
doar. I've made plenty of money,
and I've come back to beg you to
forgive me for my pride and Jeal
"I never could understand-" be
gan Melissy. Hiram stopped her with
I thought you cared for Dock Gib
son. lt was Amarlah Hill who told
me. She said you were a flirt I was
too proud to tell you, and, anyhow, I
promised not. And you did flirt a lit
tle, you know, Melissy."
"Oh, Hiram-" began Melissy.
But Hiram kissed her into silence
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It's human to attempt shifting th?
blame on "environment" or "heredJfcf^
COOLER CLUTHES FOR BABY
One of the Problems That the Warmer
Weather Puts Forward to the
When the wann summer months
confront ns the young mother begins
to think about cool clothes for baby,
and not the least important of the ar
ticles required for the wardrobe is
the loose coat to be worn over the
long dress, for baby dare not be
exposed tc draughts at any time.
The needlework shops are showing
an attractive variety of long coats
made of crepe de chine or albatross.
These can be copied with little dif
Purchase a kimono pattern for a
baby in long clothes and stamp the
border with scallops. Down the fronts
and across the sleeves stamp a dainty
flower design;, either forget-me-nots,
rose buds or violets are suitable
White silk of a fine quality should be
used to embroider the flowers.
First pad the petals, using white
darning cotton for the porpose. Make
the padding stitches the length of the
petals and cover them with silk, mak
ing the stitches at right angles with
the padding. Buttonhole the scallops
with heavier twisted silk, padding
them first with the daming cotton.
Tie the fronts together with white
ribbon an inch in width.
If desired, these dainty coats can be
lined with a light quantity of china
silk, but they are more frequently
unlined for summer use.
If you haven't a little one of your
own, make a dainty coat for a tiny
friend or relative. It is fascinating
work, as the soft materials are easy
to work with.
SQUARE EFFECT CALLED FOR
j Both for Indoor and Outdoor Wear,
the Gown Must Pr?sent That
A quaint square effect is the most
noticeable feature of the newest of the
gowns both for indoor and outdoor
wear. Whether the present tendency
toward the natural form has anything
to do with it is, of course, the first
thing that occurs.to one.
A very charming gown which illus
trates this feature has a draped skirt
in a night-blue color of charmeuse.
This has a straight, square back,
which shows scarcely any curve at the
waist line. A broad, straight panel
hangs from the waist, without any
folds to the end of the skirt. The dra
pery of the front of the skirt disap
pears under this panel at each side
about two-thirds of the way from the
The corsage is of ivory lace over
flesh-colored chiffon, and bas a point
er1 ceinture in front. This alBO dis
appears at the back under the panel.
Little motifs of iridescent blue beads
take away from the severe style of
! the square back. The front of the
I gowns is very graceful, but somehow
i the back cannot appeal to everybody.
Wrap of blue and gold brocade with
heavy silk cord and tassels.
Yellow Luncheon Tables.
The hostess who entertains in the
most correct and formal manner now
uses artificial light at her mid-day
luncheons. Spring sunshine is cruelly
searching to the complexion hence
the popularity of the softly shaded
lights. YelIov?q are always in favor in
the seasons of daffodils, jonquils and
tulips, and a charming fancy is to set
at each plate a little basket filled with
yellow blossoms, a large basket with
the same flowers decorating tho cen
ter of the table. Tall feil ver vases or
glass vases, set at each corner of the
table and filled with yellow daffodils,
are a graceful decoration when the
Mght falls from an electrolier over the
"enter of the board.
?fD OF STUFFED BEAR
By JAMES B. HAWLEY.
For the sixteenth time I had asked1
Marjory Curtis to marry me. And for
the seventeenth time-twice shei
didn't even notice my remark-she
had given me her sweetest smile
Late one afternoon an errand called
me to P-; and as my horses had
been driven hard all day, I took the
train for the two miles, with the de
termination of walking home.
I completed my errand, bad dinner
In P-, and about eight o'clock
started on my homeward journey.
For the first mlle or so the walk was
beautiful, but as I reached the corner
that turned Into the road that ledi
past the Curtie house the bank of
clouds that had come np from th?
weet swept across the face of the'
moon and from almost daylight I wa*
plunged into almost the darkest night*
I have ever experienced.
I almost collided with Mrs. Curtis
when I reached their gate, and as
soon as she recognized me she ex
plained that she had been locked out'
and asked me if I would mind walt
ing on the porch until either Marjorie
or her father arrived, and then tell!
them that she would be down at Mrs..
For a moment I hesitated and'
then the temptation to see Marjorie'
became too strong for me, and I suc
cumbed. Marjorie arrived, and I deliv
ered the message.
She thanked me, and, although I
couldn't see her I could hear her
fumbling with the lock. At last she
exclaimed in disgust: "Dear me! I
tooa the wrong key," and she contin
ued, "might I ask you to escort me io
my mother, Mr. Van Doreen?"
"Certainly," I replied.
When we bad reached the third step
or so from the bottom the heavy
clouds broke away and the moonlight
streamed up the path and threw the
house and surroundings into the light
again. I turned my head to look at
Marjorie, and then started back
with a cry of horror. Just a little to
the left of the stoop lying at full
Lying at Full Length Was a Big,
length in the moonlight was a big
! black bear.
There had been a report in the town
of a big beai aaving escaped from a
traveling showman and this was evi
dently the animal
I looked around in terror. I had ab
solutely no weapon but a nail file and
a pocket knife, and I was about to
suggest to Marjorie, who was shaking
with sobs that we make a bolt for it,
when In the corner of the porch I
spied a long pruning knife that some
of the men had left about. I reached
out and grasped the knife, and as I
made a move toward the edge of the
stoop, I beard a frightened little cry
from Marjorie. I immediately re
turned and gathered her up in my
arms for a moment.
I simply forgot ali about the bear.,
and everything else except that I
was holding the woman I loved the
best in the world. And would you be
lieve it, the habit had bepome so
strong that even there 1 proposed, and
what is more the slight affirmative of
the head showed me that I had been
accepted. With a parting injunction
to Marjorie to have no fear, I again
moved toward our enemy. '
The beast was evidently asleep, or
! something, for it had made no move
aluce we had discovered it, but lay
i there at full length. Slowly, and not
making a sound, I approached it,
and when I was within four feet of
the furry thing I let him have the
knife as near in the heart as I could
judge in the uncertain light
Five times I stabbed bim, and then
as he made no move, I approached
with a lighted match to- examine his
wounds. . r !
A great, big. unswallowable lump
fbse ir. my throat, and 1 couldn't
speak; for, instead of blood pouring
from the wound?, all I could se* was
a little straw that the knife had pulled
A shriek of laughter greeted me
when I almost yelled: "Marjorie!
Marjorie! This isn't a real bear; it's
"I know lt," she managed to gasp.
"Papa's guide sent it t-to him and the
m-moths got into it and-and w-we put
it out t-to air a-and for-got to b-bringi
I waited until she calmed down andi
then said in my most severe tones: i
Marjorie, you promised to marry me.j
"I know I did, you silly boy; butj
what has that to do with a stuffed
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