The Butler weekly times. (Butler, Mo.) 1881-1918, 1905-11-23
LOVES LATER DREAM
THE REALISM OF TO-DAY.
BY s. z KIsER.

benlno lnem the cluDnouse FADED IN
the darkness, and In front the broad,
smooth road stretcheda away through the
rapidly gathering gloom.
Suddenly something went wrong with
the steering gear and he brought the
automobile to q standstill at the side Of
the road. After he had made q hasty
examination he stood up and shook his
head, saying:
Il can't discover that anything Is the
matter. suppose John could find out
in minute whether 1t is all right or not,
II he we're here"
But John isn't here" the lady replied.
"and It is getting rather late"
Il am aware Of those two pleasing
facts" he answered. See how beauti-
fully the stars are coming out"
WAS your chauffeur really taken iii"
she asked, "or did you tell me a fib
about him?"
II think he was takeIill. 1.-The wasn't
he might have been. was afraid TO
trust him. Why do you think would
tell you fibf"
ut had occurred to me that you might
have desired to ride back alone with
but don't you think you can find out the
trouble and fix it,"
He got into the seat with her. They
were on little Travelled part of the road.
Woods stretched away on both sides of
them, and the lights Of farmhouse half
mile away we're the only things then
visible to indicate that he and she were
not In the world alone.
II have confession to make, he said,
looking eagerly into her beautiful face
and permitting himself to fall COM
pletely under the delicious charm Of her
presence; do you care to hear it,"
DO you think ought to hear it," she
asked, permitting one OF her hands to
rest lightly upon his knee.
why do you ask that? Look at the
stars above us. Do we know what they
are? We are told that they are other
worlds. They may be, but who knows
that we shall ever reach any of them,
or that we shall ever have another
chance to search for happiness after we
have finished this life? There is but one
thing we are sure Of and that Is that
we are here now, and that happiness
may be ours II we will but claim It. The
chance is presented teus- Can We afford
to throw it away"
She returned his eager look and drew
a long. deep sigh.
Shall we" he went on. give the GER
tainty OF the present for a gamblers
chance on the future? You know why
wished TO be here alone with you Are
you sorry | left my man behind?"
'No, no; it can never be" she cried.
Say" he urged, that may at least
hope. Tell me, darling, that"
"Please-please," she begged. put
ting her arms around his neck, do not
call me that-yet. You have not the
right, you know"
"Oh. yes, know know he an
swered, after their lips had met in long
soul-thrilling kiss. why could we not
have known each other long ago? But
what do We care. sweethe 1t. for"
Dearest, you mus. not kiss me
again, nor call me your sweetheart" she
protested, drawing herself away from
him. LET us be strong-let us be
brave. We must do nothing to sacrifice
the esteem of our friends. We"
"Why should we worry about our
friends?" he demanded. "Our happi-
ness is all that should concern us now.
Promise. my souls treasure, that you
will come to me-"
Again their lips met, and he held her
long. crushed against his breast.
May | hope?" he pleaded. as her
cheek lay against his and she permitted
him to softly stroke her smooth, ROUND
chin.
eyes," she whispered, 81 will tele-
graph for accommodations at Sioux
Falls tomorrow. But how are you 60
ing to get yours?",
Let me see?" he unused. "Ah, have
1t. will push her downstairs, and she
can get 1t on the charge of cruelty
They started on again, and as the
scent Of gasoline spread out behind them
she cuddled closely to him, saying:
BE careful, Harry, not to hurt her
She is a sweet little thing, and in the
years to come 1t would pain me deeply
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