The silver messenger. (Challis, Idaho) 1890-1912, 1902-06-24

Inc trouble all began in Gus Modem
doing the unexpected thing. Every
body predicted, and with reason, that
II Molly Cartwell got engaged before
the season was over it would be to
young Maxwell Barton. the broad
Ghouldered newspaper man from Mis-
slssippi. And up to that momentous
afternoon it is fair to say that Molly
and Max shared the common conyic-
ton. They were great friends. Every
body also said that it would be an ex-
cellent match. For Molly" some of
the women added. But that was only a
squirt OF feminine meanness over which
the men shrugged their shoulders.
They knew the state Of Max's finances.
And now Molly had sent down word
h a she was sorry, but that she would
not be able to go boating this after
noon, ana Max had swung off to the
wharf, covering his disappointment
with one of Rightor's songs:
"0h, my Mexican J~uanita,
In the moonlight l will meet her,
Way down upon the silver Rio
Grande."
Molly heard, and the hand that held
the beautiful ring twitched n~ervously.
What a voice he had! And every
thing about him is as big as his voice"
she added regretfully. 81 wonder if he
would care. much. 1 would hate to
hurt him. He is sue a happy hearted
fellow in spite of his bad luck" Her
pVpc manf haoIy 70 4ha rfnO
For this was the unexpected thing
Gus Holden had done. He had written
Miss Molly Cartwell a business-like
offer of marriage and backed up his
offer with a perfect love of a diamond.
IF | see the ring on your hand to-
night, l shall understand that you
have decided to make me one Of the
%happiest of men," had been the formal
ending OF that formal letter.
Il suppose l will have to get mar
ried some day" she reflected. But of
a truth, this was not exactly the way
she had intended to be made love to
by the man she would eventually mar
ry. Heaven knows what she had in
tended should happen. Most girls
crave a romantic love affair, and there
was no romance about this straight
cut and thrust letter; nothing but the
ring.
Oh, that ring! What a beauty it
was. How the other girls would go on
over it.
Everybody knew Gus Holden had
more money than he could spend.
That was all they did know about him.
The idea of marrying a la she had
not met a dozen times! Why under
the sun had he taken it into his head
to be in such a hurry!
"The happiest of men.' How cold
1t looked on paper. No doubt he had
written it because he considered it the
correct thing, like the Yours truly
at the bottom of a business letter.
For a minute she gave place to pet
! tishness and wished with all her hear
: that Gus Holden had kept his old let
j ter and his old ring to himself. anC
that she was out on the water having
: good time with Max. Dear old Max
with his huge head and deep voice
and. best of all, honest. happy heart.
: All very charming attributes, NJ
! doubt, but yet not much in the way o
! assets when looked at from the dollar
! and cents point of view.
"And I'll have to get married som
day. Gracious knows l don't want t
. be an old maid" She picked up tn
ring and looked at it lovingly.
D you are a beauty, aren't you? Why
Max would have to sell everything h
owns, down TO his golf clubs, before h
could give a girl such a thing as this
But. then, Max is a man. and he doe
work hard. My goodness, how glori
ously he could make love to a girl.
only he could afford it" And Mol
pushed aside the ring and dropped he
face into her hands, that she might tn
y better recall a certain delicious after
y noon she and Max had spent togethe
tramping over the hills with thei