Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1905-10-08

i OH will moi cen lenIise Yourself
by going there, de:r:" Mrs ''ranston
said excitetily.
"Yon may call it that if you Ike" re-
torted the girl. turning as she was
thrusting batpin into place behind
her head. II am going to explain why
he has not heard from me-
'Oh daughter. don't. don't! Think
Of your family. of me. Of your father
''l'll think Of you whcp have more
time" replied tie girl. I'm goins
strais ht TO George Buckley now. Motif
er. l respect Linn. | honor him more
than any man alive. love him Yes.
love him with all my heart and SOU.
and 'm simply furious at the way you
have treated us"
&"You don't mean that you wouit.
actually marry him. Lydia Cranston,"
!. We'll. you just let him give me the
J Nance and see if | won't. I'd rather
live on bread and wafer With him than
with the ricl est nian the srn ever
shone on. There. are YOU satisfied
You and father have been trea ting rne
like child. with 10 regard for my
feelings. but now that YOU have dared
to interfere through me with George
Buckley's rights as an American citi-
zen, intercepting his letters when hs
lay at deaths door, treating him as II
he were dog We'll YOU have simply
forced me to do 10Y duty"
Lydia. danghter''- Rut the girl HAD
turned into the hail and was walking
rapidly across the i..wn toward tho
gate.
She went directly to Hillyer's aouss.
Hortense was in the yard gathering
flowers and greeted her with SUI
prised smile as she came toward h.r
across the grass.
"Hortense," said Lydia tensely. Il
want to see George. May II"
why, yes, of course said Hortense.
II have just left him. came after
these flowers for lis room. 90 right
mp; it's the first door on the left at
the head of the stairs Oh. Lydia. NJ
= 20 glad you came; it is very good OF
you; it will make him so happy. Ever
since he was hurt he bas''-
"Oh, l know. but it wasn't my fault;
that's what l want to explain
The door of Georges room was open.
His face was turned from Lydia as she
entered tue loom and he dia rot look
toward her. thinking it was Hortense
returning With the flowers 1t was not
till she stood over him. her burning
glance Of sympathy on him. that he
looked u; then be flushed and started
TO sit erect
Don't, don't George" she cried. and
she laid heg hand softly on his brow
and gently pusl Cd him back on his pill
low.
Its kind Of you to come" be said
II really was not--not eXpectin2that
~
No; ! know YOU We're not looking for
ne, George, Xnd ! wonder what you
have thought O: ne Eve come to ex
plain and beg Non to forgive me. ani
not quite as bad as seem. George,
i. did no, ka,N of the shooting till we
q returned from Atlanta ! heard the
danger was over. but ! at Gl ce wrote
YOU q letter. | have Just discovered
Mat mo, her intercepted II. Not hear
II ing from you. wrote another. 1T also
h was intercepted but. not knowing that,
SAsJ took your s.ience to mc,,i' that you
INSNisLe Ell Al, to be over between us.
sS s Buckley was staring at Ia ilN, lily.
S ESSE "Wh Gid .rol Wrlte?' lie asked.
|s$& She was s,ieut: the warm color Was
S Rounting into her tine ia, t, hel eyes
IN kere downcASt.
alS"Dont You want me- tu &nGW now
Shat the letters cont:i:neu!' he ques
I'M bned gently.
aaas'I-I Coat see how ! can tell you
Gorge, un.,'ss'- Size r;.t..,td
3HS II Unless" ne p:omEt"., the fire OF
I'M bpe almost afiainc in dis cyeS3'un
ks:''
8sk3 You Sec she sad. 4 don't know
MI NV you feel about nee right now, ant
NH ben ! wrote i N:ts ,.lsle:' the mem
IN n of what you said t!at night in AT
VI hta''
could never change. Lydia. l love
NJ ll with all ms life and soul. l an
as &Amishing for O;.e !ittie word of hope
|zN SOm you. Did your lltters"-
318H&I told YOU frankly II the first one
le nOrge that loved you, that | wa'
ss| s Rc,l of the way | WAS being tre".e
a Nome and that if y1n wanted me /,
E me to you in spite of ali the worls
n consider ~ SO the luckiest WON
|a aalive to be Your lie, hn, when yoi
sY& not answer k.; u az re WAS some
iS2 stake, so l wre;} 4.her note tel,
nm YOU | had received no reply &nl
ia II if did not get one Id take it tia
M III wished everything over hetwee.
Oh, George, have been very un
'ag Yppy! | never realized how much
red yon till knew you were lyin.
"A xre wounded. and r. She covere,
fSt face with her hands and began Il
Ss! Is softly. He re:ched out and drew
III iSor hands down and held them, while
feasted his eyes on hers
cd bless yo.. ,jttle woman" b.
mi I'D. lit seems like u dream. tan
elise that ycu are here telling me yo'