Montour American. (Danville, Pa.) 1866-1920, 1907-12-19

sire shuft ana mauy nappv nours ne
snt iW'slde her with her head on hla
shoulder. while he rad aloud one
day as The twilight approached she
lenned ovef aud yiused the book that
he was reading
Jack. dear. you have not told mo
that you loved me
why. Eleanor. huw can you say
that u was the last thing said last
evening when your mother turned me
out"
y remember now. but that was yes
terlay.' she said M she nestled closer
to him. THAT was whole twenty
four hours ngo."
Dear heart" he said. With = smile.
''as each twenty four hours elapse I
love you that much more. You know
That dear. and ! don't see why We
have 20 volt untll you get entirely
we'll Why not be married quietly.
right here IN this little room. where we
have been 80 happy with each other.
aud let the nurse YOU back a. health ="
why, Jack. you selfish mani Not
have wedding. no bridesmaids aud
no long, white satin dress with a
train oh. how could you even sug.
gest IT. But II you want me TO | will.
dear, for when you go far away from
me the whole light seems to 20 out
of my life and it's been dark such a
long time"
Jacks answer was TO take her In his
strong arms aud hold her close TO his
heart for a moment as he whispered
Darling
Jack" Eleanor murmured, Il want
to ask you a question that has been
on my mind ever since | regained con.
sciousness. wanted to ask mother,
but feared to worry her. But IL you
will hold me tight | will ask you"
What is 1t, dearw answered Jack.
"Who shot me" And her eyes closed
As she asked the dreaded question.
'The poor count did not do it
happened to be coming up the grounds
that night as he left you, and | stop
ped to watch him. He walked dowr
the front steps and sauntered over tC
the big elm tree at the south end oi
the grounds. when from the bushes the
form OF woman appeared, and in al
instant she leveled a pistol and shot
at him. She missed him and the bullet
struck you. 1t all came out in a few
days. 1t has since come to light thai
the woman was his wife, whom he de
serted In Germany"
"Oh, Jack! What suffering tha
wicked man has causedT
"Yes. But he opened my eyes t,
how precious you were to me. ha(
taken you for granted, dear, not as {
special blessing. We men are 81
selfish"
mot you, Jack" she murmured as
his arms closed around her.
American Names.
If we have some growing sense of 6
desire to touch with poetry the terml
nology of our American towns, W.
have succeeded so far only in securing
a slightly picnic grove atmosphere sucl
as is given off by Lakewood or River
| side. The rich sentimentalism of tht
| ledl tStdle uedIeI Has uOue "utJ
| could, considering the hurry he is in
| If we have a new manufacturing sub
urb, the chances are we shall be too
lazlly and tlatly patriotic, call it Lin
! coin and be done with it, or too crude
| ly romantic, In which case the secre
tary of the company will report to tn,
directors that he has had the plac,
incorporated as Ivanhoe. With the
slightest dash of poetry in his soul h,
might keep true to the strenuous char
acter of the place, with all its prospec
| tive labor agitations, and at the samt
time give tinge of beauty to the sit
uation forever by calling 1t Fretley, oil
If it is place where hammers are tC
ring Fl morning to night why no
| call \ Stroke instead of naming f
Smithville after the present chic
stockholder in the concern?-Atlantic