The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1906-03-15
THE PRINCETON UNIONS THURSDAY, MARCH Is, 1906.

no one will ever know. (And yet, you see
know them after all.) For your sake
because you love him, I will not even cal
him unworthy.
have heard-from one who told unwill.
ingly-the story Of the night two wears
ago when the play ran so terribly high
and how in the morning when they wen,
away all were poorer except one-thei1
host; how Mr.. Gray had nothing left in
the world and owed my father great
sum, which was to be paid in twenty-fou1
hours; how you took everything you had
saved in the years of hard work at youl
profession and borrowed the rest on your
word and brought it to my father tina,
afternoon; how, when you had paid your
[ friends debt, you asked my father not tC
play with Mr. Gray again, and my father
made that his excuse to send you a chal.
lenge. You laughed at the challenge
and you could afford to laugh at it.
But this is all shame, shame for Robert
Carewe's daughter. It seems to me that
should hide and not lift my head; that T.
being of my fathers blood, could neve,
look you in the face again. 1t is so un.
speakably painful and ugly. I think OF
my fathers stiff pride and his look Of the
eagle-and he still plays with your friend
almost always "successfully! And your
friend still comes to play! But I will not
speak of that side of it.
Mr.. Gray has made you poor, but
know it was not that which made YOU
come seeking him last night, when ]
found you there in the hall. 1t was fol
his sake you came-and you went away
for mine. Now that know, at last-nov
that have heard what your life has beer
(and, oh, I heard so much more than
have written D-now that my eyes have
been opened to see you as you are, am
proud and glad and humble that I car
believe that you felt a friendship for me
strong enough to have made you go SOL
my sake" You will write to me just once
won't you?-and tell me if there was any
error in what listened to, but you must
not como to the garden. Now that ]
know you cannot meet you clandestine.
ly again. It would hurt the dignity which
7 feel in you now and my own poor dig.
nity-such as it is! have been earnestly
warned of the danger to you. Besides
you must let me test myself. I am all
futtering and frightened and excited
You will obey me, won't you? Do not
come until I send for you.
ELIZABETH CAREWE
MI Gray, occupied with his toilet
about noon, heard his partner descend
ing to the Office with heavy step, and
issued from his sroom to call a hearty
greeting. Tom looked back over his
shoulder and replied cheerily, though
with a certain embarrassment, but
Crailey, catching sight Of his face, ut
tered sharp ejaculation and came
down to him.
"Why, what's the matter, Tom ?
You're not going to be sick?''
"Tm all right, never feary' Tom
laughed, evading the others eye. "I'm
ero;rc, ont r., thu oo,,,+r1, IN cor,oo b,,c;
ness, and dare say shall not be back
for couple of days. 1t will be all up
and down the county," a .8a.
Cant go for you? You don't look
able''- =,
"No, no. It's something I'll have to
attend to myself" a.4s
"Ah, I suppose" said Crailey gently,
II suppose it's important and you
couldn't trust me to handle it. Well
God knows you're right! I've shown
you often enough how incompetent I
am to do anything but write jingles!"
'You do some more of them-Without
the whisky, Crailey. They're worth
more than all the having that Gray &
Vanrevel have ever done or ever will
do. 1Goodby-and be kind to- your
SELF .......... .E a..
He descended to the first landing, and
then, ooh, Crailey," he called with the
air Of having forgotten something he
had meant to say. u.s.
eyes, Tom?" ... -,
''This morning at the postofice I
found letter addressed to me. open
ed it and"- He hesitated, and IN
easily shifted his weight from one foot
to the other with a feeble, deprecatory
laugh. Fl.
eyes, what Of it," ..... g
swell, there seemed to be a mistake
I think it must have been meant for
you. Somehow, she-she's picked up a
good many wrong impressions, and,
Lord knows how, but she's mixed our
names up and-and I've left the letter
for you. It's on my table," ,-.
He turned and, calling final good
by over his shoulder, went Gathering
noisily down to the street and vanish
ed from Crailey's sight. r.
Noon found Tom far out on the Ma
tional road, crealzing along over the
yellow dust in light wagon.
He stopped at every farmhouse and
oah;n and w11o7o tho vor1no r,,o,, .1yorI-