U! , , . r , 4 LOVELESS By RUBY M. AYRES Auther et "A Man'a Way," "The One Unwanted," "A Bacheler Hatband," elc. CovvrieM, ism, hu PuiUe Ltdecr Cempanu ' this nKOINS THE STOItY Uarlerit't pinthrr wai Ullltd In ulaiceid'-it. nnd htr ath-r tout "IKS Si the low thothtntehcua b, a ""." i ii.1. MM both t?ffirti rutd tern. . Marjerle ioe rnt Jill land hard Um. AND IIKBE IT CONTINUES rflE little stream ran very fast past re, feet, carrying sticks and weeds .J floating grass en Is besom. 8erae Jf the little objects whirled round and round a they nHJC the? Sre 5neln (or pure joy. Seme of them Sn Inte the bank and get ledged there Wfe.da!fwrwrd I thought 'of that morning and the racing stream and It itemed symbolical of life. Hew eme of us go racing en through th world Just happy and careless, and thinking only of the present, rushing en and en In n whirlpool of gnycty and amusement, never still, never sitting down. And ethers well, they Just leek down the roadway that leads through .1. n-nrl,t. walk Inte the first house thev come te and stay there for the rest of their lives. But I wns tee young then te moralize, m greatest excitement being throwing tones In the water and watching the trer-wldcning circles that roce and prend from the spot where they sunk. I was engrossed In this edifying occupation when there was n rustling ' teund In the grass, and an indignant veire spoke close beside me. "1 knew there was some one throwing utencs. Ne wonder 1 can't catch any- "linr , , , i, I started violently and dropped an extra large stone with an agitated plop right Inte the water. A boy steed in the Ien? grass bcide me. He was long-legged and brown faced and very angry looking, and he carried a fishing-red in one hand and a glass of Jam-pet, with n pl"ce of utrlng tied around one rim, in the ether. I stared at him open-mouthed. And he stared at me tee, before he burst out again angrily : "Hew de you expect u fellow te 'catch an thing if you're making such a splash in the water." I found my tongue then, and I said stupidly : "I don't expect you te catch any thing. And I think you're very rude." He colored a little and fidgeted. My ayes wandered te the jam-pnt. "Have jeu caught anj thing?" I asked, my interest getting the better of ay anger. "Only seme tiddlers," he said off handedly, in the manner of n man who disclaims being n here. I gave a gasp of admiration. "Oh, de let inc see," I begged. And a few minutes later we were fast friends. He took me down the bank te a group of willows ami showed me where the tiny fish darted In and out of the shallows. He even let me held his red, and was nearly ns excited as 1 was when a little wriggling body appeared sniffing round. Afterward he shared some stale bis cuits from n very crumby pocket with me, and we sat down with -our backs te the willows te rest. I was quite communicative by that time. "De you live here?" 1 asked. He shook bis head. "Ne. I'm staying n school for the holidays, as the kids at home have get the measles." "We have n fine peel," T said, eagerly. "Hut there aren't any kids at my home I don't think I've gut a home. And my father's abroad." "Oh! De they give you u pretty deceat tlme?" he asked. I shook my head dolefully. "I wish I had get a home," I told him. CHAPTER II ne wrinkled up Ids iienc. He was a rather geed-looking boy with blue eyes and brown hair that made des perate efforts te wave, but which was Icept se close cropped that It hud very 'little chance. "What's your name?" he asked, con descendingly. 1 teid him. "Marjerle Elsa Dairy mple." He looked at me interestedly. "Great Scott!" he said. "Then you tnust be the kid my pater comes te Ke." I only stared. "I'm Tempest." he explained a little lmpntlently. "Richard Tempest. My pater's your pater's solicitor. And that was hew I first met the boy who was years afterward te piny aueh an Important part in my life. The rest of the month during which Miss Vlvash waa In Italy flew by. I cansafely say I was never dull again. Every moment of each day that I could manage te get away I spent with Richard Tempest. I had never had a brother of my own. J had never had a boy friend, and I thought him the most wonderful crea ture I had yet comb across. Everything hu snld and did was mnr mnr Tfleus in my ejes. I followed him Wutid like a