Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1903-08-13
) She Had Her Way.
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B BY A. CONSTANCE SMEDLEY. :
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nDUT. darling, l must be at the Office
ID tomorrow morning. l can't lose
all my clients"
I've told you you're not to go back
tonight"
But l must, dear. Really"
The speakers voice verged on the
plaintive.
you can go in the morning. l
don't mind you leaving me so much
when the suns shining and it's bright
and cheerful"
Il shan't get in till afternoon, then.
and that means another whole day
wasted. | must catch my train to-
night"
Then you'll have to turn right
around the second we get up to my
hotel and walk all these five dreary
miles back to the station. And on
this bitter night, without your dinner!
You can't travel hundreds of miles
without anything to eat. Don't be
~ridiculous?"
"Ill get something at the station"
Miss Dennison conveyed by her ex-
preston that she considered the re-
sources of the station inadequate.
You are not going tonight, dear?'
Il must, pet"
you are going to stay and eat a
good dinner beside a blazing fire and
have a real nice cosey evening. Just
think how dull I'll be If you go and
leave me all alone to listen to the howl
ing OF the hateful wind"
I'D give anything to stay, my own
darling little girl; you know that as
well as | do. I'll be down again for
the weekend"
Then you don't love me, and you
never loved me-"
ooh, my darling, don't begin all
this! I've got to catch that train to-
light, and nothing you can say or
do will make me miss it,"
"Ill never speak to you again if you
go by it; | swear | won't"
For heavens sake, don't let's have
another scene! I'm getting perfectly
sick of it ALL"
Then why don't you turn right
round and leave me? Why do you
walk on beside me? Why do you stay
engaged to me|'
Because I'm a fool"
AS Miss Dennison could not consist
emily contradict this assertion, she con-
irmed herself to a dignified toss of her
head and continued to walk along the
road in naughty silence.
A row of telegraph poles stretched
desolately before them, and the wind
swept across the marsh and hummed
mournfully along the wires. Far away
the sea doomed, and the sharp, white
sand flew up from the road in singing
showers, so that Miss Dennison put
her muff before her face as she battled
onward. The man at her side strobe
on with downcast, head and hands
rammed deep into the pockets Of his
o%vercoat. His cap, pulled low down
over his frowning eyes, partly protect
ed his face from the onslaught of the
gale. He was a strong, thick-set man
and his expression resembled that of
a well-beaten, but desperately goaded
dog.
A fat and cheeky gust of wind sent
the girls boa flying round her hat, and
the man caught 1t just in time. AS
three miles still had to be traversed
before they reached the hotel where
Miss Dennison's people were staying,
and Miss Dennison was of a chatty
disposition, she welcomed this oppor-
tunity to break the silence.
IF l were a man | should be per-
fectly ashamed to let a girl insult me
and trample on me SO! | don't know
what sort of a husband you think
you'll make!"
The man preserved a discreet silence.
Il always wished to marry a man l
could look up to. Why, you can't have
any self-respect at ALL"
you've done your best to kill it,
haven't your"
1t is policy for the owner of the dog
to maintain a firm hold if it resents
chastisement. Miss Dennison tilted up
her chin and assumed an air of in
tense and injured indignation.
II have done my best to wake 1t up.
II there is an insult which has power
to rouse you, it is my misfortune and
not my fault that l do not know it."
Miss Dennison's happy and fortunate
betrothed looked down on her with
patience that was tightly strained.
lis there any object In quarreling at
this particular moment? The wind
makes conversation rather an exertion,
and though I assume the proper course
for me to take is to turn on my heel
and stride away for ever, I can't leave
you to go home alone, you see."