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A FORE-ORDAINED PARTNERSHIP (Copyright. 190*. by T. C. McClure.) I f — g T was all over, and \E <^ enenLl Marvin lay Sy£^&£rj',$ under tho liveoaks, •^-^S^^ fi while Miss Rebecca '^^W'V ;^'| Eat alone In il'.o dark '^iici^ralw't^Pl en c *d parlor. N"<j-»' the ■;.5SSs^£jj k urden la >" wIth her alone, and she fol lowed wearily the trail of the years that had brought only trouble and loss. Jessica stood still in the doorway at Eight of the bowed head. She could find no words to say; but she drew Miss Rebecca's head dow n and held her close in the strong, young arms. Miss Rebec ca lifted a hopeless face. "Child. I do not mourn for him; it is you. Jessica, this old house and a pitiful ten acres is all that is left; and even that cannot be told during my lifetime. There is noth ing, nothing. Don't talk to me now. I cannot beaji it — I must try to think." And 21iss Rebecca crept away to her loom. Left to herself, the girl stood looking out toward the clump of liveoaks that towered above the general's grave. She remembered that there had always been little economies practiced by Miss Rebecca, and the days when the gen eral would shut himself in with a mass of papers — always after the visits of those men from town. Now the end had come; but the old home was still theirs, evtn though shorn of its broad acres, and an idea came to her. That night she wrote the letter that went in the Northern mail, signed with the bay ish scrawl of "J. L. Marvin." Business was unusuallr dull in the cfSce of Itcpplier Bros., florists, and the morning mail received Instant atten tion. James Repplicr tossed a letter across to his brother John. "Read that, John." "Repplier Bros. — Gentlemen: Is there any market for cut flowers direct from the South — C3i>e jasmine. Cnslish vio !ets, roses and all varieties of the lily? Can make arrangements for packing and Shipping to arrive in good condi tion. I phouid be glad to receive or ders. Respectfully. J. L. MARVIN. "Aldana, Miss." John Repplier laid the- letter doy.n and looked up inquiringly. "Might be a good Idea. What co you think?" "Well! We will be pretty apt to n*M a large supply in the next forty c'.ght hours, as that Garl'ng funeral vill call for more than we can furnish from our ov/n plant." Ten minutes later the message went nfT that electrified the household at Bois d'Arc. "Send aJI available blooms. Letter to follow. Terms guaranteed. "REPPLIER BROS." Miss Rebecca was bewildered at the very Idea of money to be gained from the profusion that rioted in hedge and arbor nnd over the wasi<? of un kept gardens; but Jessica rallied the idle negroes and worked all night un til the dawn, when Uncle Reuben drove down to Aldana with a wagon load of baskets filled to the brim with frazrant merchandise. Evening brought the letter that !nade possibility certainty, and busy clays followed for Jessica. More land v.as leased and a little offlce con structed In the old weighing- room of the gin, that now served as a packing roorn. Miss Rebecca willingly let go the reins of Bols d'Arc into Jessica's hands. Once more Aunt Ailsa re jciccd in a well filled pantry, and, bit l»y bit, the old order was restored, ex cepting always the tall, soldierly fig ure that had moved out from among •Jiem forever. November had come and a soft haze lay over the sunny fields and a tang of frost lurked In the breeze. Jessica lay in the hammock under the pines, her loosened hair blown back in a ruddy halo and the bars of sunlight flecking the smooth olive - of her rounded clieecl: with golden light as the swayed back and forth — a picture that held the intruder silent until the uuiuhins: cf th<? -nr.e needles beneath his feet brought Jessica to herself. That he was very good to look at was patent at the first glance. The ath letic figure, keen, dark eyes and smil ing mouth, made Junes Repplier an Interesting study to the mind feminine. YELLOW FLATS HEIRESS 1904, by Richard B. Shelton • mini ijiif iq HI-; Interstate Lim- BB"**'" ■—" T -*^tB ited had rumbled BgS^M wv&i across brown, level rjiwiiif ii ii' tub' landscape was only occasionally relieved by chumps of de jected and no lees hopeless cotton v.o.