The Kinsley graphic. [volume] (Kinsley, Kan.) 1890-1940, 1903-11-13
ives. Have you seen him go

Hanging his head lower yet, and SINK
ing his voice almost to whisper he
said:
Then she is there with your
The other nodded. He stood for
| moment silent and thoughtful, then he
said:
The past is thing of the past and
it must not be revived. There snail be
no step backward-no undoing of that
which is done. You had your chance,
and you failed; and it was all your
own fault. You should understand il
So"
Il do" the cook murmured. God
alone knows how we'll understand it
Il am glad you see it so,'' the other
replied. 1t might have been better
if you had seen it so years ago. But
all that is Of the past. All l have &c
say now is that she must not be dis
turbed.''
She shall never be disturbed-by
me-
And she must never see you again
she never shall"
she is free. You have no right
now"
81 know''
There was a long pause, then the
cook added:
But about Conard? Does she still
care for him?"
Eyes. 1 came to see him to explain
Where is he?''
He has gone
Gone? Where?"
81 don't know. He said he was going
away. Perhaps forever"
The other turned aside with b1wed
head, his heart heavy with disappoint.
ment. The cook watched him fer Q
moment in silence, then, with an air OF
greater manlinesS than he had ever
shown, he said:
Her happiness shall not be further
wrecked. Conard shall know and come
back"
But, how?" the other asked.
Il will follow and tel him"
"You!"
Yes. Great Heavens, man, don't
you know l love her? L"
He tore himself abruptly away and
ran out to the corral. Five minutes
later he emerged on horseback and set
off across the prairie in the direction
Conard nad gone. 1t was ten miles to
the station and only an hour till train
time, so there was no time to lose.
During that ride he recalled many
things of the past. He saw himself .
young man again, with a promi ing
future, making ardent love to young
and beautiful girl. He recalled an
| evening in June, when, with the roses
in bloom about him, he and she had
plighted troth, and sealed the sweet
compact with their first kiss. Then
there was that day when they had
stood together before the old minis
ter and had been made one. How he
had thought that event the browning
one of all earthly bliss!
Then he thought of what he was
| doing at that moment, and, with a
groan of heart-wrung anguish he
cried:
For her sake! For her sake!"
AS he galloped into the little town
| and down its one street he saw Conard
standing in front of the station and
the train pulling up. Springing from
his horse he ran along the platform
and, just as Conard was stepping Oh
the train, laid his hand on his sltoul
der.
Don't CO." he painted. She wants
! you-here."
Conard turned and stared inquir
| ingly at the cook. The train moved
on without him. "She." To him thai
could mean but one person in all the
world. After awhile he said eagerly
what do you mean?"
Mary" the other replied. "Sh'
wants you. Go back to her"
Conard grew calmer.
What do you know of herr" h.
asked. Have you seen herr"
ME see her!" Then CROWN,
strangely quiet: mo, have not seeI
her. But it is all right"
How do you know"
THAT doesn't matter. l know sh
loves you. Go to her and make her
happy"
You have no right to say that. She
has a husband"
| The cook shook his head slowly.
You are mistaken" he replied. "She
| has no husband-not now"
| Conard looked quickly up, wonder
| ing not more at the cooks words than
at the pathos in his voice.
Il saw her husband with her." he
| said. HE came and placed his arm
about her."
| mo, not her husband" the cook re-
piled. 1T was only her father
Her father! Then where is her
| husband?"
The cooks head dropped and for a
| LONG while he WoS Silont in,