Mower County transcript., 1906-06-20

100000 In the bank: I did not have
even quarter OF that amount to nv
credit. There has been some mistake.
Our real estate agent expects tosrealize
on the home not earlier than Monday
Eerning In case it was not sold then.
he was to take up the note personally.
This is not his work, or should have
been notified" Then, with a burst of
grief: ''Betty, my poor Betty! How
can you forgive me? How can for
give myself!
"Father, am brave. Let us forget.
1t will be better so''
She kissed his hand and drew it
lovingly across her cheek. Then she
rose and moved toward the light She
studied the note carefully There was
nothing on it save Karloff's writing
and her fathers and the red imprint
of the banks cancellation. Out of the
window and beyond she saw James
? leading the horses to the watering
trough Her face suddenly grew
crimson with shame, and as suddenly
as it came the color faded. She folded
the note and absently tucked it into the
bosom of her Dress Then, as if
struck by some strange thought, her
figure grew tense and rigid against the
blue background Of the sky. The glow
which stole over her features this time
had no shame i'll it, and her eyes shone
like the waters of sunlit seas. It must
| never be; no it must never be.
1--WE shall make inquiries at the
bank" she said. "And do not be down.
cast, father, the worst is over. What
mlstaAes YOU nave made are forgotten.
The future looks bright to me'
Through innocent young eyes the
future is ever bright, but as we age
we find most of the sunshine or either
side, and we stand in the shadow be-
tween. Brave heart, l glory in your
courage. God will provide for you; He
will not let my shadow fall on you.
Yours shall be the Joy of living, mine
shall be the pain. God bless you!
wonder how I shall ever meet your
mothers accusing eyes?"
"Father, you must not dwell upon
this any longer; for my sake you
must not When everything is paid
there will be little left, enough till I
and my violin find something to do.
After all, the worlds applause must
be a fine thing. I can even now see
the criticisms in the great newspapers.
"A former young society woman, we'll
known in the fashionable circles OF
Washington, made her debut as a con-
v,1o In sohf ho &c Cfnn-
ming young person. "A young queen
of the diplomatic circles, here and
abroad, appeared in public as violin
list last night. She is a member OF the
most exclusive sets, and society was
out to do her homage 'One Of Wash
ington's brilliant young horsewomen,'
and so forth. Away down at the bot
tom of the column, somewhere, they
will add that play the violin rather
we'll for an amateur" In all her trial,
this was the one bitter expression, and
she was sorry for it the moment 1t
escaped her.
Happily her father was not listening.
He was wholly absorbed in the mystery
OF the Cancelled note.
She had mounted Jane and was gath
ering up the reins. while James
strapped on the saddle-hamper. This
done, he climbed into the saddle and
signified by touching his cap that all
was ready. So they rode forth in the
sweet freshness of that November al
ternoon. A steady wind was blowing,
the compact white clouds sailed swift
ly across the brilliant heavens, the
leaves whispered and f1uttered, hither
and thither, wherever the wind listed:
it was the day Of days. It was the last
ride, and fate owed them the compen-
sation of beautiful afternoon.
The last ride! Warburton's mouth
dropped. Never again to ride with her!
How the thought tightened his heart!
What a tug it was going to be to give
her up! But so it must be. He could
never face her gratitude. He must
disappear, like the good fairies in the
story-bool1s. If he left now, and she
found out what he had done, she would
always think kindly of him, even ten
derly. At twilight, when she took out
ueT V1Ollu duu p1dyeu SOlI WcdSuIcS,
perhaps a thought or two would be
given to him. After what had hap
pened-this contemplate masquerade
ing and the crisis through which her
father had just passed-it would be
impossible for her to love him. She
would always regard him with sus-
picion, as a witness of her innocent
shame
He recalled the two wooden plates
in the hamper. Whom was she going
to meet? Ah, we'll, what mattered it?
After to-day the abyss Of eternity
would yawn between them. How he
loved her! How he adored the ex-
quisite profile, the warm-tinted skin,
the shining hair! And he had
lost her! All, that last ride!
The girl was holding her head high
because her heart was full. No more
to ride on a bright morning, with the
wind rushing past her, bringing the