grateful deg. I waited en him hand and feet whenever oppor tunities arose; and I can truthfully say that I had never been se happy in my Ills. He was several years my senior I was twelve then and he, I suppose, slx ,en and naturally he treated me with that half-tolerant, half-geed-natured patrenage which a big boy always hews te a little girl. He called me "Kid," nnd let me see Very plainly that he considered a girl very peer sort of thing. I can feel the silly tears spring te my eyes even new as I think of these jammer days and the long-legged boy Jgd the little girl who followed him aoeut the fields and lanes se adoringly. But the childish idyll enme te an end. and enp morning he told me that he had naa a letter from home saying that the Docter had pronounced the "kids" free "viii miectien. y-J3? ? eit tonight," he added. "And fluU he nF ' t00' t0 BCt out of thl8 .Jnd then I did the stupidest thing I tears peMlbly have done burst into He had never seen me shed n tear Si ' !ml he H,nrc'l t me with nn v?.u.m,xture of disgust and dismay en "".Brown face. h ask ; V d,cken,t is the "tatter?" sobs "Pained Incoherently between h..J den,t want yu te go I shan't S'zrgei wuh-0h l den,t 2, JUJ.?uch werd9 T ,inl appealed tn.?Jj "tber two years before net r.4uime t0 bending school, and had hl21. BCBnt apathy for my pains j niatery repented itself onee mere. m 111 lemPest turned his back en "ntemptuensly. tupidlV' B,l,d- "airl8 arc left ,?'alKeJ.1 off ncr0M the fleId nnd th. .?J2 8ltt,n? Jn tne ,en ass by HiBtr"mf sbblnic disconsolately. I of?. Ja? h.a(l children of my own 17 tbl!'k t the pathetic figure I mv ?!' ,ene'y nnd ""wanted, while walked disgustedly nwny. te Bl?r,hentt J08 "n lenscd IllTWe ""ew the veara that new lTiae from my childhood, and In just MARRIAGE snntch up that peer little girl who was me. and kiss her, nnd make much of btr. as my own mother 'would have done had she been thcre. But every new and then between sobs I peered round In the forlorn hope that Hichnrd would ceme bnck. He did net, and I had te go home te my dlnner without seeing him again. Jane questioned inc sharply when she saw my tcnr-rcddcncd eyes. 'Vhat's the matter. Miss Mar Jerle?" she asked. "Have you hurt yourself?" I muttered seuthing about having bumped my heart and she said In a relieved veice: "la that all? Well, you are a cry baby!" Which was nil the sympathy I get from her! CHAPTER III After dinner 1 haunted the lanes nnd fieldq till It was dusk, but ltlehnrd did net come. I suppose he had forgetton all about me In the excitement of going home. 1 cried mrsclf te siren tlint nlirl.t. and in the morning I get up almost ns seen as it was light and dresied myself and stele out te the fields nnd stream, because I felt sure, somehow, that he would net be se unkind as te go without saying geed -by. Fer three weeks we had been such pals. I did net understand then that he had only condescended te talk te me because he could find no one better. nut. of course, I saw nothing of him : nnd Inter en In the morning I screwed up my courage and went te his hchnol hchnel hchnol heuse, which he had ence pointed out te me through the trees. ' A gardener wns sweeping the path which led te the front deer, and I went nn te him and asked timidly if lie knew where Hichnrd Tempest wns. He stepped sweeping nnd pushed his cap te the bnck of his head ns he looked down at ipe, smiling goed-naturedly. "Master Tempest!" he echoed. "Why, he went home last night, misslc. I took his boxes te the station myself in a barrow." Tears filled my eyes, though I tried hard te keep them back. "He didn't say goed-byto me," I whisper) d chokingly. Sudden Illumination cresned his face. "Are you the jeung lady from Sllss VlvnMi'a school up et the Oaks?" he asked. "Ves," I faltered. He put down his broom. "Yeu come along e' me. then," he snld; he held his rough hand te me, and led me down the garden te a pot pet ting shed, lie took something off a shelf. "I clean forget for the moment." he told me apologetically. "Hut Master Tempest he gave me this for you. '(live It "or yourself, .Tcnks.' he said. 