The Spanish Fork press. [volume] (Spanish Fork, Utah) 1902-current, 1906-10-11

mind to definite action; and 20 times. !
of course. she had allowed her
thoughts to vacillate backward to the
old doubt, the old INDIGESTION. 1T is
so Supremacy ridiculous" she said to
herself, softly And the complaint
seems so absurd and so difficult to
form into words. / cant tell Robert
that he doesn't love me enough. His
alteration is too evident In his eyes
for me to doubt It, but I'm not mar
BILE image and | don't want TO be
adored as If were an angel. know
I'm not. / know I'm just ordinary
flesh and blood. but Robert doesn't
seem TO think So I've tried every
way ] can think of to convince him,
but it's no use"
Miss Hortense flung herself face
downward on the most tempting piece
of furniture in the room, burying her
pretty nose in the very middle OF
| pillow stuffed with fir balsam. She
| did not attempt to keep back the tears
| which forced themselves to her ador-
able blue eyes or to choke down the
sobs which convulsed throat as
dainty and fair as any models.
| What would Robert say IL he could
see me now?" she thought, a smile
like sunshine in the midst of summer
rain flashing across her face. Just
because we're both college bred, he
thinks he must act differently than
other people. And he was so ready
to believe my jest about the danger
of microbes in kissing, that I've never
been kissed once since we became
engaged. He says hugging's dem
onstration of parliamentary affection,
and laughs at holding hands as
something peculiar to the lower class
es Well, I'd just like to have little
rudimentary affection, and If some
body doesn't hold my hand pretty
soon, why, I'm just going slumming!
Having finished her cry, Miss Hor-
tense felt decidedly better. She sat
up and began to fling soft pillows
into new positions with athletic vigor.
"The idea." she exclaimed sharply.
81 don't see what makes Robert so
stiff and prim. He's good deal
like an old maid since he got those
horrid degrees of A. M and PHI. ID.
What good will they do him, anyway ?
He's got the money to have good
time without them; and If he hadn't 1t
now. he could share mine as soon as
we're married. ! guess dad will give
me enough for both. AS IL is, j can
truthfully say I'd rather have been
born without a silver spoon in my
mouth, If all the silver spoon Is go
ing to bring me is man gone daf'
against kissing and hugging and hold
ing hands. Being engaged to man
like that is what our Mamie would
call the raw limit"
Her brain formed a mental picture
of Robert Rouin, A. NJ, Phi. d., tall
and athletic of figure, clad in perfect
fitting evening clothes, just as she had
last seen him. Severity sat Centaur
like upon his Gibson-modeled face, but
It was the severity of thought.
! why" continued the girl. indig
nantly, cant he cast it off for a few
minutes when he is with me? He
loves me; ! don't doubt that. But Il
, is like the terrible admiration Of Zeus
, 1t is as If q god were making love tc
+. a mortal, half fearing to sully him
2 self by touching the inferior being
I I'm sure Robert hasn't that feeling
, but that's exactly what it's like"
, Miss Hortense recalled the fac
y that her unsatisfactory fance haC
won his varsity letter OF the foot
/. ball eleven. She also summoned t.
. mind several stories of his athletic
:. ability which had not little infiu
7 enced her decision when she had t.
p make up her mind whether to say ye
p or no to the great question whicl
a comes at least once to every girl.
Since his classmateg had sepa
. rated and scattered to The four col
;, ners of the earth, Robert Rouin,
: M, PHI D., had beer continually
though unconsciously, demonstratin
:, the difference which existed betwee
!, hiJ lqelf and Robert RoIin. right tackl
. of the varsity eleven. 1t was, pei
y hans. accounted for by the fact tina
. his mind had turned to newer an
- grayer channels; that he was cor
= fronted by obstacles of Infinitely grea
= er difficulty and moment; and tina
being always set and obstinate an
perseveringly stubborn In his way. b
WIS DOuHu w 'hN'A'
Now, what shall / writer Mis-
Hortense asked herself, dipping
ii pearl handled pen into the cut glas
1t ink well at ner right hand Sh
ID poised the pen above the paper fc
o moment undoubtedly. Then sh
3, laid it down carelessly, not notin
20 that she dropped it into box .
1t monogramed writing paper, ov'
le which an ink blot spread itself alarr
'r ingly.
ID 1T has come to the point asseI
Is ed the young lady, as if seeking
~ convince herself that her action W;
II perfectly just. lit has come to Il
s. point when | must break OFF this e
gagement: and it's so ridiculous, to
when love Robert, and he loves m
But the gist of the situation is tn
" we aren't fitted for each other. We
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