Wood River times. [volume] (Hailey, Idaho) 1882-1915, 1893-12-26

lou! she murmured; you hav,
Gomez! and as she said the words he fell
as II she had told him she had lonRed fo
his coming.
he had thought Of her so much, he nov
was sure she must have thought of him
ana must have waited to see him as i'm
psnentiy as he had wanted to come.
|, les, have come back to the ones
,oVe' ne said, taking her hand. "Olgs,
he added, do you remember our last in.
ter, iew?" 80
It was an abrupt, stran Q question.
Our last interview Was it in the
street when you carried nv books from
scoool?" she aske ], in An Indifferent, 80.
ciety tone.
His face grew pale as he believed she
had forgotten; believed it because he
could forget SO readily.
DO you not remember the night OF
your SISTERS wedding. out on the veranda,
GU" aw vslk about saving soul?"
coldly. 'N'
Again he was psiued.
| was 1t for this he had made her an idol
! Tor so many years? for this he had come
back here at the sacrifice Of SO much?
lie could not believe she had so soon
forgotten; yet he knew how new scenes
dull! the memory Of old ones
| His hand still held hers; he determined
TO make her remember
He answered quietly:
Because that night asked you to save
mine. was forced to go away the next
day when was to have seen YOU for INV
reply. Olga, I await it now.
She dared not look at him, for she felt
afraid. -0''
horror of she knew not what came
over her; she gave low, unnatural little
laugh.
i am not as good as I used to be, Mr.,
Byrne," she said; you must find some
one more equal to the task"
He stared. What did her cold, repel-
liant manner mean?
Was she another's? As he looked at
her his eyes fell on her flowers. his favor
throat and waist
He knew then she had deceived him bv
pretending to forget their last interview.
She had remembered, and had worn
those to remind him.
He was puzzled and annoyed.
Let US return to the house." he said,
in his usual cold tone.
She gave Lady Belle last pat, then in
silence walked down the path beside him.
They found Madam Bvrne, Belle,
Lydia and Griffith on the veranda, staring
at the empty vehicle approaching.
Olga coughed.
Why, there is Kenneth now!" cried
Belle.
Il walked up from the gate, he said,
by way Of explanation, as he mounted the
steps.
And Olga walked to meet you, sneered
Belle.
Grifiths eyes twinkled; he crested his
mead as is serpent about to strike as he
gave his hand to Kenneth.
odd boy" he said. Il am glad to see
you back; let me introduce you to my
future wife," Then he tried 10 take
Olga's hand, but she had clasped it on
the ratings and stood looking down at
the flowers. and Kenneth could not see
her face, but his own was white and inn
movable as marble.
i congratulate you Griffith" he said.
Immediately, "and Miss Astange also."
There was something in his tone, how
ever, that caused his mother to glance
sharply from him to the girl whose face
was hidden in tho flowers.
You see, Kenneth, l have great need
OF you at present." madam remarked,
having lost MY other boy. l was (am)
very. lonely, for, of course, recognize
the fact that he no longer belongs to me-
An engagement, in my idea is as sacred
their VOWS to each other are no longer
free to think of any one else, even a
mother. They are bound for life, you
Kenneth raised his naughty eyes to the |
old ladys countenance.
Gould it be possible she warned him?
He saw Olga's head was bowed lower,
and he said, distinctly, cruelty:
l understand your horror of broken |
engagement, mother. I, too, can under |
stand why you feel Griffith now forever
belongs to another, but let us think that |
Olga, also, belongs to us.
She does" said madam; she is al |
ready my daughter; accept her as SUCH"
There was short pause, broken by
Bellies feeble little voice:
Il am sure, Olga, if l had been well
somed in a family as prettily as that, I
would show my appreciation OF the
courtesy by some remark of thanks. she
said reprovingly.
Olga raised up her face; it was white
md haggard.
Il was wondering if it were wise to dis
'uss these subjects SO soon after they have
she muttered. You are
aging you accept me as your sons wife,
Mrs. Byrne, and perhaps, shall never
marry him; who knows? strange things
Happen every day; We might quarrel; we
night grow tired of each other; we might
earn to love some one else who can
el!?"
Your own heart and conscience, Olga:
n engaged person has no right to 90 any
4 the things you mention"
But people don't always do things be.
ause they are right; sometimes they
ant help themselves" responded the
irl YEARLY.
Principle should never allow person
o do anything dishonorable, and there is
lothing SO dishonorable as a broken en-
agement," said madam stiff1y.
Nothing SO dishonorable," repeated
Kenneth, watching the girls mouth
uiver.
He saw her teeth meet on her lips AZ
he heard him, then she turned abruptly
way and stood looking at the water till
upper was announced; but he noticed
he white blossoms were missing from
er throat and waist when they reached
be table,
Soon afterward she begged Lydia to
eturn home, and when Griffith pleaded
accompany them she told him she was
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