-ds. Present':' the whistle tooted hoarsely; liiere was a grinding of set brakes, the train slow«i down and ccme to a stop before a bare little sta tion—a derelict, seemingly, in this level waste. Tancred arose, rather unwillingly, from his comfortable thai:-, ar.d pre ceded by the obsequious porter bear ing his heavy suit case, stepped from ins limited to the uneven board platform of Yellow Flat station. He loo!ied abcut him and his h'jart sank. The porter beside him seemed to him the representative of a civilization that would depart when the limited pulled,; out. Eo Tar.cred Rave the porter a half dollar, and stood watching the re ceding train with a feeling that' ha had ortn marooned. There v.as one conrolaiion. however, lie could fin!«h v.:> Ihe business which had brought him hither in a day or two and calt this desolation. A week of i his nr.t nothingness, he fe!t. would drive him mad. He sought the station' agent, and inquired of him the best way to reach Tapley's ranch. The «gent hailed a nondescript individual addressed as Jock, who was* loafing on the benches, and asked hlmivhat.he rould u<j fcr this gentleman; who want ed to ~et to Tapley's. "Old nan Taple;' at the <X?" said ocli! "'Sure! I>ro;> : ou thfie on my Way to the Crescent." K? led the way .o a vehicle outside— half wagon, half buckboard. '"Hop in. ".he said hospita bly. Jock clucked to his team and they •cited over the brown plains behind a pair of piebnlcl ponies, whose chief .ac complishment Eeeinfd to lie in whlsl;- By C. R. Greeraly "I fcep pardon, but is this Bois d'Arc, the Marvin plantation?" ' "Yes. this is Bo:s d'Arc. I am the manager." "You? J. L. Marvin?" ReppHer stared blankiy. "But we had sup posed—" "That I were a man?" she broke in nervously; then, looking at the card that he handed her. "Mr. Repplier?" and a little later Reppller found hlin ee!f in the dim. old parlor receiving the gentle welcome of Miss Rebecca. He was carried away with Bois d'Arc and- its vague air of a better time that dimly expressed the actual assured position that had been his life motive. Self-made, from the days of drifting waithood, when the two home less boys had ttrugsled against the current of the Chicago streets, it had been an uphill fisht. with little time for the softer things cf life, and hero, the stately rooms where the sunlight fil tered through the small-paned win dows to fall on faces of dead and gone Marvins, the quaint wainscotted din ing-room, with its time-stained treas ures; the white table, with its glitter of silver and glas3: the sweetness of flowers and the two gentlewomen, so different from all the women that he had encountered in the rush of the city. He decided, there and then, to_ linger es long as he decently could, answer ing abstractedly to the running fire *jf bright nonsense that Jessica kept up. He felt that somehow he had always known that soft voice and rippling laush. At last she ventured: "You expected to consult with 'Mr. Marvin* as to the business for the coming season?" Repplier pulled himself together and came ont of the clouds. He had for gotten his errand. "Yes, 1 had. a .proposition to make from our firm. You have been our chief source of supply for several months, and we have decided to offer y.ou an interest, if you will agree to work under our supervision." Jessica drew a long breath. Iteijpiler went to hits room that night in a state of mind that battles descrip tion, and lay for hours gazing out into tho white night. Morning— the plantation bell sent its summons far out In the misty gxayness. Alas! ihe fields of Bois d'Arc had passed to alien hands, but the old bell still swung and lifted its voice, as It had done when, in answer to' it3 call, the dusky file went for ih from the gates to toil for the master of iJoia d'Arc. Somewhere, away off a chorus of hounds responded, and fields began to fill with the cotton pickers. Jessica was seated behind the urn as he sat down to Aunt Ailsa's hot waffles and fried chicken. As he watched the email, sun-browned hands among the coffee cups the visions of the night came back, full force. Repplier had no excuse for prolong ing his stay, but before Jessica drove him down. to Aldana he managed to ex tract an Invitation for the holidays from Miss Rebecca. Repplier had touched her strangely with his half wistful remark: 'Christmas is an empty word to me — I have never had a home." Christmas eve, as Jessica came across the yard from the office, Repplier met her with such honest gladness in face and voice that she forgot her scruples and welcomed him as gladly. A long, happy week, for Jessica, her guard once down, threw herself into the spirit of the hour. Repplier found his crumpled roseleaf, however, in the person of Charlie Carrington, who was Jessica'3 shadow. "Too confoundly cousinly," thought Repplier, as the swift days flew. He had never cared for dancing* but it was dull work .to stand in the shadow while Jessica circled tho. room in Charlie's arms. But at last the round of dances and merrymaking drew to a close. Repplier grew desper ate; there was only, one day left to him. If Miss Rebecca had earned his gratitude before, she- now had his un dying affection in the hour when she pressed Charlie into service to drive her to the next plantation. It was one of those dreary, mid-win ter afternoons, and the open fire flick ered cheerily. Jessica, commenced - a furious onslaught- with theft noker. "Poking a fire is a positive stimulant on a day like this." 