The Yale expositor., 1907-05-10

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was his church and an old-fashioned
social was in progress. Rachel had
always said she hated that form OF
dissipation and had been confirmed
to escape deacons, revivals and So
Gals.
Yes" she was saying. 81 am so
glad l came. l realize how much you
must enjoy meeting your butcher and
grocer socially. In fact. believe
every grocer in town belongs to this
church. In this way marketing gets
to be about the same thing as morn
ing call. and one gets two things ac%
complished at once"
Rachel you are simply trying to
make me NAL Why is it that you al
ways show me your worst side? IL
loved you less l would have stopped
loving you long ago. AS to these peo-
pie. they are my people. They were
good to me before you came into my
life. | wanted you to know them be-
fore we were married because you
will want to come here with me some
times afterwards"
She leaned back in her chair and
vaguely watched the people. They
were a vast herd to her. for she was
hopelessly tired of these people. Then
she was sorry she had been so dis
agreeable to Harry for she really was
fond of him, but she was little tired
Of him. too. He was a good deal like
these people, after all, and this re-
semblance had angered her uncon-
sciously. Why should she marry him
anyhow? He was the finest man in
Webster. but he was so much like the
rest of them. Her thoughts were wan
dering in this way when suddenly, as
if drawn by a great unknown force,
she saw directly opposite at the other
end of the room man half concealed
in the shadow. She watched him
some time before she realized fully
that they both had lost everything
about them and were looking straight
into each others eyes. 1t seemed like
an epoch in her life before she came
back into the world at the sound of
Harry's voice.
me for keeping you so long. Come,
Wen so now"
She got up YEARLY.
Harry, tell me. who is that man
with light hair standing just across
the ROOM she asked indifferently as
he helped her on with her coat.
why, that's John Martain, the son
of the blacksmith who was arrested
not long ago for forging another mans
name to a check. You may remem-
Der. But the sons a pretty decent
sort. and I've heard that he is 50 per
cent. the perfect physical man."
AS they went out the door she saw
a man look hungrily after her and was
conscious of his gaze long after she
left the church.
When she reached her room she
hurried into her dressing gown and
stared into the fire until long after
midnight. Vaguely, as was her wont,
she dreamed, but there was a new
hero in her dreams tonight. He was
very tall and blond, with the strength
of an athlete. or as man who had
mauled rails. In the midst of her
freight dreaming she suddenly
laughed? Was she really bit in love
with this young tough? She had
thought for an instant that she had
seen his soul by way of his beautiful
eyes. But would she had seen his
soul had he been less handsome?
Was il. after all. the splendid physical
man that had attracted? Perhaps 1t
was the combination.
TIE next morning found her bag
gard and then she remembered. The
whole thing seemed like bad dream.
Rachel always did the marketing, but
on this particular morning she bought
things the family never ate. She was
In the butcher shop when the man
who had been disturbing her dreams
for ten hours walked in. He didn't
look at her, but as he passed his coat
ran through her. When he had gone
out she saw at her feet tiny wad of
paper. She blushed like guilty
schoolgirl as she stopped to pick ii
up. All the way home the scrap of
paper was clenched tightly in her
hand and when she finally smoothed 1t
out she saw few words nervously
scrawled in pencil.
Meet me at Lovers Leap at three
this afternoon. For Gods sake don't
fail me-"
There was nothing to signify who
wrote II. She was breathless when
she finished reading it. The surprising
nerve Of the man appalled, her. OF
course there would be no question
about going. 1t was ridiculous that
she. Rachel Whiting. should have such
a note written to her. but then there
was no positive proof that 1t was
meant for her-but she needed no
proof. She had rebuked one of the
maids for meeting a common man and