Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1903-09-19
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By WILL N. HARDEN
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Author Of ''Westssfelf'' :
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ne said. "You are one of the very few
who ever dance with me, and I,don't
want to 60 home without it, A.
Adele smiled. "I'm very sorry, ma
jor." she said. shut I#hope you'll ex-
cuse me this evening" *#a .:ss "
''Oh, that's all right my dear child"
he said. mo; don't explain. II know
your reasons are all right. Go ahead
and enjoy yourself In your own way"
II won my bet" Adele laughed. MA
jor, knew so we'll what you would
say that bet on it, And then she
explained the situation.
'Tedcastle ought to be spanked"
said the major in his high keyed voice.
"A girl who had not rather hear from
home than spin around with him ought
not to have home. I'm going to mine
rather early tonight came only to
show the boys how to make my famous
Kentucky punch"
When the major and Miss Ida Bish-
op had gone and left them together,
Adele looked over the railing at the
big clock in the Office. I'VE have only
a few minutes longer, If you are to
take TIT train," she said regretfully.
II never had as little interest in
trains in my Nfe," he said, and he
meant It.
mot in the trains on our new roadr
she laughed.
''They are too far ahead to interfere
with my comfort" he retorted. This
one is steam nightmare"
II presume you really could not miss
ttr' Her long dashed eyes were down.
He hesitated. The staple thought
suggested by her thrilled him as he
had never been thrilled before.
Because" she added, 1T would be
so nice to have you come out tomorrow
afternoon to tea, about ~
He drew out his watch and looked at
it waverlngly.
II could send night message" he
said finally. Il really don't want to
go. Miss Adele, don't want to go at
ALL"
II don't want you to either" she
said softly. 1T seems almost as If we
are quite old friends. Isn't that
stranger
He restored his watch to his pocket.
II shall stay" he said, land shall
call tomorrow afternoon"
Some one came for her a few min
utes later, and he went down to the
Office and out into the street. He
wanted to walk, to feel his body in ac-
ton, keeping pace with his throbbing,
bounding brain. His whole being was
aflame with fire which had never
burned in him before.
"Alan's little sister!'' he kept repeat
ing to himself. Little ~Adele-she's
wonderful, wonderful! Perhaps she
may be the woman. By George, she is
she is! A creature like that, with
that soul full of appreciation for a
mans best efforts, would lift fellow
to the highest rung on the ladder of
human effort Alan's little sister! And
the idiot never told me, never init
mated that she was-a goddess"
In his room at the hotel that night
he slept little, his brain being so active
the next afternoon alone over a dainty
tea service Of fragile china in Turkish
corner in William Bishops great, quiet
house, and then proposed driving her
the next day to the Driving club. He
remained week, seeing her under
some pretext or other every day during
that time. Sometimes it was to call
with her on friends Of hers. Once it
was to attend barbecue given by
Captain Burton at clubhouse in the
country, and once he gave her and her
cousin luncheon at the Capitol City
club, with box at the matinee after
ward. He told himself that he had
never lived before and that somehow
he was just beginning.
NO." he unused as he sat in his train
homeward bound, II can't tell Alan.
simply couldn't do it after all the rub
bish l have crammed into him. Then
she's his sister. l couldn't talk to him
about her-not now, anyway"