'Is It? Let me try it" He took the poker and knelt with her on the broad hearth. 'A merry war of words. ing tneir tans over me lines ana. run-, ning like mad. Jock was not so loqua-. cious and Tancred was in no mood to talk. Frankly, he wished the . thing was over and that he was starting back East. ■ • He fell to wondering what sort of a girl, this niece of Tapley's was like. Probably she v/as old and more or less of a barbarian; or perhaps she was the sort who would say, "Oh, ain't that lovely!". when. he, told her his y late cli ent, the Hon: Peter Chlsholm, had left Her a fortune that had been tho envy cf manv scheming women in the cycle of the unmarried Peter's acquaintance. Jock.here beside-him could probably en lighten him as to Miss Parsons, but it was scarcely worth while. She was eorne quite impossible person, no doubt. He handed Jock a cigar and-put the whole" thing from his mind.: It was gray twilight when they drove up to the ranch house at the 4X. Tan cred alighted and was" warmly 'wel comed by Tapley. "I don't care a snap of my fingers what business it is that has brought you,\ he said to Tancred. "You're to stay just as Ions as you can stand 'it with us, and a little longer, if you have any charity for isolated old chaps Hies myself," he added hospitably. "A man in touch with things in the East is a godsand here, sir. .Supper will be ready shortly, and meanwhile Gertrude trill give you some ■ tea. Pardon me a moment, and I'll hunt her up." The room they had entered evidently served as a library. Books lined the walls: tempting chairs offered their comfort, skin rugs covered the polished fioor. It was quiet and in excellent taste. Tanered's misgivings, about the lady were somewhat mitigated. At that moment Tapley returned. • # air. Tancred," he said, "permit me to present the lady whose business brought you here — my niece, Miss Par sons." Tancred bowefl and murmured his greetings somewhat incoherently, for surprise had tied his tongue. Had he met her on Broadway he would have looked at her more than once, but find ing such a pirl at Yellow Flat fairly took away his breath. - "Won't you let me take away the and then a silence that neither of them dared to break. Jessica gazed deep into the heart of the firel but llepplier's eyes were on the dark curls — he could not see her face. As he dropped the poker she stretched out her hand — to find it caught and held — "Jessica!" It was just a whis per; but the rich color went over her face, nnd the hand fluttered within the strong grasp that held it prisoner, as he went on. "I know it is too soon: but I cannot go and leave my story untold. You know that I have loved you from the moment that I first saw you. I believe that I have loved you from the moment that I first saw' you. I believe that I have loved you always. Above and beyond all law of caste, all difference of Xorth and South,'some where, somehow, you have belonged to me — and I want my own." Outride the raindrops pattered against the, long windows; then the neigh of a liorse as Charlie and Mis? Rebecca drove through the big gat*. The brown head drooped lower, and the hand in hia no longer struggled to escape. Quick to grasp his vantage ground he drew the slight figure to him. For just the briefest time his' lips sought hers: then flushed and shy. Jessica retreated to the other end of the ruff, as Miss Rebecca, standing in the open door, read the end of the chapter. THE ROMANCE OF LAND MOVEMENTS THE recent disasters in the West Indies have naturally widespread interest among geolo gists as well as among the gen eral public. Scientifically speak ing, both volcanoes and earthquakes rank themselves as part of a series of phenomena to which the term "move ments of the earth's crust" may be ap plied; for it is an undoubted that both actio-ns are intimately associated with disturbances ' of that portion of the earth