The Coeur d'Alene press. (Coeur d'Alene, Idaho) 1892-1907, 1893-10-07
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Perhaps, he asseuted, sitting down
on the hIllock beside her and laztly look
Ing At miniature hills and valleys fash
toned by the sunshade
Why, OF course it is,' she asserted,
with rather more earnestness than the
ject being discussed seemed TO
warrant 1T does not eNisE outside
the covers OF j novel. Now, believe
in true friendshiP-that .rlendst W
which lasts through / lifetime and
weathers all storms but thi, love that
they write about, sing about, talk
about, Is nothing but delnsIon
"it's preposterous idea. to say the
least. DO yol suppose the ardent swain
that wears out uumberie,a pairs OF
boot, Ia walking beneath his lad. ,
win1ow, only to catch 1 siImPse OF the
light emlnatins from the room where n
she rcposes, Is prompted to do 50 by
the love OF which all m-n prate and tor
which all men sigh Certainly not IL =,
an lnfluatton, that's all. Il ant
last long by and by Il will aettle
down into i calm regard similar TO
that which. Imagine exist, between
John Simpkin, ana hi, ~lte BETTY.
She paused, waiting for i reply and
he answered laconically "Prfhlp, goa
are right"
tIiA O. iff,T4.,4 /. 4 IL 70 her
of should like 10 see you tall in love.
she exclaimed inpctucu,Iy hope
!c44Iy lrrrtrciyclbly In love
From the south plaza Colonel Ma
5hall and htt wife 4ad Nfthur Wyati
watched them coming shes qarcr
girl. that Helen OF mIn- the Colonel
said, with i Sigh IF cant auiefstaud
her don't know WHO she take. her
odd ways aftcr Not mother nor mr
surely. ia. she answered you yet, fny
boy"
Not more deduitcly than she hl'
been doin. Tor the last sis years. She
docsut want TO marry yet. She vii
answer ne soon but not now. That T.
always her reply It Is long time
Walking
You had better inzAt upon an m
dcrstanding the colonel al s'cd. b.
trlglug his anxiety On the sub Get
.sion can never tell what that gltl vii
Do next SJw. while I really haze Nc
idea that there Is po'sibiitt7 OF At
eutanglrmcnt with Horace Lynn.
must admit that there IN i sHsE,ciou'
vcering n the wind In that quarter
Look At them now \ nrc couple /,
be sure. Take my advice. Arthur
Tell her yon must have an luawcr.
Don't be foolish, father Mr., Mar
hall iaterposed. Horace Lynn is no
4 marrying man
50 much the vote, rcturted th'
the colonel. OF all despielbIr object
on the face Of the earth 4 male Hirt g.
the mcancst"
The Younger man made no comment
and presently the girl and her CON
Panion reached the steps below
Come down, Arthur" she called on
glyly. II have work for yon to 10 "
There vas 4 tone of command In II,
voice that imPelled him to luN,ln
obedience and a moment later he IA,
Joined them.
lit Is that trailing rosebush again,
she said, laughing This morning
wind has worked sad rasages among 4,
tendrils, It must be fastened to h
trelIis. will you help me"
Horace Lynn declined the Invitation
to accompany them and took Arthur
place on the plaza, when they ar
married" the colonel said. lookir
sharply at his companion, ny happ
ness will be complete"
Married who" the other que,
toned, betraying a momentary inter
est for which he evidently M
braided himself immed lately.
Helen and Arthur Wyatt" was tn
response. They have been lovers, a
it were, ever since they were babies
They would have been married two o
three years ago, but Helen Is wilf1
and seemed to be ayersc to an carl
marriage. In justice to us all sh
must lay aside all caprice and consen
soon"
II was very refractory rosehus
that had become loosencd from its qnr
port, and the day was well nigh spcn
ere the task Of securing It to the frame
work was completed. a happy smil
lighted Arthur's face when they agai
joined the trio on the piazza.
Congratulate Us, he said loyousIy
"She has yielded at last, the day IL set
and am the most blessed mortal II
existence,
Don't be silly, Arthur, dear" IIeler
said, with 4 smile OF Icproof. "Yo
are always so eEtrayagant In your con
versation did not want you to revea
orr little secret inst yet, especially II
/ the presence Of our austcIe friend, Mr.
Lynn"
My knowledge Of It need Cause yo
| no uneaslhes., Miss Marshall. I an