Indian chieftain. [volume] (Vinita, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1882-1902, 1884-09-18

Wumpnt IN lhn uHfloh anu YOU mhl
tell Harry 1horndyk ke what you llko,
''lul he didn't come 10 500 me-,
Amy, eApostulaiod MISS Ford,
Tho woman who dolborales 10 lost
a tall figure darkcnol the door.
"lhen you are here, after all, Miss
Morgan, aud Harry Thorndyko shook
hands raptumu'ly with poor Amy. 'I
never was SO down in my lle ns when
The fglrl said you weren't hero with
Miss Ford. looked al tho register
myself, too. aud couldn't find youf
namo anywhere.
"Uh, Mrs, Harding said an ex-
panslyo voice, and young lady camo
hurrlcdly into the room. III beg your
PARDON aS she saw the young man,
"but could you lend mo a shawl, you
are not going outp No, don't come; |
can got II myself y
The gladness died out of the young
mans face. "What-what did she call
youP' ho stammered,
Mrs Harding said Amy, sharply.
"lhen you are marricdP" no said at
last
"Ycs, said Amy.
Miss Ford started from her chair,
and seemed about to speak
"And the Mr. Harding whose name
Is In the register is your hu bandph
"Yos, cried the girl, frantlcally, and
the young man turned to 60.
Ill congratulate yoa,n he said
slowly, "but | shouldn't have come ii /
had known and he went sadly away.
"Oh Amy, what have you donew
cried Miss Ford,
Z" don't know" and she turned to-
ward her friend face OF such utter
wretchedness that she lorebore further
speech.
q How could | do il when ! love him
sop
AS they left the dlningroom the ncxs
morning, Amy turned suddenly and al.
dressed Mr. Harding;
l wantto speak 10 You alone, please
WIN you take mo lor little wall;PN
Tho young man Nssented, and they
walked almost in silence 10 the top OF
the bill that overlooks tho harbor, Once
there. Amy turned and faced him.
mir Hard ng, | don't know what
you will think OF me, but am the most
wretched girl in the world. When |
was coming here made little plan ="
"Will 1t make ii any easier Il | tell
you that | know
"You know ~
"Yes, couldn't holp hearing youon
the boat he explained, hastily, ''and
when | found you had fixed on my
namo | was amused, and ("
"Yes, see--but last night he came
here, and somebody called mo Mrs.
Harding, and he asked me il | was
married. and / said yes, and he asked il
you were my husband. and ! said you
were, and here her voice broke into
irrepressiDle esobs-''he'sg gone away, and
shall never see him AGAIN.
"Shall % an bring him hacka"
asked the young man, helplessly, look
ing down on her bowed head and quiv-
ering form.
"0h, yes. do" She cried, "tell him |
didn't marry you that woulda'tmar-
ry you for anything"
III you will tell me Lis uame,n said
the young man, a triile grimly, Il win
try and make that fact clear to his
mind"
"lIis name is Thorndyke, Harry
Thorndyke, and he's going away to-
day ~
"Thorndyke, a road.shouldered
yong fellow wish gray eyes2n
"lcs, that's him, cried Amy, with
charming disregard Of grammar
"Can you wait here littlc whilepn
and before she could answer, he was off,
going down the hill with light, springy
tread.
She stood where he had left her, look
ing out toward the sen.
An hour later a hand was laid caress-
ingly on hers, and she turned to meet
Harry Thoruayke's honest eyes.
80 YOU are not Mrs. Tom Harding
after allPn he said. - Marg LyleS, ia
Springfield (Md@ J Republican.