which- we are accustomed to term the habitable globe. Naturally also earthquakes and volcanoes are closely related for the reason that both take their origin from the internal heat of the earth, which, of course, is a rem nant of the universal heat in which our planet was ■ born. There remains, however, a certain series of phenomena to which the term slow movements of the earth's crust may. be applied. These are sufficiently, interesting to warrant a brief description of certain'of the more prominent examples of such actions. Slow Changes of the Earth's Surface. If their occurrence may be described as of much less obstrusive nature than is the earthquake or the. volcano, their reality is nevertheless" quite as strongly marked. Practically the real difference between the earthquake , and the slow movements of the earth's crust is one not of kind, but simply degree. An earthquake, in other words, , will effect in a moment changes of the earth's crust which may require very lengthened periods of time on the part of the slow movements to bring about. Nevertheless, it. is obvious that the three phenomena themselves all Indi cate to the geological mind' the great fact that the apparently stable crust of the earth Is really In a condition of more or less constant alteration and change.' In. some localities subsidence is the prevailing feature,' while in others elevation of the strata is noted to take place. One very important pre liminary consideration may here be noted. Where man's observation has long enough existed to convince him of apparent, alteration In the relative levels of land and sea, a question might arise regarding the exact seat of the phenomena he has noted. Popularly speaking, it .would appear, at first" sight very much more, reasonable to assert that either a retirement or an invasion of the sea would account for the altera tion perceived : say 'on coast larids." ; fJL little reflection, however/ will convince .THE'. SAN FRANCISCO SUNDAY CALL. By Dr. Andrew Wilsosi Author of "Science Stones," etc. us that the ocean may be considered in the main to be a non-altering quantity. A simple consideration will easily con vince us of the truth of this remark. The sea practically remains on the same level. Therefore when an altera tion is found to take place on a sea coast, unless we are prepared to prove that on the opposite shore a similar alteration has taken place, and to the same extent, we must set the burden of .the.ehanse on the shoulders of the land and not on those of the ocean. Suppose, for example, what represents an actual event, .namely, the case of submerged forests, common enough* round many of our own. coasts, and also on those of other countries. Hare, extending below low water mark/. we flnu>the stumps of trees. It is obvious that these must have grown on what was once dry land. If we assume that the forest was" In reality submerged by the ocean, this -would necessitate our supposing that a rise of if may be twenty or thirty feet of sea took place, this rise implying not merely a tidal wave, but a permanent, alteration In the sea level. Suppose that such- an event took place say on the north coast of the Enslish^ Channel, then if the alteration were due to the sea's rise we ought to be able to show that a similar rise had taken place on "the French Bide, seeing that water must always maintain its own level. _ The Earth Changes — Xot the Sea. Apart from the Impossibility of thus accounting. for change in the apparent level of land and sea, we have to reck on the j immense additional -. body . of water which would be required to ef fect the change In question, j Thereiis not a shadow of evidence to lead us to suppose that any such material change , In the bulk of our oceans is atall pos sible. -Therefore 'we > are left with the reasonable theory that the change rep resented in s the : submerged forest < has been due to v a partial and local sub sidence of a part of the coast, carrying the old forest gradually below the sur face of the waves, "an faction continued ; slowly / and much disturbance of the trunks of the trees themselves. Assuming that the land is the seat of these : slow • movements and not the ! sea, • we ; may proceed ; now to note , cer • tain'' interesting examples of 'suctf ac- tions. Curiously enough we find Cel sius, the great Swedish naturalist, giv ing his opinion at the beginning of the eighteenth century that the Baltic Ocean and North Sea together were gradually subsiding. He further insist ed that as far as regards Sweden the rate of the depression of the sea amounted to about forty inches in 100 years. Referring to proofs in support of his contention, he added that rocks on the shores of the Baltic once exist ing in the state of sunken reefs and dangerous to navigators had gradually appeared above the surface of the sea. Also It was known that certain towns which in former years had been sea ports were now found inland, islands also have been joined tq the main land and fishing grounds rendered in this way useless. 