The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1895-07-27
HE WAS MISERABLE.

But, Grace you will forgive me. won't
your Tell me you didn't mean what you
said just now"
DON'T think anything you could say
would make the matter BETTER" she said
coidiy, and without another glance or word
she went up the stairs.
And the cause of all this was little in
cident that had happened the night before
"a mere trifie, as it seemed to Harry, but
something infinitely more to Grace Leslie.
Ever since the girl had been a timid
freshman and Harry sophomore in the
great university of NJ the two had known
eacn other, and In these last months there
mad crept into their friendship something
winch was making it very different thing
from the boy and girl acquaintance of
former times
But the day before our story opens Harry
had seen Grace on the campus and at part
ing said:
Don't go out tonight. Pm coming ND
TO try those songs"
And the girl had nodded assent. with the
laughing words:
well, don't forget. I'll never forgive
you II you do"
Inc evening came, but no Harry Grace
nad gwen up another engagement for the
IN.
hours wore away, and he did not come
Inc next morning one of the small boys
at the house where Grace boarded. who re-
Joiced In the rare, sweet name of Tommy.
came down to breakfast OVERLOOKING with
the news Of the night before.
iou ought'er have seen the boys down
10 ipsi last night. Tore up all the fences in
town That King fellow was there, too"
with grin at Grace. 81 saw him. and my,
didn't he have good time, thoughp'
30 be cares more for some fun with lot
OF rowdies than for me-" said Grace. and
the proud look in the girls face bodied no
good for the unfortunate lover
Harry had tried to explain that he had
been carried away by the enthusiasm of the
moment when the plan was first proposed,
but Grace would hear nothing.
so 1t happened that the young man went
home that night with "a little anger as well
as pain In his heart. But though he tried
his best to nourish the former, though he
called Grace hard, unforgiving and unreas-
enable, yet in spite of himself a very humble
letter found its way to the girl some weeks
later, short and to the point:
DEAR GRAcE-Wont you forgive met I'm
perfectly miserable HARRY KING.
There was softened look in the girls face
started off with a most important air and a
note tightly clasped in his chubby fingers.
But owing to a chance of meeting with
some other small boys and the game of mar
bles which at once ensued Harry King never
received it, and so he knew nothing of the
one line the note contained:
Come up tonight GRACE.
The weeks went on. and December had
come. The snow had fallen heavily for sew
eral days, and Tommy rushed In one after
noon with eyes big and round
been coasting. Had some bully fun
too"
So it happened that Grace found herself
that evening. together with crowd of mer-
ry students, at the top of long hill. The
night was cold and clear-a perfect one for
coasting-and it was very joyous crowd
that started off ON the great bob down the
icy track.
Grace Lesle's heart had given a great
bound as she saw Harry Kings familiar
| form among those in front of her. But she
was none the less gay, and no laugh rang
out more joyous than hers, though deep
down in her heart there was always the
thought, "How can l ever meet himS"
They were almost down when a careless
pull on the ropes turned the sled from the
track and in an instant it had struck great
stone covered by the snow.
There was moments panic, and Grace,
though she never knew how it happened,
found herself in Harry Kings arms, with
his white, anxious face bending over her,
and heard his passionate words:
MY darling, are you hurt?"
Grace did not answer, but her face was
very near to Harry's, and in the confusion
about them there was none to heed the two
in the snowbank, nor did the shining stars
above tell any tales.
Every one. however, noticed the girls
silence for the rest of the evening and Won
dered at it, but it was too dark to see the
happy look in the brown eyes.-Chicago
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