Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1906-03-01

anter topic. and when the men were alone with their cigars Peabody ,:ro- les>ly rcmaried lin going to .i., Ann back wi.h t,c f >le'l. -o. ! d-,..'t like the idea 6. tlS }oui.. .estel. ( t9:'..=s.. her inc all thi> filthy }HM7H NHt l found hHr living in a }5& ral.n with au Irish family nice people. hut no place fer her
 That's tl4e singular part uf it. She seems to enjoy it She wrote Jo3tnotte from up there pretty ra-l!larLy. alG ~ir. oat and cut satd she HI;a=3 it, Anl sine is @tH IS q lrd-e shes Isl ~an.e- -ot her fat-Inevpr saw lWr lacking filter"
 Pcah1 =, rH@#e,l '%illp k changed. can't g1ite make ont why or how. she was like ! school&irl t3r spirits lazt night. Do you suppose it'> the high altitrdc:7
 NJ de9r chao. I suspect 1t is q man. and fcar t is }iunr,. said Barnett.
 T hope nat, for hey sake. i 'I do, too. and fer your sake: but I've seen too many Wo9"H 9 to pieces in i that way to feel @Mv assurance It wouldn't have been So bad if she'd talk oil up with Raymond for he is fine fellow aside from his present stand: bet there, again. llc was too respectful, too near her own type It needed a wild dcvi! like this cowboy captain to stir her inn ginati9u"
 2eahody's cigar W;s broken between his fingers. Don. you scare me-
 Barnett. having fairly crushed his friend. HOW tried t1 c-iIniort him. All this may bc d 4yrsl lg diagnosis and l hope it is. but fl We're y3a l would go 10 hct, sa:l& ;s:a Wgi,,.s tt.st would startIe her. She l4la.i$ the strong hand.
 Peabody rese, aI! tie ,..s.2zic.51 lines of his faee lost iii I i,.,.s.ji, If doJ.tt and hesitation.
 Ann WoHuefe,l Ut 9.le cf1all.se ia Tea body, but had Ho chance ; =s.i-s..sl5 t0 him for sone uIia&te>, for q eD&it.e Of young men Were detailing their stern plans for invading SkyIoNu.
 The large library W;lo so3! flied with people who had heard of Aims return from tE2 peak. and the girl Was profoundly amused to find herself talk en for q fount of wisdom concerning the miners war and their denlaltis. The feeling against the camp was say age and the men Were loud in dcnun- i citation of the governor of the state, who had refused to order out the m;li- ti;t, "Iie is as bad as Munro, an ab- | It1t1 Whose strident voice dominated all the i others
 One by one the guests dropped away. and at last only the Barnetts and Ann and Peabody were left in the library
 At Il signal from Mrs. Barnett Don Sauntered out of the room as if on some errand and forgot to return. A few moments she too, begged to be eX- cused flor moment and was seen no more.
 Both Ann and Peabody understood these actions, but as he was intent on making an appeal to her and she knew there was no escape from it they faced each other with tensity of emotion which seemed impossible moment before
 Ann broke the silence. "How indel- icate of them!'
 How considerate, say I, for l want to talk with you," he hurried on. "l want you to go back with me, Ann, as my wife I can't go back alone. I have missed you horribly. Dear girl, answer me, are you ready to go:"
 Ann remained silent, her mind run ming over for the hundredth time the advantages, the duties involved, while his plea proceeded, earnest and manly, but leaving her cold. It permitted her to calculate, to criticise. He had much to give her. He was man of large income, of unquestioned power, and his home was spacious. She liked him, she respected him very highly, she ad- mired him, but
 The girls dream was not yet faded out of her soul. She hoped-faintly, foolishly hoped-for return of the glow, the mystery, the flooding, trans forming power of a love that was more than respect, more than honor and ad- miration.
 She found herself saying: "I know, Wayne. we seem suited to each other all our friends would say so-but I'm not so sure of it. It is silly in me, but l an still wanting to be sure. l don't care for you as I ought to do. I'm no longer a schoolgirl; l know what mar riage means, and unless can feel diff ferently from the way do now l shall not marry"
 Have you met any one else who rouses this other-emotionT
 She flushed. II don't know. I am not sure"
 He sank back in his chair, heavy and inert The muscles of his cheeks droop- ed, giving him the aspect of man of fifty. Don't throw yourself away Ann, for Gods sake, assert your con- mon sense! If you cannot come to my home, don't waste your beauty, your culture, on some savage. It hurts me to see you out here living among these