Lewiston evening teller. [volume] (Lewiston, Idaho) 1903-1911, 1907-12-27

Lie crew ueep 7.C1-n. us eyes
were on her face. trying to read it in
the dimness. Then. 81 am not cub
boy, Miss Dallas"
You won't stay away" she persist
ed. You'll come"
IF I'm judging right. mustn't. I'm
I'm sorry"
'Sorry-just sorryr'
He strobe back and forth few times.
"Why-why. Miss Dallas. you must
understand that a man can't-when q
girl Well, it d be low for me to talk
about it, that's about and out low"
Something stirred her powerfully
then-something she combated and con-
cealed from him by touch of appar-
Ient anger. There's nothing low about
It," she said. "a man ought to be
proud. Oh" as he was about to reply,
'you don't know how she's felt She's
been sick over 1t, white anc sad, and
at night she'd cry"
He WINGED ...
And you're Just sorryV
When did you find this outr'
That day you drove Matthews
away She told me-"
He walked about again. II can't see
why she does" he unused pathetically.
Il can't remember doing anything"
But you've been so good to us-even
after the way dad acted-guarded out
here and sent that land office man
down from Bismarck"-
He made protesting gesture.
"Pshaw!"
oh, yes, you did And why? Why F?
If you don't care
y long silence followed. During it
she watched him, her very attitude i'm
ploring. while he continued to pace.
AZ ut once he stopped determinedly
II There's reason" he said, why
can't do what you ask-come to see
Marylyn and-and all that"
Dad? All, he's got to think like
me-"
No, not your father"
"Maybe"-the bitterness of Mrs.
Cummings slight ilnpelled it-"maybe
you don't think she's good enough"
Dallas, no, no" He put out hand
to der.
She retreated.
There's a reason" He let his arm
fan. And 1t is fair and square. I'm
proud of 1t, too. and You must hear
it" His tone was significant. tender.
~ Tint of his meaning suggested it.
SELF to her. Then | want to know it."
Az Eai..
LINT intenl to tell YOU" he began,
Il 'cast for awhile When | was at
" back last made up ny mind it
oH!dn't do any good. sail to my
af. You keep quiet. But'-ite pi,ick
~. "a his hat ana sent ii Will ing IL
4 %un--"i guess you'll have to kno y
y, Dallas. the rea Oils OIL.
a":" The question was Il cry.
I.1!Hlsbury waited, standing worry
.t,;A before Der. Then. reaching ont
agan, he touched her hand. You.
he sPld quietly.
Again she retreated.
Please don't 60" he begged. 81 want
to tell you more. and want YOU to
say you believe me- You must believe
me-"
There was another long silence.
Presently he went back and picked up
his hat and gun. Il know just where
1t puts you," he said, "but, just the
same, love you"
He was certain now that he had
earned her displeasure. When he
spoke again 1t was as one who accepts
a sad finality. Il love you, and
want you. I hoped you might think a
little of me some day, for / believe
could make you happy. so it was dis
to find out that you hadn't
thought of me that way; that you
were figuring on seeing me take Mary
lyn."
II never had much idea of marrying,
but when | saw you that first time
when you came in through the door,
you remember-why. then | began to
think. Couldn't help it," He put on
his hat and lifted the gun to his Shout
der. II even wrote mother about you,"
he said.
He was unprepared for the answer
she gave him. for it was an answer.
speaking, she buried her face
In the curve of her arm and, as If
seized with an ague, began to trembIe.
Dallas" he whispered tenderly.
''Oh, my dear girl! I'm so glad! So
glad! You will-you do?"
But he found himself pleading into
space.
Ito Be Continued