1 No doubt the remarks/af Celsius were correct as -regards details, only he erred in crediting the sea as the seat of the changes in question. If to-day we consult a map on which the coasts said to be rising and sinking in the world are figured forth, we discover that while the western' coast of Nor way and also the Swedish coast in the Gulf of Bothnia may be said to exhibit evidences of the rising mentioned by this author, the most southerly part of Sweden is' actually proved to be at the present time subsiding. It therefore must be clear that the changes in question must be credited to the land and not to the sea, seeing that In coasts bordered by the same body of water we have the double movement represented. We find an ex ample of a coast that has been elevated In the case of Chile, this elevation fol lowing . rapidly on earthquake action itself. The southern coast of England, as well as that of Ireland, and the north coast of France are in a state of depression. Tracing the North African coast, for example," we find evidence of rising extending from Gibraltar to Tripoli, but from the latter point on ward to the' Red Sea. we have evidence of . sinking. The : south coast of Green land is also an area which Is marked by4 depression. '. The Seesaw of. Continents. t "Of this latt&r phenomena we find sev eral interesting proofs. Danish investi gators many ; years ago showed'clearly that part of the : west coast -of Green land, extending for a length of six hun dred miles from north to . south, was gradually sinking. The evidence, in deed, points to the fact that for. four bad taste of your ride with lomi tea?" ■he asked solicitously. *Tancred acquiesced heartily and seat ed himself near the dainty tea table where she was busying herself: '."Twenty-two," he told himself men tally, "and the finest eyes in America." In that % half hour at the tea table Tancred fell in love; and having fallen In love, the object of his coming here intruded Itself like a black cloud in the fair sky of his happiness. This girl was an heiress; It was this he had come to tell her.. And Tancred. albeit a sturdy young lawyer, was -by no means"wealthy. He suddenly resolyed to let .the fortune remain in the back ground for a week at least. He would be unreservedly happy for that time, and then — "Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof," he told himself. . "Cousin Peter couldn't have left me much," said Miss Parsons. "No." said Tancred, carrying out his resolution. "I'll go over the papers carefully and in a week's time I think I can tell you the exact amount." A week went by— two weeks— a month. Still the exact amount of Cousin Peter's legacy was not vouch safed to Miss Parsons. She seemed to have found a richer legacy in her rides with Tancred across the brown plains and her talks with him before the library fire. Uncle Tapley looked on with happy approval. "They're thoroughbreds — a fin© pair," he told himself often and with much satisfaction. - It" was at the end of the sixth week of his star at the 4X ranch that Tan cred. after a night of sleepless agony, resolved to terminate the pangs of con science, which were beginning to trou ble him seriously. They had ridden that morning to -* group of wells on the HER MANAGEMENT By £\rpHemia Holden , Copyright, 1904, by B. Holden. BBSSSBBECSKn HE shaded light from ggaganrsfacn the library lamp fell l JT9R Bn H on her hair, tTrlngins jy i " IfrJtf out its golden glinta, Eft* H/l whlch refreshed h!s Sgg §>4 tired eyes. He had jffiy_ _S*M an hour for re- creation before going uptown to. edit the morning edition of a big daily paper. A few years ago she had been his chum's Jolly little sister. Lately he had discovered she was a woman whose smile was more to him than clubs, theaters or books. * "The same old question," he burst out, almost in earnest; "you want me to dine with a mob of your friends. Ten dollars' worth of agony for me to 10 cents' gratification for you." She raised her round chin. "I like men who don't count costs, she sniffed. "Spoiled and unreasonable, he mut "I should say so/' she replied, with a slight lift of her shoulders, "a girl with an older brother and seven un married uncles and aunts is so apt to be especially when each one is more critical than the next wherever you begin or end." "But you forget Howells and the others. He's certainly don© a lion's share." ~ , "If you mean a man spoils a girl by showing her consideration, atten tion, perfect manners," she began hotly. .'