The Washington times., 1903-12-13

IT HE eNact LOCALITY VI INC UNIV"
ing episode does not particular
i " matter. II the whole story
were told to the Society for
Psychical Research they might want to
know the details. the precise time, the
place. and all those unimportant facts
which substantiate a story doubtless,
but which are forgotten by the princi-
pal actors in the excitement of a NOV
ing drama. 1t is a tale of two men and
a woman, but it does not follow quite
the conventional lines. The woman was
Judy Dennis, the daughter of a small
landed proprietor In Ireland-precisely
where in Ireland does not matter, as
said before. Some of those who read
the tale may recognize the place be-
cause of its physical peculiarities
Michael Dennis was a small landed pro-
prietor-a farmer in a largish way
and Judy. his only daughter. was. per-
haps. rather more of an heiress than
most of the young women I'm the neigh
borhood. She was a distinctive rather
than a pretty girl. She had certain
style about her which kept half the
young men of the neighborhood at a
distance. They We're more than a lit
tie afraid of her. She could keep peo-
pie away by saying nothing very
charmingly. and Michael who was far
from anxious to lose her, chuckled in
wardly and was pleased. The real fact
of the matter. though, was that Judy
was not interested in the young men
who drifted round to inspect her, and,
not being interested. she was herself
uninteresting. Those who once saw her,
though, when she was reused and ami
mated, went away afterward with an
image in their minds not easily for
gotten. Not that Judy was without
faults; she was perfection with
temper The man who married her
must needs be a strong man and give
her as much as she gave him: then the
two might go far-and they did go far
in the end and were abundantly happy
In the beginning. though. Patrick De-
lane was the only man who seemed to
have the ghost Of a chance. and heaven
knows why. He was a reckless young
devil. with a small income which came
from his mother. a hatred of any steady
vocation and more than a slight leaning
toward the bottle. And yet he was the
man who could rouse Judy Dennis
who could make her laugh. which counts
for much, and make her cry. which
counts for more and he did both pretty
frequently.
The place where they lived was FIVE
ard thirty miles from a little seaport
Port Regis one may call it-and the road
lay no great distance inland. For twen-
~ miles or so il was a level stretch
along the coast, and then it broke away
inshore over steep hills which tried even
the sturdy horsefiesh OF the country and
discouraged the few cycling visitors who
were just beginning TO struggle round
with the idea of encouraging Irish seen
cry
And you'll marry me, Judy?" Delane
said at last. They'd been walking over
the downs that day and she had a color
and brightness on her which were
more than he could see and hold MS
tongue I'm a scapegrace. but need
the dream of you TO steady me- 1t i
be Just the making Of me-
The girl was serious in a moment
Il don't want you TO think 1t over. he
continued. Half the harm in the world
is done by thinking things over.
The girl leaned on the gate and looked
across TO where you could nearly SEE
the sea through the dip by Goatbridge.
.sNo. Pat. I'll not marry you. II
marry no man who isn't what he Is o.
what he may be without me TO he'll
him"
The man thrust his hands In his pock
cts and strobe away. but she didn'
move or look after him So he CAM
pack. II she didn't understand he un
derstood well enough-and it put him II
no good humor-that he had to cam
back to her when she wouldn't move
foot for him OF for anyone unless the
meant far more to her than poor Pat
rick.
mo. you don't love me. Judy tn
devil knows why you should, but l low
you. and so I'm going away.
She looked at him then steadily and n
was afraid. like a boy.
Where are you going7"
Il don't know-abroad somewhere
This place is not for me any more. II
going somewhere TO forget you.
Il wonder whether you will forge
me-" she said. You may break tn
hearts Of dozen girls. but you'll for
get them, and perhaps not forget me be
cause YOU haven't broken mine"
He took her hands in his and locke
her down. "You know how to be bruta
don't you. Judy?" he said at last
Then she cried. not because she love
him, but because she didn't love hin
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