The Cooperstown courier. (Cooperstown, Griggs Co., N.D.) 1902-1913, 1905-10-12

She read t over and over 1t partly i'm
pressed, partly puzzled her. 1t wasn't
bit like Aylette.
Three days later there came another
astonishing missive.
That time Molly read seriously.
Again the tone Of the letter puzzled her.
and she wondered If he had not received
herrejection before writing, and thought
it strange that he did not mention 1t.
Men in love are such FOOLS" said
Molly, and, taking the two letters, she
went over to see her dearest chum, Mar
tina, and consult with her about it. Mar
tina read the letters, and then she said:
MOLLY, IL man ever wrote to me that
way I'd love him just in spite of myself. :"
I'm afraid I'm. beginning to like
him." said Molly. Maybe misjudged
him before" Then she wrote him a
kinder, sweeter reply, telling him that
she hardly knew her own heart-and to
come to her the moment he returned
from Richmond.
The following day there came another
letter, tenderer, more exalted, higher in
tone than the other, breathing the de-
spair of an unloved lover exalted by the
purity of his love.
And Molly was conquered. Il never
did like the man." she said to Martha.
II am afraid l lost the beauty Of his
character through my blindness. I'm
not sure I love him now, but I'm glad
these letters have opened my eyes and
shown me the depth of his love. Any
girl can learn to love man who loves
her that way"
Engaged But Not Happy.
So that night Molly Entrekin, in her
own boudoir, sat down and wrote her
first love letter, and became engaged to
Walter Aylette. For the first time in her
gay, happy, 10 years she looked seriously
upon love. Yet she was surprised to find
that she was not happy. She confessed
to Martha that she was uneasy.
There was no announcement of the en-
gagement. Two days after she accepted
Aylette by mail there came from him
another letter; so different that Molly's
uneasiness grew great. It was nice
letter, overflowing with rejoicing-but
there was something missing. Molly
felt that her surrender, her gift of her
sedf to the man who had seemed to de-
spair, was not received in quite the man.
ner she expected it. It seemed to her
that the man was gloating rather than
exalted by his victory.
All that night she was uneasy. She
felt that she had made mistake, and
she read and reread the first three let
tiers before she fell asleep, happy and
treasured. The thought came to her that
perhaps she loved the letters and not
the man, but she did not believe that art
could infuse such feeling into written
words.
The extmorning Molly came down to
breakfast late. She looked little wan
and pale, a little anxious. 1t was the day
thatAylette waste return to Baltimore;
the day on which for the first time Molly
was to surrender to the kisses of her
lover. She was reading the paper idls
while waiting for her coffee and orange
when suddenly her eye fell upon little
want ad." that made her gasp.
II knew 1t; I knew It," she said, half
aloud. ooh, the wretches!"
knew what? What wretches, sis?''
asked Bobbie.
Never mind, Bobbie. but want you
to go on an important errand right
away"
"All right; but say, sis, do I get some
of that candy Nick sent up last night?''
Eyes, all Of it. But I want you to
take note right away. It is important.
Everything depends on It,"