The Morris County chronicle. [volume] (Morristown, N.J.) 1877-1915, 1905-07-25

I she SAID, Win naSlIDB eyes,
Gle amt bad. He's done me many
good turn. II that's what yer come
to say to me yer might have saved
yerself the trouble"
cts not what | come to say
And then he paused; something
seemed to stick in his throat.
"Out with it, then" said Little Make
Believe, t'if yer not ashamed Of it. I've
got lot to do. and I can't stop talk
ing here all night"
Eyer know that promise yer got Out
of me" he said, with the mighty effort
what promise"
"About me getting honest living"
"Oh, yes, remember. Have yer
kept it,"
II have, Make-B Believe
"There, now, Foxey, you've made me
downright glad Forgit anythink IN
kind ] said to yer. Here's my hand"
He took it and did not let it CO."
II made the promise for your sake,
Make-B Believe"
II know; you're better than I thought
| you was, Foxey."
"Its you as has made re better
and you can make me better still. You
understand me, don't yer?"
"Oh, yes. ] understand yer, Foxey"
| It was a great pleasure to her to
know that she had good influence
over him, and she gave him kind
look
"WeIl, then,9 he said, vixen shall
it beY'
Her kind look changed to one Of
bewilderment.
when shall what be?"
"The wedding. I've got ROOM. and
some bits Of furniture; I'll get more
afore another months over my head,
and / promise to be good to yer. Yer
know how l can keep promise, and
I'll keep this one. When shall 1t be,
Make Believer!
"Whyr' she cried. do yer mean to
say yer want to marry me?"
"That's it, exactly, Malse-Belleye;
there amt gal in Glare Market that
can hold candle to yer, and that's
why l have been follering yer about
this blessed day. What are yer shak-
ing yer head for? Why can't yer
speak?"
"'Cause yer've taken away my
breath. never heerd such thing in
all my born days! You're never in
earnest, Foxey?"
II am, Make-BelieYe. Strike me
down dead if amt"
1t need not this to convince her.
mastering sufficient courage to look
him straight in the face, as he stood
before her blocking the way, she saw
that he was, indeed, terribly in earn
est.
Come" he said, somewhat roughly,
SAY I'll have yer, Foxey,' and make
an end Of it."
81 can't make an end of it that way"
"Why?''
Because don't care for yer"
He took her two hands and held them
as in a wise.
Say that again." he demanded.
She steadied her voice and repeated:
Il don't care for yer"
"And yer wont have me?"
mo, | WON'T
what! After fooling me in the way
you've done?"
who's been fooling yer?" she asked
Indignantly. Eyer telling lies, yer
know yer arel Here-jest let go my
hands, or III scream for helpv'
you've got no call to-" he said in a
gloomy voice, releasing her hands.
yer don't think I'd hurt yer, do yer?
But wouldn't give much for the man
as'd stand atween you and me. All,
but yer playing with me, Make-Be-
lieye! you've only been speaking in
fun. Yer want me to wait a bit. All
right; I'll wait, / win, if it's six
months"
tits no use Of yer going on like
that" said Little Make-BeIieve, recog-
nizing the necessity of firlnness; IF yer
waited for six years, or sixty, or, six
hundred, / wouldn't have yer"
On his part, now, he recognized that
she was as much in earnest as he
rs that yer last word?''
ut is"
He laid his two hands on her shout
ders with violent grasp, and the pain
he caused her forced a scream from
her lips.
Then he left her suddenly. and as
suddenly returned.
'.That night yer found me bleeding
IN the road. Yer don't forgit it."
mo"
Eyer knelt alongside me. and brought
me to life again. Yes, might have
died if yer hadn't come. Yer don't for
git that?"
mo"