The Sauk Centre herald., 1907-06-13

He rose, confused and incoherent, as
full of denial as detected pickpocket.
"I don't! Me admire? What? It's an
ornery world" he protested. 81 don't
admire any human that ever livedv'
Eyes, you do," she persisted. "Tve
Just proved it. But that is the least of
your secret The great thing is this
you admire Mr.. LoudenY'
81 never heard such nonsense" he
continued to protest, at the same time
moving down the walk toward the
gate, leaning heavily on his stick.
'Nothin' of the kind. There amt any
logic to that kind of an argument, nor
no reason
You see, l understand your she
called after him. "I'm sorry you go
away in the bitterness of being found
out"
Found out!' His stick ceased for a
moment to tap the cement "Pooh!"
he calculated uneasily. There was a
pause, followed by malevolent
chuckle. "At any rate" he said, with
joy in the afterthought, you'll never
60 walkin' with him again.
came, after time, sadly. Perhaps
you are right. Perhaps shall not"
''Ha, I thought SO! Good night"
Good night, Mr.. Arp
She turned toward the lighted house.
Through the windows nearest her she
could see Mamie, seated in the ia
miliar chair, following with happy and
hn Of xrh
was pacing up and down the room.
The town was deadly quiet; Ariel could
hear the sound of footsteps perhaps
block away. She went to the gate and
gazed a long time into the empty
street, watching the yellow grains of
light sieved through the naples from
the arc lights on the corner moving to
and fro in the deep shadow as the
lamp swung slightly in the night air.
Somewhere not far away the peace
was broken by the screams of par
lor organ," which honked and walled
in pious agonies (the intention was
hymnaD, interminably protracting each
spasm. Presently a wOman's voice
outdid the organ, a voice which made
vivid the picture of the woman who
owned it and the plowed forehead of
her above the nose glasses when the
'grace notes" were proudly given
birth. Rescue the Perishing" was the
startlingly appropriate selection, rem
dered with inconceivable lingering up
on each syllable-"Roos-cyoo the Poor
oosh-oongw At unexpected intervals
two male voices, evidently belonging
to men who had contracted the habit
Of holding tin in their mouths, joined
the lady in a thorough search for the
lost chord.
naan for an hour or SO. The organ
was merely inaugural. Across the
street piano sounded. Firm, en-
phatic, determined vocal competition
with the instrument here also; Rock
Of Ages" the incentive. Another piano /
presently followed suit in a neighbor- +
ing house-''Precious Jewels" More .
distant, second organ was heard. /
Other pianos, other organs, took up
other themes, and, as wakeful pup
py's barking will go over village at
night, stirring first the nearer dogs to
give voice, these in turn stimulating
those farther away to join, one pass
ing the excitement on to another, until
hounds in farmyards far beyond the
town contribute to the long distance
conversation, even so did Rescue the
Perishing'' enliven the greater part of
Canaan.
1t was this that made Ariel realize
thing of which hitherto she had not
been able to convince herself-that she
was actually once more in the town {
where she had spent her long ago girl
hood, now grown to seem the girlhOOd
Of some other person. 1t was true her
foot was on her native heath and her
name was Ariel Tabor-the very name
of the girl who had shared the towns
disapproval with Joe Louden! Rescue
the Perishing' brought it all back to
her, and she listened to these sharply
familiar rites of the Canaanite Sab
bath evening with shiver of pain.
She turned from the gate to go into
the house, heard Eugene's voice at the
door and paused. He was saying good
night to Mamie.
"And please say 'au revoir' to Miss
Tabor for me-" he added, peering out
under his hand 81 don't know where
she can have gone"
Probably she came in and went to
her room," said Mamie
"Don't forget to tell her 'au revoir.'"
II won't, dear. Good nightp'
"Good night" She lifted her face,
and he kissed her perfunctorily. Then
he came down the steps and went
slowly toward the gate, looking about
him into the darkness as If searching
for something. But Ariel had fed
away from the path of light that led
from the open door.
She skinned noiselessly across the
lawn and paused at the side of tie
house, leaning against the veranda,
where, on night long past, a boy had
hid and girl had wept. A small
creaking sound fell upon her ear, and
she made out an ungaiuly figure ap-
preaching, wheeling something Of Gu
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