Lewiston evening teller. [volume] (Lewiston, Idaho) 1903-1911, 1904-02-22

in tender pity that left him a SUP.
plant at her feet.
But now, few hours later, this was
forgotten. Something In his lawless
nature crowded out all sense of graft.
tude and left only the selfish pride of
man In his conquest.
They entered the park and sat down
upon bench partly sheltered from
passing eyes by a bush.
Maggie's face looked very white In
the growing dusk, and her eyes were
fixed on the ground.
Shorty shifted about uneasily, and
then, in lieu of anything better, he
put his arm about her shoulders.
The girl shivered and drew away.
What's the matter" said Shorty.
You're not afraid of me, are your"
NO" said the girl; I'm more afraid
of myself"
This was beyond Shorty's compre-
hension. You're what?" he asked
roughly.
"Oh, Shorty" cried the girl earnest
ly, cant you understand that it's all
over now and we must not see each
othef any moreE
What dye mean?" he demanded
Don't you know I'm going to take you
away tomorrow. l got some money
left, and" he added magnanimously,
eve can get married before we go if
you want to-
Maggie laid her head upon the top
rail of the bench and began to cry.
u a he
sobbed. you must go away-alone."
Shorty did not know what to make
of this. What did the girl want If she
did not want him? Why had she visit
ed him in the prison, worked for him,
lied for him, If she did not want him?
Jaw, come off," he said gently.
what do you want, anyhow"
''This," said the girl, springing to her
feet and dashing the tears from her
eyes. Il want you to go away where
1 will never see you again. What did
l did because / loved you, and l am
glad of it-glad that lied for you and
got you off"
Shorty looked at her in wonder. He
could not understand this girl. There
was something in her beyond his com.
prehension.
His confidence in himself was weak
ening.
You better come with me, Maggie, "
he said. 'I'll promise to be good to you"
at isn't that" went on the girl. 81
told you l was not afraid of anything
but myself l know what you area
thief, and | know what l ana liar,
and l know what we both ought to be,
and | can't do it. We could never be
happy or good and-oh, Shorty! I'll
always think of you as you were that
night at the dance, before l knew, and
-go-go away now or l can't stand it."
Shorty began to realize something OF
the tumult in the girls heart.
He felt rather than understood her
struggle for her ideal.
He knew that should he take her in
his arms even now she would not be
able to resist him.
Something of her innate desire fof
what was good and true stole over
him, and to his everlasting credit he
did not resist it.
81 guess you're right, Maggie" he
said brokenly. II thought we could
have gone away and been happy to-
gether, butt guess you're right"
There was a world of gratitude in
her eyes as she raised them to him,
and his own eyes grew misty.
"Goodby," he said.
She placed her hand in his, and they
stood there for moment, neither dar-
ing to say a word. Then he turned and
walked swiftly away.
She saw him for a moment in the
glare of the electric light, and then he
disappeared in the shadows beyond.
Half an hour later there was a knock
at Mrs Dolan's door. She wiped her
eyes and opened it eagerly.
Mother" said Maggie, "can come
homer"