Evening journal., 1892-11-05

never cared for you ~ much as you did
for me. could not have pretended il
for moment
"If you cared a quarter asmuch it war
enough" he doggedly retorted. you
cared enough to marry me; you have
owned that. Nita, and you can never
take it back. Nothing on earth can rob
me Of that crumb of comfort now. You
would have been mine-mine. Nita,'
with a sharp drawn breath, his fingers
closing on the reins as if he were hold.
ing himself back from catching her in
his arms. land you would have been but
for that pack Of meddlers-damn themr
Don't, Gray. Can't you see that il
was all for the besty in cool, dispassion-
ate reasoning. "I would have married
you for your money--to have had hand.
some home of my own-that is the truth
Of the matter; and that sort Of marriage
is always failure It would have been
a cat and dog life we would have led to.
gether."
at would have been heaven" he pas
sionately retorted. "You would not
have married me if you had not been
little fond Of me, money or no money
know you better"
II wish you would put on your over
coat" she abruptly interposed
Bother the overcoatP with an IN
steady laugh; "but of course you must
have your way.
I'VE are almost there" she remarked,
thinking to bring the conversation to
On Co.. rr~,,,r,a Ia, at,r,vaF fha f.at., o.,
find the garment and put it on. From
the top Of this hill we shall look down
directly upon the park; and. do you
know, | am beginning to think it is
rather a poor place after all? am al
most sorry we came.
"Well, my anticipauons were cop
pered to start with, he coolly returned
! lifting the reins as if to turn the horses
around. Lets go back"
$50 back nowr' cried Anita sharply
laying aremonstrsnt hand upon his arm
What an idea"
THE time 10 go back is when you dis
cover that you don't want to go ahead
wherever you are or whatever the enter
prise. Life is too short to fool 1t away
going. one way when inclination pulls
you another. There was world Of
meaning III his tones, freighted with
passionate tenderness, his eyes glowing
into hers. Come, Nita, can't we g
backg"
"Of course not" brusquely, reaching
for the whip in her impatience, to touch
the horses herself Don't be a goose,
Gray"
Would you like to driver with sulky
courtesy offering the reins.
Opportuneiy at that moment, from a
bride trail emerging upon the road
ahead, appeared three horseback rider,
Mrs. Rogers, her husband and a Glen.
cal looking stranger The lady and the
doctor, after a glance Of recognition
stopped to let the carriage overtakf
them.
"Can it be actually your cried the
vivacious little lady, all smiles and dim
pies, refining mp beside them Anita wa
glad for even this interruption. greetinp
her with unwonted cordiality.
"And did you meet DOM
'Donald-has he goney' faltered Anita
dismayed.
Actually done gone-could not iv'
without you for another day" in he
} tone Of laughing raillery. And her
you arel What joke on himT
But when did he go? don't undnr
stand, looking puzzled.
HE started this morning; but he sli.
ne should take the blazed trail over th
} hills, SO Of course you would no, hay
met him, explained the doctor
HE must take the shortest cut in hi
uncomfortable patience, you see All
nobody could doubt that His heart wa
true to Poll'-you know the song. show
: ing all her pretty white teeth in a laugh
] ing side glance at Gray. who was appre
ciatively regarding her Il presume yol
viii be obliged to curb your impatieuc
10 turn around and follow him until t.
! morrow at least; so we Will see yol
again, with laughing nod as she rod
! on ahead And as she swiftly passe
from sight beyond the brow Of the bill
they could hear her singing, her lttl
] lifting voice as full Of joyous abandon a
a child's;
: Ills art was true 10 Poll,
, lis art was true 10 Poll
so matter what sou do.
II your art be true