Shiner gazette. [volume] (Shiner, Tex.) 1893-current, 1907-11-21


managing editor had confidence in
his ability to select the wheat from
the chaf' He laid down his paper
and began opening his letters,
The song he was humming died on
his lips. He sat upright ana
stared at a letter he held in his
hand 1t read as follows:
Baner Office, New York City
Dear Sir
| anu directed by the managing
editor to advise you that your
services are no longer required. En-
closed find check in payment of
your salary TO date.
Respectfully,
.s.4 j, Martin Miller,
Asst Managing Editor.
To Fred Rockwell, Esq.
He rose from his chair and rap
idly paced the room, while great
beads of perspiration stood out on
his forehead. What had he done
to merit such humiliation The
idea that it might be a practical
Joke for a moment found Judgment
in his thoughts. but he quickly dis
missed the hallucinaion. Again he
took mp the paper and re-read the
article, Tie endeavored to think
logically of some solution to the
problem.
He wanted the TRUTH" he solilo
qlized, " and | will stake my life
that there is not sentence in this
article but that is true. In only
way, perhaps it might almost be
regarded as an advertisement for
the West, yet it is news, and not
nearly as strong as it might have
been, and still he within, the bounds
of truth. The same is equally
true as to what ] have said in re
gard to the, agricultural and other
resources of Waterville. If it was
not satisfactory, why did he pub
fish it?" he asked himself.
His only consolation was to wait
for a letter of explanation
Oh. well, " he unused, "unhap-
piness at best is only disease that
cannot flourish in healthy brain.
and Worrying will not help the sit
uation -
He figured over his check book,
and found he had, all told, some
thing over six thousand dollars to
his credit, besides the four thous
and dollars he had that evening
given to Mr., Hilliard.
He sat by his window, which
was open, and let the cool night
breeze battle his throbbing and
heated brain, as he considered the
ACCESSIBILITY of returning at once
to New York and demanding an
explanation.
Such a course would take him
away from Gold Valley, from the
Shonbar, and yes from Ruth. Tt
began to dawn upon him that he
was in love with this wild flower
lof the hills.
Loe, after all, is a wonderful
thing compound, an elixir. It is
new creation from things that
are old It's mysterious ingredi-
ents come from the earth, from
air, from sea-from the soft, sweet
smell of earth and rain; from the
air, redolent with the perfume OF
bursting buds, of falling petals
from over-ripe roses, from the
singing sea-shell of vastnes and
mystery all these, and glints of
sunshine from heaven, even parti-
cles of heaven itself, are brewed
together in the crucible of the heart
by that yelled alchcmist whose
presence is felt, but seen not. and
when brewed Alright, behold a new
potency comes forth radiantly re
sistless, gloriously gentle, and ut
terly unselfish, yet determined and
deathless. And this is life's best,
uniting two souls into one Civ
ing double strength to each.
Doubt had flown out of the
window, and only certainty re+
manned with Fred He loved Ruth
and loved her we'll Yes, there
was no mistake. He wondered if
this little maid of the mountains
had ever thought him capable of
such dolatry as he was beginning
to entertain for her. And then,
what Of the futre?
Should a man mary woman to
whom he gives idolatrous lover Can