Wood River times. [volume] (Hailey, Idaho) 1882-1915, 1893-12-22

His GOODNESS wounded her.
She SO wanted love she could not bear
indifference, and why should this man
despise her?
Perhaps he feels he has sacrificed a
great deal by taking care of me-" she
thought. But begged him not to come;
he need not have done SO, if he had not
wished"
At tho same moment she saw him
standing at little distance regarding her
with contemptuous expression.
What have I done to merit it?" she
mentally questioned; and, acting on the
impulse of the moment, she went up to
him. and asked:
Mr.. Byrne, are you angry with me?"
Certainly not" he responded. CURLY;
and he turned on his heel as if to leave
her.
But she put her hand on his arm to de-
tain him.
Please, if you are not angry at me, do
not look at me as you are doing. can
not bear it. I, who am SO lonely and sad,
should rouse pity, not disdain, in your
heart; yet you despise mel"
He was perplexed ana troubled.
She was SO pitiable in her distress, he
would have been brute not to have tried
to soothe her And a feeling of sympa-
thy made his heart soft.
She had described her loneliness. and
he, too, was lonely; SO he knew what it
was.
He stared at her more kindly.
You mistake me-" he said, gently.
"Why should despise you?"
Il do not understand, perhaps, because
have caused you SO much trouble; but
yo1 know did not ask you 10 come here;
you know tried to keep you back, and
beg you to return now; never mind me;
l will be taken care of some way, and if
/ die, it will not matter. l am not nee
essary to any one in the world"
You do me wrong to say that. he
said. Had l not valued your life, l
would not have tried to save it.
Miguel"
You are very good" she slowly muir
INJURED; but do not see why you take
all this trouble. l am not worth it, I
am sure"
He did not think of his words; it was
simply his old worldly training that
caused him to say:
"You are worth much more care and
trouble.
He was angry when the speech was
uttered.
Why should he compliment this silly
gnl?
She had glanced up eagerly, joyously.
but tears came in her eyes as she saw him
stern and cold.
She hesitated q moment and then Loan
ed forward.
Something makes you distrust me,
she whispered. blushing deeply. Il am
sorry, for-for do try to be good; il l
knew how, would be good, and it makes
me miserable to have people loathe me. l
want friends. I need friends. Will you
not let me call you one? Will you not
Danish suspicion and disgust from your
heart. and while we are together. trust
me?"
Il will always trust you" he said: but
he did not know when he was to doubt |
her, or how accuse her.
He did not see what was to be, as her |
truthful, beautiful eyes met his.
Il will always be worthy of the trust"
she declared.
Would she keep her promise?
The future replied.
After that exchange of confidence he |
was kinder, less cold than he had been.
He began to comprehend she was not as
vain as he had at first thought; began to
wonder at the timidity and refinement OF
the nature he had supposed all boldness
and vulgarity.
He was kind and courteous in his at
tentions to her before tho guide he had
procured. but she felt always barrier OF
reserve between them.
Other men had often praised her beauty +