Butler citizen. [volume] (Butler, Pa.) 1877-1922, 1905-03-02

His heart felt like church on q week
day. How could he have ever been fool
! enough to expect Judith to love him
against all these young menf
IF you marry Travers"- 1t was a
cowardly subterfuge to get her away
from the others. His voice stuck. She
sat alert, with brilliant eyes.
IF marry Travers, what" she ask
ed
81 don't know" miserably.
"I haven't exactly decided which one
shall marry" She leaned back Ian
guidly. She was pushing her hair back
and trying to pin 1t In place. IT'S real
ly very hard to make up ones mind,
Bob. It's the number of them that con-
fuses me-" She laughed deliciously.
His hand frightened around his glass.
Bob" the girl suddenly demanded,
whats that you told me once about
love lying deepr
Could he release her? THE hunger of
mans soul' kept running through his
head. Could he do it2 Wasn't she in
crying need of protector to shield her
from this very hunger?
"Bob"-she tossed him a rose-"have
you forgotten the lines?"
"Love lieth Deep" he began.
"'Love dwells not In lip depths. Love
wraps his wings on either side the
heart" There was a long silence
Somehow the silences Of Bob were
more eloquent than all the lip talk of
the others. She was beginning to un-
derstand. She thought vaguely of
ships cut loose from their moorings.
She hated young men.
She remembered the first time she
ever saw him. She was doing skirt
dance before the long gilt mirror In
the back parlor. She turned to get a
sidewise view Of herself. and there In
the door he was calmly watching her.
The others were at the table. The oc-
casion was a dinner party, and he had
committed the unpardonabie offense of
being late. That was the beginning.
He very much preferred staying with
her. he declared, If she didn't mind.
What was the night she started loving
him. Hadn't he spent weary hours
over the intricacies Of toe dancing to
coach her? Didn't Bob always under
stand? The thought that he was just
across the table and not engaged to
her any more almost suffocated her.
She couldn't stand II.
"Bob." she said, with all that peril
GUS youth shining In her eyes, "haye
you forgotten that toe dance you
taught me years agoT No. with weary
resignation, he had not forgotten 1t.
"Bob," with cruel persistence. when
you told me that night that you had
rather stay with me than to go with
the cid ladies, did you mean 1t, truly"
Yes, he was sure he meant it truly.
The cafe was deserted. Only Francois,
the waiter, lurked in the background,
and he couldn't speak English.
"Bob," moving nearer and laying a
conflding hand on his arm; "Bob, does
your hove lie too deep for words?"
There was pleading quality In her
tones not to be resisted.
''Childv' He was holding her chin in
his most comforting hand and examin-
ing her eyes.
'Uack Travers didn't kiss me, truly"
she comforted, patting Bob's old gray
hairs tenderly. Francois had discreet
ly withdrawn, fully remunerated. "He
said that before I told him about
about how I loved you'll told him
all about us, Bob But she didn't
finish. He understood. Bob always
understood.
Child" he whispered, with eyes in
which youth had come home to live,
eyou must be the Oldest person on
earth. You are straight from the gar
den of Eden, with youth that is fresh
and genuine and eternal. Yes, you are,
childr