Barbour County index. [volume] (Medicine Lodge, Kan.) 1880-current, 1902-10-01
THE CAPITULATION
OF BARBARA 8 8
BY EDITH HIBBARD.

ACk MERRIHEW was sitting on
u tn" piazza of the Howard. He had
oeen sitting there for an hour and
more, keeping a solicitous watch on
lake and sky, and trying now to grow
impatient over the abominable length
OF time she was making him wait.
her tyranny grew more absolute
every day, yet he would not be freed
1t was too sweet. The last day of
MS vacation had come. Had his hopes
any foundation? Would it be better
10 wait her return to town before
burning his ships? He hoped he had
courage enough to face a refusal
but a refusal would end all this de-
hghtful companionship. Still, in the
meantime, what if some of these 9th
er fellows! He sprang to his feet.
1T was manifest destiny that she had
promised to sail with him this after
noon.
The wind was freshening and the
surface of the lake was ruff1ing I'D
In crisp waves, with every now and
then flash of white. Aspray of sweet
clover tell at his feet. He turned to
md her standing in the doorway, tan
talizingly pretty in green linen
gown, with knot of sweet clover in
her belt, and calmly unconscious, ap-
parent!y, that he had waited mo-
ment for her.
1T may be bit fresh. You don't
mind That, l know" he said, as they
rowed out. Only you might have to
help If the wind increased. If YOU
dislike that we can do something
else"
Nonsense! l wouldn't go for any
thing. You ought to know by this
time that / never turn back
Barbara Whitney made herself ex.
ceedingly comfortable with many gay
cushions and watched Jacks prep
aratiops. She hardly understood her.
self the unrelenting tyranny which
she had exercised over this man for
months. She had put in that hour
of his FESTIVE waiting in considering
the situation, upbraiding herself sor
her unreasonable eXactions, acknowl-
edging his devotion, foreseeing that
the coming tete-a-tete would almost
certainly bring their relations to the
crisis OF proposal, and admitting to
herself that she would far rather saw
yes than no.
But L cannot say yes unless he
makes me-" she demonstrated, men
tally, her eyes fastened on the 1.-the
grace II his athletic figure as he got
up the sail. ''He is the best bred.
the handsomest man know-and the
Tn0 sf La
me with such abject confidence in my
infallible perfection. In his eyes the
queen cannot do wrong. 1t is terribly
eXhausSing to be constantly on a
pedestal. I'm just human grill O.,
Jack, dear, why won't you see it and
make lie do things instead of letting
me command you? You are too medi-
cval, NY dear boy, that's what vou
re. l shall have to say mo- never
could stand on medieval PEDESTAL
and l should get to hate you if you
persisted in thinking me horrid
composite of myth and spirit"
Jack settled down as the boat
slipped out with the wind, the sheet
in one hand, the helm tucked under
an arm. There was just breeze
enough to run pleasantly, and vet
permit him to fill his eyes with
her, which he proceeded to do. The
curve of the cheek next him. golden
bronze with the summers tan. the
round chin, the pretty, impertinent
little nose. the dark, sweep of eye
lash-he gave himself so intently to
the study of these that the dark
lashes lifted and let him have a