The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1903-06-26
4 MANS HEART
AND A W0MAN'S

edly in the midst of an aimless sentence.
II was seven minutes till train time.
He had seen to the checking OF her Dag
gage, had procured her berth ucKet. anu
had purchased q liberal supply OF lltera-
ture for her perusal during the journey.
Now the two stood together near the
.oater gate. awaiting their turn with the
dcket man. All about them were clatter
and clamor, the rumbling Of trucks, the
clanein OF bells, the putting and Missing
OF engines.
But 1t was not the external confusion
that distracted John Lansing. The tu1nuit
Of the heart may be 30 mighty as TO
deafen ones outer ear.
At his companions words Lansing made
an effort to gather his scattered wits.
don't know, really, what I was going to
say he confessed, with an odd laugh.
Then his manner changed suddenly.
'.There are many things / might say, ne
pursued, rapidly, in a low tone; things
which I dare not
Her cool, startled glance checked him
Instantly.
4 mean" he stammered; Il mean that
you-that l."
"Look!" she interrupted him.. you will
miss your chance"
Turning abruptly, he presented her
ticket. AS they passed out of the gate
she glanced hurriedly at his face and saw
the lower lip caught firmly by the upper
teeth. His eyes, full of a dumb pain.
stared straight ahead.
It was we'll for Lansing that he did not
see the swift yearnlng in her eyes, the
CULVER that crossed her features.
When she spoke to him again 1t was
| with her composed, conventional smile.
They had found her seat In the Pullman,
and he was arranging her Wraps and UNI
brella while the porter busted himself
| with the valise and other traps.
"You must not forget my various mes
sages to your sisters" she enjoined him
| when the porter had vanished grinning
over the unusually large piece Of silver
In his palm.
NO." promised Lansing. IT won't" He
sat facing her, the dumb distress OF his
| eyes Intensified.
She averted her own, and began hastily
to talk Of many things. But her speeck
was ervous d%istointed, tightly. As she
chatted on a high color rose In her cheeks
and her eyes burned with a ney brill
liancy.
do you know" he said. intensely, as
she paused for breath-"do you know that
this train will start In Just three min
utes? Do you know that The almost
gasped the words-"I shall never see you
again and that
She broke in upon his speech deter
minedly, utterly ignoring the significance
of the last part.
"Only three minutes? Well, I thought
there remained at least five. Now, you
won't forget 1 told you to say to
Edith? And Margaret must know what
delightful times 1 spent in her studio. I
don't believe the girls realize what a
charming visit I had and what
Eleanor" he cried, sharply. Don't! I
| can't bear it-I-'
Again her quick glance of displeasure
checked him.
Forgive me-" he faitcred, "I-forgor
myself. The girls always called you
Eleanor, and IL pre~suned-but you will
pardon me, Mrs. Raymond"
She nodded and smiled brightly. Wish
me a pleasant Journey" she cried, almost
with gayety. The spots in her cheeks vera
crimson now.
You know I do wish it. You know. be-
SIDES, that
"All aboard" shouted the voice of the
conductor outside.
Lansing rose to his feet aud leaned
toward her. She turned her face from
him with startled abruptness, so that her
profile was just visible. He looked, and
the repressed longing of weeks rushed into
his eyes. She could not see-would not
know. In that moment his gaze caressed
her brow, her cheek, her lips.
She glanced up and saw the glowing
truth, concealed no longer.
Fully they faced each other, the mar
and the woman.
The train began slowly to move. Flea
MORT he cried again. It was the call OF
soul to SOUL, with every barrier swept
aside.
But the woman recoilected herself,
Goodbye" she said, almost pushing him
from her. "Yes--yes- u~nderstand-don't
forget my message to the ~girls-hurry-
h~urry-you'll be left
He crushed her hands against his face.
"Goodby!" he said brokenly.
A moment later he stood on the plat.
form, watching the receding train He
watched until only a puff OF smoke re-
manned visible. Then he sighed sharply.
And I shall never see her again, on,
Eleanor!'
A9cynical look crept into his eyes. 81
suppose she is satisfied, SO long as the con.
v~entionalities lave been preserved he
muttered grimly. But + could swear she
loves me! l saw it in her eyes-I know It.
God! If l could but nave kissed her
once!"
In the Pullman car Eleanor Raymond
turned a feverish face from the sight o,
other passengers. Her eyes, burning an
tear-ftlled, stared out Upon the now swift
ly moving landscape.
1AS ASAo ~ AiSIIs 1Adud " I1eT lips an(
kissed the faint bruise which his ferc,
grasp had made.
IT'S all over now she gasped, .ant
safely over. Oh, 1t was hard, hard! Blu
I'm SO Observation-Disclosures that he didn'
say it, thankful that I kept him from /
even to the last"
she sighed, a slow, quivering sigh. 4.
can go on loving him now, loving him a,
an ideal-an ideal hat was not shattered
an ideal that will be an inspiration to m,
always. whatever darkness the future ma,
hold in store
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