Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1896-03-26

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my arm. took no notice. The toucI
grew more inslstenS.
poor boy" said Daisy "Diek, toll
her thought Mr.. Ford horrid."
did you" l cried, my hands nyinI
from my pockets to--elsewhere.
Eyes and she said should know BET
ter as got older. don't see what sh
means. or course, | couldn't tell he
about you or she'd have seen that m!
getting older couldn't make any diner
ence. Oh, Dick, isn't 1t wonderful!
Eyes" said I, soberly, for look ha'
passed in the blue eyes that seemed u
mo very wonderful indeed.
Presently Daisy said in a low voice:
81 wish papa wouldn't insist on golnt
abroad all the Long. He says he car
work better there"
what does he want to work forT
cried J.
81 don't know" said she. "Dick, why
don't you come abroad"
II was a bitter moment
"I've got no money" said I, with q
defiant bluntness.
Her breath caught halfway through
a little laugh, and she said:
ooh, you poor, dear boy! Never mind
Dick It's only till October"
"Only" said I, in tones Hamlet
might be proud Of.
"Will 1t seem very long," she asked
dropping her lashes.
"As IL you didn't know"
Eyes, but Dick, may like to be told
all the same, you know!
So | told her, and aeons on aeons
of weary waiting rose before us, at the
bidding of my words.
"And in all that time" said she, ARE
you sure you won't forget? Oh, well,
then believe you won't. Think, Dick,
what 1t will be when you come back!
You must look out of your window all
the first day-and perhaps may come
by"
"And look up?"
Perhaps"
Perhaps you'll have forgotten"
ooh, Dick, that is horrid of you! l
never forget my friends"
"Friends!" echoed, Indignantly
well, you know what / mean" said
she, indulgently.
AS she spoke the great clock in the
tower struck II. She sprung to her
feet.
Don't CO." urged Daisy, it's the
last time"
"Oh but must; so must you"
"Well, then, before you go, promise"
urged,
but have promised, Dick"
you'll think of no one else the whole
timer"
"No-of no one else"
mot Of that fellow, Franklin F."
"Dick! told you hated him. Aren't
you going to promise, too"
The garden seemed peaceful andquiet.
We sat down on the bench again for n
moment--or it was meant to be a mo-
ment. But such moments are endowed
from heaven with blessed elasticity. l
think promised for full quarter Of
an hour.
Then, at a cry from Daisy, 1 looked
up. A tall, stout man in gold specta-
cles stood looking down at us, a curl
Gus, only half unkind smile on his face.
It was the provost. l felt crimson all
over and sat speechless.
pray, what's the meaning of this,
Mr.. Vansittart?" he asked, the mixed
smile still on his lips.
looked at him in fright for an in
slant. Then a pride arose in me. l
cleared my throat and began:
"Sir, l am promising
The demon of irony raked up in the
provost's mind the memory of his last
words to me. Oh, that had found an
other exordium for my heroic speech!
Upon my word" said he, thrusting
one hand into his cross-cut trouser
pocket and pulling at his whiskers with
the other. you are promising, for
your age very promising, Mr.. Vansit-
tart"
The bubble was broken. Daisy hung
her head, was very red and hot again.
Every promising" chuckled the pro-
vost, jingling the money in his pocket.
VERY promising, indeed!
could have struck him for his mock
ing iteration,
DAISY, go indoors" said he, land
Mr.. Vanslttart, may I lend you my key
Of the garden gate? Pray be so good as
to return it to the porter"
He handed it to me with polite bow.
81 meant it, sir" stammered.
You're young fool" said he. And
he held out his hand. Eyes, young
fool" he said, again, as he shook hands.
l went.
He stood, watching my exit. looked
back as l reached the gate. He was
there still, and behind him in the porch
waved handkerchief. passed through
the gate and locked it behind me.
And was the Long very long? And
did forget her in the Long?
am willing to answer, at any cost
to my own character, all material ques'
tons. But that question is immaterial
For she forgot me in the Long. Deal
me, hope she's happy somewhere!