The Spokane press. [volume] (Spokane, Wash.) 1902-1939, 1907-04-05
THE OLD GAME THAT WORKED

Her eyes quivered and fell before
his steady blue ones. although she
had always said that she despised
the woman who would act so. She
had always believed in a love that
was calm and unafraid.
She hadn't taken into account
eyes like his, deep blue, command
ing eyes, SO different from those
soft brown eyes of the man next
door, another of her suitors.
The love of both men had arrived
at that stage of harassing doubt;
the desire to know whether she
loved in return. She knew that be-
fore long she must decide. The
love of the blue eyed man was i'm
petuous. not to be lightly thrown
aside, yet just now, as he gazed at
her, how alluring seemed the soft
brown eyes of the other man.
In the moment of hesitancy she
dropped her eyes and gave a de-
cided no to the blue eyed pleader.
She looked so enhancing in gown
Of soft, creamy lace that the dis
appointed one was minded to act
LOchinvar up-tO-date, especially as
he saw the brown eyed sutton ap-
preaching.
1t was at the weekly reception OF
the Anchor club and she was now
departing on the arm of the brown
eyed one, temporary victor at
least, How awful, thought the blue
eyed one, if his rival should bear
her off for life. Something must be
done. and done quickly. Then the
foolish scheme entered his head.
AS the dance progressed she was
seldom left alone. and the moon
light veranda and grounds were as
tempting as the ball room. When
the moon was shining its brightest
the blue eyed mans turn came, and
instead of a waltz he suggested
short spin in the auto, down the
road where others had preceded
them.
She readily agreed, and the pleas
ure it gave him almost betrayed
him the chance he had planned for.
Softly, smoothly, they glided, gayly
talking, for a distance of several
blocks, then back, when he sug-
gested another turn. The fresh
evening breeze was enchanting and
she agreed without protest. A long,
smooth, shining street was before
them, and in the beauty of the
night she failed to notice the great
speed they were going or that they
were approaching the suburbs.
He had grown very silent, no.
ticing which she laid her hand
upon his arm and said close to
his ear, as the wind and the ma
chine both roared: isn't it going
dreadfully fast?"
It's running away he yelled
though his voice sounded dim and
| faint.
At this she uttered a faint cry
and crept a little closer TO him.
But despite the runaway machine
he managed to throw protecting
arm around her. Each knew that
| at the end of the road lay the river
at the foot of high bluff.
"Is there nothing to help?" she
cried. wildly grasping his arm
| tighter.
Nothing, darling. Nothing, un
less a miracle happens he con
| tinued to shout. although his voice
sounded as II q mile distant.
| He noticed that she did not re
sent the endearing name he hat
Just called her, but he was no
ready for the miracle. Not unit
the bluff was reached, when 1t DC
Cured suddenly by the huge ma
chine endeavoring to climb thu
curb as it lurched sideways.
Both were hurled forward vic
iently, the nose of the auto runninI
into some underbrush growing be
side the road, The wheels turne'
laboriously for second or so, thel