The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1900-08-31
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7 TWO FAILURES;
! ONE SUCCESS.
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meath the trees, and he paced modify up
and down before her.
"y can't understand it." he said paus-
ing at last. "You refuse me fatty, and
yet you say you love me-"
"I'm sorry, John-awfully sorry-but
you must understand now that it's final.
I have told you my reasons for the refu-
sal, and you must see they are good rea-
| sons And, as for the love, don't feel
| any of that hysteric and overpowering
passion that the story books tell about,
| but / love you"
'Humph!''
i Indeed l do. But just look. Neither
| you nor have dollar, and we are both
orphans without prospects"
4 Il can make money, Kate"
81 don't believe it,
you ought to give me chance, Kitty.
It's not fair Wait year and only give
me grain of hope, and I'll prove to you
| what | can do"
ITS of no use whatever" said the girl
firmly. "You can't make money. You
haven't got the gift. You're not thrifty.
! No, l won't wait at all. I won't delude
| you with even grain of hope. In fact, /
have decided to put speedy end to this
nonsense. | am going away-off to the
city TO seek my fortune, John, and if I'm
lucky she laughed little sadly
II shouldn't mind to send for you to come
and share my fortune with me.
The young mans face flushed
you've got very poor opinion OF me,
| Kitty
"How hard you make it for both of
us!' she exclaimed. But listen, John.
| Ii l should marry you and hard times
came upon u.s. as they would surely come,
1 poverty and humiliation and grim and
grimy want and desoation, should hate
4 you, John. And you would perhaps take
to drink or commit suicide. Oh, it's too
tragic.l 1t would be sinful to tempt fate
that way"
81 didn't think of all that" he said
! brokenly. 81 only knew that loved
you"
"And now, John, dear, dear john. good
by" she said, rising. LET US part
friends"
He turned and caught her passionately
in his arms and covered her face with
kisses, swearing that he would never let
her go.
I. For moment she drank in his ca
resses Thea, more angry with herself
than with him, she pushed him back.
"Leave me- she said. II will never
speak to you again.
1t was late in the afternoon of sum-
mer Sunday. and the park was filled with
the usual restless and motley throng-gay
ladies in gay turnouts, toll worn work
ingmen with their wives, babies rolling
under the trees, troops Of bicyclers whirl-
ing along the graveled ways, nlaidens
shy and sweet, lovers whispering divine
nonsense into eager ears-all the breath
4 and blood and brain and bone Of the
great city stretching itself out for an
hours rest and enjoyment
a young maiden, standing alone by the
4 shore OF the lake, looked YEARLY at the
stream of life that flowed by her. What
did it'matter to one of all that throng it
she hungere.l for sympathy and compan-
ionship? How much alone and how lone
ly she felt!
A little farther down young man
stood, and he gazed, not at the boats, nor
at the water. but at the girl who seemed
so forlorn.
II ut looks like her. he rnurmured:
colder and whittier and thinner, yet 0;
much like her-as she might have looked
after sickness"
He came closer, and the girl turned
about. facing him.
"John.'
"kitty'
It seemed lame greeting. They clasp
ed hands. Each looked at the other,
thinking of The day they parted beneath
the trees, uncertain as to how their
friendship should be renewed.
Have you been sick, Kitty?"
"No; do / look dilapidated?"
! sYou look pale" he said gravely. HHas
the city treated you unkindly 2"
1T has given me my fortune, john"
,rln rs l,.o - .lol ia \ Us
EYES," she said, with nervous little
laugh. "look at this dress, John, and at
this last years hat and at these shabby
boots They tell the story l might be
only too glad to conceal"
i why, | thought you were in the very
: height of the style!" he exclaimed. 4
am sure never saw you so handsome"
There was look of glad pleasure in
e her eyes at this praise, but she shook her
d head.
''I'm a failure in this big town, John.
And that's the fortune found.
. mime is no better. have been here a
year now, aid my career has proved the
truth of your prediction. When you re-
It fortunate girl"
Z. "Do look fortunate, John ~ she asked
softly.
. "You look like an angel" he said and
? looked as if he believed it.
"But you, you," and with critical gay
ETY. she surveyed him from head to foot.
'you are well dressed, sir. You have a
watch and a diamond and patent leather
o shoes. Why. John, declare, you are a
;. regular SWELL"
!: II get $12 week" he said, laughing.
'Think of it, and only get SIS. Twelve
dollars week! Why, John, l tell you
that's riches
}; you wouldn't advise man to marry
n on it, would you, Kate?" he asked, try
!. ing to look in her eyes.
i. But she turned her head away and
70 pretended not to hear
}: "You wouldn't advise that, Kate?' he
}: insisted.
80 81 know two young people who live in
r luxury on $10," she said shyly.
: Suppose we try it. Kate?" he whis-
!. pered.
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