The Montgomery advertiser., 1904-04-16
OUT OF THE WIND.
BY ISABEL BOWMAN PULLEY.


 BY ISABEL BOWMAN PULLEY. Copyright. 1904, by Daily Story Pub, Col
 Eeter's brows were drawn in heavy frown and even through his tan the red of anger showed. -
 ."rhere is not one of you," he waS saying, with suppressed vehemenee, wno really appreciates 8 deep. honest, en- curing love if it isn't always frothlng over with compliments Words have more weight with woman than ret1cent Isithfulness. A fellow who fools, but matters her, will be able to win with her, when a poor dog of fellow who only knows how to love her will be turned down with the cold comfort of tolerant friendship"
 He was glowering across the ice cold spIng, bubbling up from the messy foot rest of the mourtain. at girl who was idly swinging tin c1p by IFS handle elicITcliug her forefingcr. She was dressed all in white and her blond hair curled out from under Eer white hat In provo cGtive little rings, whilst her soft ap- peaIing eyes were gazing at Peter with eNssperating innocence and mock admi- ration.
 How wise you are, Peter"' she said ir her fresh, sweet voice. You really have brought the study of woman to a fire point! Your knowledge of us is
 The red deepened on Peters face. 'It should be profound" he growled. from the amount of time I have wasted in studying you"
 No time-don't the copybooks tell usY--is wasted that Is well employed and I am all sweetness and light.
 That's the trouble-you are sweet. diaboncaIly irresistably sweet"-Kitty' S las hes dropped to hide the smile in her eyes-"but you haven't an atom of heart
 ''But''-Euilelessly- I had been en- dowed with heart, would it have been preordained to beat for you. Peter'Y
 Peter muttered something between his teeth. ''Of course. make no such ab- surd claim! But if you had shred of feeling you would not play with a man s heart as though 1t was rubber ball, for the sake of seeing how high you can knock 1t. and how often it will re- bound"
 shade of guilty expression swept over kitty's face, but she hastened to pro- test But Peter raised a silencing hand.
 'l know my own experience. nave proposed to you four times three was the humble correction across the spring-"But this has been final; shall accept pr. Browns offer to go abroad with him next week to study tuberculo- sis. and if 1 am not man enough to cast you out of my heart I ought to be shot as a weakling!" and he strode down to the lake where yawl was drawn half up on the shore.
 the opposite shore, where the cottage was her parents had rented for the summer and had landed to refresh themselves at the spring. And here Peter had again laid his heart and prom tsing future as a physician at her dis posal Heretofore he had accepted re- fusal with a manly dignity that had kept his pain we'll hidden and only left vis- ible his dogged determination to succeed. So quiet had he been that Kitty had nc realization of his wound and had half doubted It's existence. and so today. in- stead of her usual gentle and half dl- turing refusal, she had pricked him on to his entire loss of self-command and an unwonted declaration of inallty. Like most persons who play with fire as an amusement she had let it get beyond her control. As she gazei after him as he went to the boat she saw by the set of his shoulders that his words had nos been filled with air. And then, tn her amused dlsmay, she also saw that he was so absorbed in his own thoughts that he had pushed the yawl into the lake and was getting in himself with out realizing that he was leaving her behind.
 She went halfway down the path and called to him. "Peter!"- she said. plain fiVeIy remember 1t is five miles walk around the lake and I don't think l am quite equal to 1t today
 Peter awoke with mortified consterna- tfon at his unlntentionaI rudeness. l beg your pardon" he stammered. 'I-