Barbour County index. [volume] (Medicine Lodge, Kan.) 1880-current, 1902-03-19
all good people have to pay for their.

all good people have to pay for their
good nature and be imposed upon
She smiled as her eyes turned lazily
toward him. who is TO impose upon
me? You?'
Eyes. I am going to gain your con-
sent to project that have long had al
heart"
Il suppose it is not worth while for
me to say anything?" A
"Oh, you can say yes, you know"
WELL And what is your project ?"
Let's get out book together. You
will contribute the essays and I'll fur
nish the love stories. We will call it
Wheat and Tares.' My stories will be
the Tares.''
81 doubt that. There is more of the
staff of life in your love-making than
in my reasoning. Do you suppose we
could get it published?"
Brown Bros. have agreed to bring
it out. Eight per cent. royalty. They
will want it before spring"
She laughed a his nerve.
You seem to have investigated the
subject pretty thoroughly"
at was all conditionai-in case you
consented"
She smiled and looked away toward
the distant sea view. If his PROPOSE
ton held its promise of pleasure it also
held an aftermath of pain. And just
at present common sense was inclined
TO lay more stress upon the undesira-
bility of pain than upon the desira bill
ity of pleasure.
"You will consent, won't your" he
asked, anxiously.
She paused moment to bid common
sense deliberate farewell. EYES,"
she said. 81 suppose we could manage
it by spring"
Good! 1 ought to write Brown
Bros. by this mail, but l don't believe
can make it unless you will lend me
the use of your typewriteF for few
minutes"
Certainly. You know the way to my
study?"
Right through this window, isn't
it? Thank you"
The girls hands frightened on the
arms of her chair. Was it pleasure or
pain?
AT first they did not see very much
of each other. Crisp little business
notes furnished their medium of COM
munication, and as far as she was con-
cerned common sense put forth all her
strength to keep them crisp-and lit
tie. But gradually they grew longer.
Then the proofs began to come and
the strenuous task of final polishing
derided the medium of notes. He
dropped in daily to discuss the tricks
of the trade. There was usually some
| member of the family reading before
her study fire-''it was such good,
quiet place." Their presence did not
interfere with the consultations. Her
| desk stood in bay window at the 9th
| er end of the room. AS long as the
| weather continued cold he went
through the formality of knocking at
| her closed door; but when it grew
warm enough to open the window on
| the gallery he went in that way, and
neither of them noticed any irregu-
.arity in the proceeding. He would
| stop to exchange civi1ities with who
ever happened to be present and then
| pass on to her desk, where he would
be seen holding forth over a proof
| sheet. He rarely remained over Is
minutes and never sat down. Neither
did she rise or go through any form
of greeting.
''See here" he said, stopping beside
her chair one morning late in March
| These fellows are trying to rush us
| They want that last batch of proofs
and you haven't had time to look at
it, have you?" He thrust one hand into
his trousers pocket and glanced down
| with bothered look at her belittered
| desk.