Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1875-09-09
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placid satisfaction the successful man al
ways wears. !. -,
.:Ah." he returned, shaking his head
knowingly, lis that the way the land lies
| knew YOU were always close-mouthed
bu, q disappoihtment-I never suspected
that. She, whoever 1t was. had precious
bad taste when She looked the other way,
and he ran his eye admiringly over tne
others splendid proportions and manly
handsome face.
'.She never refused me, broke IN Luh-
ney's Pardner. in a low, smothereu tone'
his ewes still fastened intently on the PIC
ture "I-never asked her; but she knew
INV mind. and thought ! knew hers. i
was SIRE she would wait for me until i
came back. Ii was for her went away.
.But YOU wrote to her.? questoheu
Lunlley with genuine interest;
mot a word--not line ! am poor
scribe. But she knew me well enough to
need no written assurance OF my lnten-
lions. Every day would be lived for her.
There could be no doubt Of that in her
mind"
Lumley made hasty gesture vi dissent.
"And there. old man, was precisely where
you failed to connect! 1t don't do, you
know, for women to take too much Tor
granted. They like to be well fortified
and then you are the surest to win II you
take them by storm. why, my Lulle--
''She don't look as though she ever
walked over true heart with her dainty
feet, and that glad little smile Just cufving
her lips. !" broke in Lnmney's Parder, ms
white face still bent on the picture. His
deep voice trembled little over the last
words.
"Lulie is truth Itself" answered Lumley.
quickly "She never loved anybody but
me. TO be sure, she had admirers-how
could she help that and be what she is p
but she loves me truly. You can see it in
her eyes!" .a ssas
Lumley's Pardner turned deathly pale.
He caught the table by one hand as If to
steady himself. and fairly hurled the pic
ture across to Lumley. Itmisscd It's mark
and fell to the floor. As he saw it fall,
all the ferceness died out of his eyes. and
a frightened look crept into them.
Pick her ups he said, with timid APP
prehension, as though it were human
being to whom, in moment OF passion,
he had committed some act of violence.
Il didn't mean to do that-poor little
mother 1.-THE last word seemed TO give
him 4 stronger footing with himself. II
was thinking how my wife married anoth-
er man, and never let me know"
sCome, come, old man, don't take it so
to heart" said Lumley, soothingly.
.'Therell be pleasant home, dear little
woman, and bright-eyed children in the
future for you yet?"
"Never!"
Lumiey's Pardner brought down his
fist like sledge-hammer; then he leaned
forward in his seat, with a feverish eager
ness in his manner which he tried hard to
keep out of his voice
TELL me, how would You have given
upyour Lulie?"
Lnmley laughed with easy, careless
good nature. ssYou put me in tight
place., be said. "But, supposing the
case. the first question / should ask would
be. 4 Did she go over to the enemy's
camp-in other words. forsake me for an
old riyai?"
"N-n-o!'' answered Lumley's Pardler,
slowly. at was some one had never
seen. Eve nothing ag'in the man."
''Why, then" went on Lumley-''truth
sometimes cuts hard, old fellow-I think
it was your fault. and not the girls. It's
mans privilege to speak his mind; n
woman's. destiny to fold her hands and
wait. She can never be quite sure unless
he has spoken out Then perhaps anoth-
er, who has learned to love her, does
speak. She feels the need Of love In her
life; women as often marry to be loved
as because they love Then, instead OF
wasting her life for that which may never
come to her, she takes up the fate lying
at. her feet. Does she go so yery much
astrayP" - "a !, 49,
Lumley's Pardner dropped his head up
on his breast. "Poor girl ] never
thought OF that, y he said.
4 do not know just how it was that re-
membered all the words SO plain. There
was no more said, and feeling guilty-like
for stealing mates secret which it was
not meant for me to know, crept to my
shanty. bunked in, and let the broken pick
lie over until morning.
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