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AS 81 "oS S0OA oh0 = WSS ~ onS
after the death-like stiffness Of Hob
sons Crossing. the sound Of the
church bells was sweet music In his
ears. The man promenaded jauntily
up and down the platform. He was
-. tall and slim. and q very good
looking fellow when, ~ on this occa-
sion, he was shaved and arrayed In his
best. Soon he caught sight Of II.
milisr object--s blue Western Union
sign over . window In the station.
Through this window he saw { girl
reading. She had crinkly brown hair
and pretty face. Bashfulness not
being one Of the Mans failings, he
brushed . few spscks Of dust from his
clothes, gave his blonde mustache .
Anal twirl, and presented. himself st
the window Of the telegraph Office.
He was about to say: Hello.
Daisy." but he did not say II. There
was something about the girl that
caused him instead to lift his hat and
stammer: rs Miss" he stopped In
confusion.
The girl laughed. my name IL
Daisy" she said. "and yours IL George,
isn't ~ l thought you never were
conlng."
The Man noticed that her hands
we're very small and white. and that she
had big brown eyes.
At hrst they talked on telegrsphic
matters, chiefly. The girl asked him
. great many questions concerning the
big Office in Chicago, all Of which the
Man answered unblushingly. He even
vsntured certain remarks about "that
guy At Hobson's Crossing"
ut must be hard to work In such .
busy place." said she.
ut is hard" replied the Nan. but
then. we get used to It, you See"
Later. as they walked about the
village. the girl pointed out 70 him
the principal buildings Of the place
the courthouse, the town hall. the
public library.
"Do you know" she said: "You
look just as imagined you did. You're
tall and slim. Just - knew you'd be.
I like tall people. suppose it's be-
cause I'm SO small myself" The girl
glanced up shyly into the face OF the
Man and continued: II suppose you're
disappointed with me?"
As the Man was boarding the train
later In the afternoon. the girl handed
him photograph. This Is the picture
I promised you so long ago." she said.
"Good-by. George" She stood waving
her handkerchief until the train
passed out OF sight.
The Nan placed the photograph on
the bench behind the old sounder At
Vobson's Crossing. He lived in
kind Of dream AID looked often at the
picture. 1t rested his eyes. weary
with gazing across the track At the
desolate waste of stumps beyond.
One day he sat on the baggage
truck. holding In his hand . type
written letter. A he read II for the
fourth time he heard the sounder say:
'Daisy dear"
"Yes. George"
do you love me still?"
"Yes, George. you know do"
Honestly"
Truly"
At this point the Nan at Hobson's
Crossing reached through the open
window and pulled = small brass plug
out OF the little switchboard. The
.ounder was silent. When he rein
serted the plug the Chicago operator
was gore. The Nan at Hobson's
opened the key and said: "Daisy."
.What is It. George?"
1--WE got something to tell you. Are
yon ready to hear it?"
"Yea."
"Daisy." said the Man. II am going
TO leave thi, wire. lam going to work
for the A. r." He paused.
1--WE got something else TO say.
Daisy" he went on. after a moment,
''bu, l guess l ought 10 say E. b. first.
You won't speak 10 me after I've told
you" He wiped the persp;ra tion from
his brow and continued deliberately:
I'm a fake. Daisy" Then he waited
IoI hCt ods "Si.
"wha, kind OF fake. George
There are different kinds. you know"
Daisy" SAID the Man. this is no
time to joke. I say I'm a fake. You
think I'm that fellow down in Chicago,
don't your"
"Of course"
"Well. I aint."
"Where are you, thenf
The Man passed his sleeve across his
damp brow and sent the dread words:
"Hobson's Crossing!"
For . moment the sounder was ST.
lent. Then it said: "Why. you stupid.
did you think that would make any
dinerence7"
The Man was sitting on the baggage
truck in front of the telegraph Office
at Hobson's Crossing. Down the
track, toward where the section gang
was working. the heat rose in curling
columns from the rails. The leaves
withered. and the paint on the station
bNstered and swelled. A death-like
stiffness reigned over Hobson's Cross
ing. But neither the stiffness nor the
heat nor the flies could depress the
Mans spirits. for beside him on the
baggage truck were his leather dress
suit case and . canvas trunk. He
took from his pocket the photograph
Of the girl At Rochester and gazed
upon II until. away OF down the track.
an engine whistled. Then be put .
green nag in the iron socket beside the
window Of the telegraph Office. The
operator who had been sent TO take
the Mans place came out OF the sta
tion TO say farewell. The Nan stood
ON the rear platform a. the train
went out and waved his hand to the
newcomer. who WAS SEATED disconso.
lately on the truck.
"PooF devil" he nuttsrsd.
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