Sistersville daily oil review. [volume] (Sistersville, W. Va.) 1902-1905, 1903-08-19
WHY SHE GAVE HIN UP.
BY BARRY PAIN


bly,, whats your explanation"
The pretty girl shrugged her Shout
ders slightly and looked out OF the
window. This was another way OF
saying that she had perfect explana-
ton, but that he had no right to de-
mand it and had not fine enough
soul to understand 1t.
For a week ycu put up with me
willingly enough; l thought we were
friends; now you tell me bore you.
Why?"
"Why?" she echoed; perhaps be-
cause I've put up with you for a week.
Why do you ask questions and bother?
You say that you see that l don't want
you any more-I don't deny it. Then
there's only one decent course for you
to take" She turned back to her
window again, as il the scene were
| finished.
But it was not finished. The young
man rose and his face darkenened.
This being of Importance" he said,
slowly, 81 don't care much about the
decencies and conventionalities. I'm
not going to leave you. l shall not let
you go until you are once more as
kind to me as you were a few weeks
ago-yes, and kinder STILL"
At this point she lost her temper and
said things that were not clever nor
suited to her purpose.
Every WE'LL" he said. When man
wants one thing-and only one thing
in the world, he gets it's. l want you,
and you alone. 1 may have to wait
long, but l sha'n't let go. Try me, and
you will find it So"
That was the man to whom, week
later, she became engaged. The en-
gagement was broken off by mutual
consent some six months afterward.
Eyes" said the placid old gentleman,
Il think you were quite right to give
him up, my dear"
80, thank you-' said the pretty
girl, impulsively 81 was so afraid
you would think badly of me. l tried
to act for the best. Our temperaments
were not suited to each other; mar
riage would have meant lifelong
misery. My own conscience acquits
me, but wondered what others would
think, especially you" J..
"Your impulsive and impetuous ma
ture should be linked to its opposite
to gentleness and experience"
Il am quite sure of it," she said.
Qualities in which he was alto
gether lacking"
Totally" she agreed.
"Ah, me!' sighed the old man.
Pressed to give the reason for that
sigh, he confessed that he was think
ing about himself. His was a lonely
life; wealth did not make happiness
he had found that. On whom could he
spend his money and to whom could
ne leave it at his death? He could
never hope to win the love Of wom-
an, old as he was.
you are not to call yourself old"
she cried: 81 never think Of you as an
old man."
There was long pause, and when he
spoke again it was to some considera-
BILE purpose. That was the man whom
in the course of that year she married.;
and the more worldly of her friends
were in the habit of remarking to one
another that all things considered, she
had done extremely we'll for herself;
thot int nf 1,ia oh
After dinner the white-haired old
gentleman dropped asleep in the draw
ing-room. These little infirmities
should be forgiven to old age But the
girl-who had grown prettier than ever
looked at her husband with frank
disgust. She turned to the handsome
young man at the piano alphabetically.
Hes always like that, you know. |
can understand it when we are alone
no doubt l bore him-but l don't un-
derstand how he can sleep through
such music as that. 1t will take away
my sleep for all the night
NO" said the player, briefly. List
en-; will give your sleep back again"
AS he played, his dark eyes sought
hers and found strange things in them.
Each knew what was in the others
heart. His eyes looked down again at
the keys. His face wore the look OF
endurance. Suddenly he stopped, and
went across the room to the corner
where she was sitting.
.Why are YOU CRYING? What is the