'And tell 'cr I'm net cress.' " He pressed n letter and a small bag Inte my hnnds; the bag was half full of chocolate drops that looked as if they had lensr been carried in u warm neclcet. ami the letter which I huvc still was hurriedly written In a big, boyish scrawl. "I'm sorry I didn't say geed-by te you you're better than most girls." And that was the last I heard of blm for many years. Onee 1 screwed up my courage and asked his father hew Richard was; but he looked nt me se hard through his pebble glasses that I never dared repeat the question. The rest of my life nt the Oaks was uneventful. I never did anything won derful, like passing un examination or taking u scholarship. I made very few friends. "You'll never get en In the world, Mnrjerie." Miss Vlvash used te say te me sharply. "Yeu jdream tee much. One day you'll be looking nt the clouds and bump your hcu.j against the cell ing." I was nearly fifteen when one after noon she came into the classroom where we were tryinc te Interest ourselves in the fall of the Reman Empire and asked for me. She looked flushed nnd excited, as shi) always did when nny of the cirls" parents came. When I followed her out of the room she whispered te inc te run upstairs rind put en my best frock, as there wns some one te sec me in the drawing room. I supposed it wns Mr. Tempest ; no body clse ever came te see me. I brushed my hair, get an inkstnln off my finger with pumice stone, nnd went down te the drawing room. I heard voices as I turned the han dle ; when I opened the deer I saw n man standing back te the mantel shelf. He wns nn elderly mnn, with Iren-gray hnir, and a fatrnnjjer te me; but some thing n Ids eyes ns they met mine sent a little shiver of remembrance through my heart. ' "Come in, Marjerle," snld Miss Vl vash, in the sugnry tones she kept for girls when their parents were present. "Don't leek se frightened, child. Don't you knew who this gentleman Is?" I looked nt her, and again nt the man ; nnd ence mere tlint little shiv ering remembrance crept through me, "Xe," I said, in a whisper; but In my heart I knew. It was my father! CHAPTER IV My father took me away from the Oaks school next day. I had net been particularly happy there, und I never liked school, but 1 wept despairingly when I saw my boxes being bumped down the unenrpeted stairs. Miss Vlvash weh much gratified by the sight of my grief; I buppesc she thought it wns n geed advertisement for her that I was se loath te leave; I was tee young te explain that It was net grief, but fear that caused my tears feur of the unknown future te which I was beiug se rudely trans planted. I had fenred and dreaded my father five years age. I did se ineic new; his very appearance was strange he seemed te have lest in height and gained in breadth nnd ungninllness his face was red and puffy, and his eyes had lest their hawklike sharpness, and often looked dull and glassy. He showed me ns little sympathy' when he took me way from the Oaks as he had shown that day rive years age when he led me hack te the house when I hud run after the fly that drove Nunce te the station. We had a hired fly ourselves this time; my boxes were heaped up beside the coachman, and my father and I sat opposite te ene another in the btuffy interior. I hung out of the window with the tears pouring down my face, and waved te the jjreup of girls and mistresses at the doorway et the school for as long as I could see them. Miss Vlvash's sharp face looked kinder than I ever remembered It; I think she was amazed that I should be be grieved te leave her. I never saw her again, although years after, when I bad a daughter of my own she sent me a flowery and exaggerated prospectus of her school, with a note asking me If I had forgot ten my own happy days with her. I put the note In the lire with a shudder; somehow I could only remem ber these lonely holidays and the bare, map-hung walls et the schoolroom, THE GUMPS De Tell en t Lirr wortetfcFuicr lxiy HIOMT- WA e m OVtKtllPT KXStt- I DIDN'T GET P TltL ATTOt ttX Oti MM WE SbT 0 MUru nrtu. xew- i iekt kNew TO STMa- -fOD KHOW TW tObNtSES tVJKT UVO VFOHtWS .COVNTX UM- SOMEBODY'S STENOG Vhats The matter "VEAJUS-.fihT A PICKY WOOLEN SHIRT OH ? The Yeung Lady Acress the Way The young lady across thi way says she sees by the paper that Russian money Is being made us fast as th printing presses can work nnd she's glad the unhappy country's finances are sound any way. 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