Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1905-06-08
a Serious
Mistake
BY E. NEWTON BUNCEY

more Jnan my lie, sue replleu, pas
sionately.
As in a dream / gazed into the beau
tIful eyes of Joan Ainslie, while l held
her tightly in my arms.
We stood In the old garden which sur
rounded the home of my love in the little
town Of Errington. Joan was an or
phan, and, with the exception Of an old
servant, she lived alone. She sometimes
spoke of her brother, Jack Ainslie, who
had long ago gone to Oregon, and had
never since been heard of, but otherwise
she had no living relative.
met Joan at garden party almost
directly after went to live at Erring-
ton, and at once fell in love with her.
Now six months afterward, l had asked
her to marry me, and her reply was still
sounding, like the music Of fairies, in
my ear.
ALLAN, have little confession to
make to you, said Joan during the even
ing. She nestled closer to me and hid
her face against my shoulder as she
spoke.
How terrible!" cried, with laugh.
Say on, and will consider the case"
"You-you are not the first man
whom promised to-" She paused,
and her hands clutched nervously at
each other.
"Ha! Then there is another?" I
cried, in affected dramatic style.
Joan seemed glad that l was only
amused, and then told me that two years
ago, when she was only IS years of age,
she had agreed to marry visitor from
Philadelphia. His name was Jack Car
stairs, and he left Errington, promising
to write to her. This he did, but eventu-
ally went to South America, since when
Joan had not heard anything from him.
"And what was my rival like?" Iques-
toned.
"Oh, not your rival dear" she MUIR
INJURED. Il did not really love him; 1t
was but girlish infatuation, which l
got over almost directly after Mr.. Car
stairs left Errington."
But what was he like?" l repeated.
well, not quite so tall as you, nor so
good looking, and he had thick beard.
Ugh! I'm glad you haven't beard, AL
lam" Joan stopped and blushed vio-
lently, and after little while she made
me understand why she preferred clean
shaven faces.
Time went on, and Joan and l lives
In the little earthly paradise we had con-
structed, until, as in olden time, the SER
pent entered.
Although had laughed away the story
Of Jack Carstairs, yet could not get rid
Of an absurd, jealous feeling that chung
to me. BY degrees began to hate this
man whom l had never met, and whom
| thought never should.
It was one evening about nine months
after our engagement that climbed
into Joans garden over the fence, in my
usual manner, for 1t saved going rouni
to the gate. Suddenly ! caught sight of
q figure striding up the path. In my as
constituent paused, and there caiile a
wild, jealous tug at my heartstrings.
1t was Jack Carstairs!
There he was, Just as Joan had de-
scribed him. Slightly shorter than
was, wearing beard, and bronzed, pre-
sumably by the warm sun of South
America.
The door was open, and, without
knocking, he deliberately entered. From
where stood | could see Joan through
the open window. ! saw her spring to
her feet as her visitor entered. for mo-
ment they gazed at each other uncer.
tainly.
"Jack!"
"Joan!"
heard their voices distinctly, and
then-then they were clasped in each
others arms.
For a moment all became dark around
me, while a great pain seemed to tear
my heart asunder Again looked, and
he was kissing her Then, with smoth.
cred groan l burst from the garden and
rushed madly away, whittier l knew not
nor cared.
When l returned to my senses, dark
ness had settled down over the land. |
was striding rapidly along the high road.
A little way ahead Of me through the
treesI could see the light in Joan's house,
and toward this point hurried. q dull
rage burning In me, and q red glare
seeming 10 burn before my eyes
l entered the garden and then
caught sight Of Joan standing alone on
the lawn. The rags within me burst
forth into q relentless fury, and, hasten
Ing up TO Der SEIZED her hNrshly By the
arm.
so Jour lover has sOnsf" I Alnos,
shouted.
Ehs gassd Il ne IN terror, and THEA
70 uhrink away fIvn na bat I hsld hE
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