The daily telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1901-1926, 1905-09-25

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14iy Tor on my, 11e. taeress
nlIeiit ret on IL Estrain hard enough
ana I,m going to try for end on fhe
varsity
ssThat viii be nice !" said lame weakly.
nice! ItII be great Il I can do It
say, you're looking mighty dne tonight
Jane; been rubbing your cheeks9 Your
eyes are as shiny
.saow mean, Bobby! Are they gem
orally so dulI2'' Jane giggled neryously
'sWhy did you look at the clock, ME-
Thurston?7
.1Iy train leaves at II, . said Thurs
ton gioomily.
Bobby, with interest ''Wheres
South CarolIna."
seaIr Thurston is leaving onto 1--we
there" put IN Jane hopefully.
ooh. say, that's great" Her effort
died unnoticed. South Carolina's q
fine old place. was there one sum
mer. / tell you what, Thurston- they
have the prcttiest ghls you ever saw.
JoYIie5t. brightest things = not bit
stu. A fellow can have mighty good
time there
'.I suppose So" said Jane stifiy. 7
dare say you had good time there
yourself. Was that the summer you
vvc-c expelled from college7 should
not think, Bobby, that you would care
to talk about It"
s.Weu, for heavens sake? cried the
injured Bobby
Thurston looked at the clock again,
with ostentation.
won't you play the 'Serenade' for
me2'' asked Jane desperately.
$1,000 Z oon'f NAV ANYTHING but
The Good Old Summer Time with
two fingers, and I'm too shy to play
before people"
.'I meant Thurston, Bobby" explain
ed the girl, with suspicious sweetness.
''I know what you can play"
Thurston stalked grimly over to the
piano and dropped his hands on the
keys with thud, while Bobby at
bacIs compIacently In his chair aid
Jane fdgeted In hers. he struck sew
eral heavy chords, then began the ten
der monotone of the "Serenade, but
the nervous Irritation, vibrating to his
finger tips. Jared the harmony and
Thurston, breaking of with a dtscoru-
ant crash, swung round upon the stool
Ell can't play tonight" he said vicious
ly, returning to the fireplace
'ewhy, you were doing fine" said
bODDyt Will pNAIlS SuAPAAS0s
too modest about it
Thurston set his teeth, squared his
shoulders and looked at the clock. It
was nigh upon the eleventh hour.
'.Nfr. Martini he began grimly, II
am leaving upon the Ii o'clock train
tonight. This Is the last opportunity
[ shall have of seeing Miss Wallis.
When you came in was about to ask
her to marry me. am going to ask
her now. VIII you defer your visit, or
do you care to hear met" Jane Gasped;
SO did Bobby, the good hearted blum
derer.
''Oh, 1 say he began, springlng to
his feet in direst confusion, I'm no
end sorry. wouldn't have done 1t
for the world. What a duffer I've
been. Tn nwfully sorry"
$50 am l." said Thurston.
81 hadn't an idea
so it seems" interrupted the older
man, with suppressed rage, but since
have suggested one to you
"Oh, Bobby" cried Jane, with u
hysterical little laugh.
young ass" muttered Thurston.
taking a step toward Jane. Bobby
led fncontlnently and the door slam
med behind him.
Thurston caught Jane and the VIC
let's ana the violet chinons in his arms,
eTushIng them close.
1--WE don't have to say it; we know"
he declared exultingly.
Yes" said Jane with laugh that
was more than half sob, but we
wanted a chance to say it anyhow"
A bit of coal fell from the fire to the
hearth with tiny crash.
"was that step in the hall?" MUIR
INJURED Jane But she did not move.
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