* . "Are you going to marry him for his manners or his money?" he inter rupted. ■ '_ £' "I haven't decided," she returned with sudden chilliness. 'jSZ, . "You're engaged to him, then, ne asked suddenly. hundred years at least, and probably for a far longer period, the coast of Greenland from Igallko to Disco Bay has been sinking. The proofs of this submergence have been found in the fact that old buildings constructed on low islands have been submerged and the Greenlanders take care to build their huts some distance from the coast line. Another interesting proof of this subsidence in Greenland is af forded by the fact that some of the earlier Moravian missionaries fixed strong poles In the sea beach close to the doors of their huts for the purpose of mooring their boats. To-day these poles are seen practically to hold their places, but are far out at sea, the land meanwhile having sunk and the sea flowed in upon it. The Italian coast, however, probably furnishes us with more numerous and *more distinct examples of these slow movements of land within a compara tively limited area than possibly any other part of the earth's surface. There, as indeed are also found elsewhere in the world, marks of sea action on cliffs are met with high above the present level of the sea. Also there are found in such situations the burrows in the rocks made by shell fish whose natural habit it Is to bore into stone and to live In the burrows thus made. There is a very interesting case of elevation of the earth's crust found in the Ponza Islands, situated off the coast of Italy. Tlic Alteration in a Century. It appears that the largest island of this group is known as Palmarola. This latter, area of land is well nigh spilt in two by the hollow which exists In a semi-circular form, sloping to the beach and open to the west side. The lowest part of this hollow contains many large stones and bowlders. These are seen to be marked with the re mains of Serpulae tubes, these last be ing the limy tubes made by, certain sea worms for the purpose of protect ing their bc-dics. They are familiar to every person who has paid any atten tion, whatever- to the animal life of the sea side. In 1786 Dolomlen visited the Ponza Islands. He describes Palmarola as belnsr then divided into two parts by a narrow canal or space of sea, which he states v.*as of the dimensions such as would allow a barge to pass through it. This writer also construct ed a man of these islands.. He shows the canal clearly enough. It lies in the position of the semi-circular de pression already alluded to, this de pression, as we have seen, being part of the island itself and now above high water mark. It is perfectly clear, then, that slow, deration of Palmarola must have taken place within relatively re cent . times. The extent of land rise represented la this locality Is stated by modern authorities to equal about 200 feet. - % . i northern border of the ranch. The air was crisp and clear and Miss Parsons, with eyes sparkling and cheeks aglow from the ride, was doubly .charming. Tanered's mind reverted to that ait ernoon when he had stopped on the platform of the Yellow Flat station. •1 felt as If I were marooned, he told himself, "and I was marooned— In para- He squared his shoulders and turned to the girl- ' „ . "I'm coins back to-morrow, he sa.a with quiet force. ■ "To-morrow?" The consternation in her voice set his heart thumping. 6u* he went on calmly. i V ' "Yes. to-morrow. Ton and I ar« very far apart." His voice had a not* of sadness. _ "Are we very far apart?" she salOi "Three hundred thousand dollar*" he said. m . "I — I don't think I understand you." she said regarding him with wondtf "Cousin Peter Is responsible," h» observed. _. "Oh!" she rasped. "Was It aS that?" . . "Yes." he said. "You understand, of course, why I go?" She was silent. Her face ws* turned from him again. Presently M caught the sound of a sob. "Miss Parson!! — Gertrude!" ht cried, and — such are resolutions— he put ntt arm about her. "I'll — I'll give It away." she n|4 sobbing unrestrainedly on his shoul der. And because of this, brown, bar* Yellow Flat became the Garden •! Eden — to Tancred, a^ leasts "What right have you to askf* i The lines on his face dropped. "None," he replied humbly. "Well, I'm not!" she retorted, mora than appeased with his humility. After a pause he spoke softly. "My mother always said I'd be verr. easy to manage." "But you know she spoiled you. Too -were her only boy. Personally, I wouldn't try it if you were the last man on earth." She was almost sorry when she saw his mouth tighten and the fine nervous lines of his mouth grow deeper. "That's a blow," he said with dry lips. "Yet you told me once that I had never failed you." "In service — no." "Only in little things, then?" "They're what count with a woman." "That's not reasonable. I'm abrupt —disagreeable at times, I guess— but you know quite Well that is only man ner." She gazed Into the light without re plying. His eyes were on the rug pat tern again. "I have always thought," he began, after a minute, "that marriage is a partnership of equals, the capital stock personal liberty, and, of course, love and respect. Then, if the wife wanted to do one thing and the hus band another, they'd either go It alona with perfect pleasantness or compare notes. Whoever showed the best cas* would win the day. "For instance." the interest in her face warmed him to his theory, •*!* you and I were married" — her face changed to roguish disgust — "and you wanted to go to a dinner and I wanted to stay at home, you'd give your rea sons, I mine. If you wished to j go more than I wished to stay, we'd go. Isn't that fair?" "No, no, no." she crfed, excitedly. "Who'd be the Judge? You, of course* I'd be as bad a hermit as you In a little while. I'd rather give In than have friction." "I'm not frlctlonal," he pleaded. "You can't or won't understand me* Besides, if you don't like me as I *m take me and edit me." "You told me you never touched re jected manuscript. Why should XT* He laughed, though the shaft found a tender spot. After another interval of silence he began to speak In a on rious, controlled tone. "I can't realize my dream Is done. I hadn't any right to it. of coarse, bat Just the some I've thought of a ttmm when you would care enough to marry me. I wanted a little house, not very large or wonderful It wouldn't need to be. If you were there — think of hair ing one's own brand of sunshln*? What a fool I've been! You couldn't care for a man older, unpolished, h'a enthusiasm and freshness gone. I suppose some fellow will be »ueky enough to sit opposite to your smile." "I hope so," she said quietly. *1 don't care to be an old maid." "You won't be. I wonder who— ort Howells — he's not clever enough. lt*» iather a wonder you have stuck It out so long. You're unusually fascinat ing. Did I ever tell you that?" *.■ "You never told me anything nice,* she said pettishly. "But you knew that for m« yoa were the prettiest, sweetest woman in the world. And I believed in your talent. Why. if you'd been willing t» marry me we'd have made you a famous artist 'You won't find many men who hold the theory of a woman's right to individuality." "Oh. theories!" she cried, impatiently. "You'd fe*d a woman on theories when she was starving for a kiss." He sprang to his feet, his face flush ing. "That's cruel and unjust! You con demn me without knowing. Lots of times your face has been so close to mine I had only to put my arms about you and— and instead I've clinched my bands and moved away because I knew you b»ld a kiss a sacred thing, and I had so little to offer except my love!" "You merely mean." she said, her breath coming a little queerly. "that you refrained from gratifying a passing temptation — " "Why will you try to hurt me?" he demanded, stopping his quick pacing and looking down at her. "I mean I re frained from telling you I loved you with all my heart and soul — that- you are the one woman In the world who satisfies all my imaginings— and then— and then — " "I can't see why you didn't," she murmured, half-bold, half-tremulous. "I've kept my lips for such a kisa— " Something dropped from him Ilka a dark garment. "But you said,- he faltered. She put two trembling hand3 upon his should ers. "Ytou've never told me you loved me. and I've waited so long." Her face was hidden now. "You said." he choked, /holding her very close, f*you said you wouldn't mar ry me If I were the last man on earth." "I said manage— I don't want to man age—I Just want to be lovtd."