The Spanish Fork press. [volume] (Spanish Fork, Utah) 1902-current, 1907-08-22

LOOKS that way now" interposed
Henderson, as they moved off toward
the car. He regarded her quizzically
for an instant. THE wedding VIII
doubtless proceed, anyway" he sus
gested banteringlS.
"But--but you?
unfortunately ! am unable to at
tend | had expected doing so up TO
couple OF days ago; but business
exigencies, you know"
Miss Rasdale looked at him with
wide, questioning eyes "What--the
bridegroom" she exclaimed, as they
stepped aboard the car Dear me,
what are we coming to?'
"Oh, the bridegroom's all right, |
gucss-as bridegrooms GO he an.
swered. with an amused smile.
II really don't understand"
Henderson laughed heartily But
you would If you knew old Dick as
wei as | do
odd Dick? But isn't that your name
Richard Henderson,"
"To my everlasting sorrow. | must
confess it, We are, as it happens,
brothers children, and we both at one
time hailed from Pittsburg. You see,
it was pretty tough on me when ! had
to fall heir to all the bills and duns,
while Dick came in for most of the
good things. Still'-he smiled in a
way that made his gray eyes look very
pleasant indeed-'I shall have to adj
init that both of us enjoyed some pref
ty narrow escapes, to be exact"
Miss Rasdale watched the flying
buildings with an odd light in her
Irish-blue eyes. Her face had relaxed
its tense expression, and curious
little smile--the first for many day
-fliciyered about her lips. Somehow
things looked remarkably changed In
the past FIVE minutes. But then, the
and perfect food of sunshine threw
It's prodigal spendor of gold over the
earth.
Soon the car slid to a standstill at
their stopping place. and in silence
they stepped down on the pavement;
| dONn q bAt1D NH VIII a quaint
washed fence running past--she should
never forget those details to her dy
| Ing day-through several stuffy rooms
and out onto a thronged platform
! just in time to see the swaying end OF
the last coach disappear below dis
tant incline!
| Miss Rasdale turned nonplussed
eyes up to her companion, There
you don't think there's another could
get in timer" she questioned family
Not in time for the weddlng-no.
! "Heavens-what in the world shall
| do? / wonder when the train back
will leave here?"
! 81 could easily find that out for
you. But really, don't you think II
would be better for you to wait over
a day? You knew my sister Anna al
school. She's married and living here
now Shed be delighted to have you
| stop with her, | know. Come home
with us, and let's watch the old year
die together? Surely that would be q
better way than travelling all night on
| disagreeable train"
Miss Rasdale hesitated. The pros
pect was certainly alluring, but
II don't intend to take no for ar
answer Wen just get into this car
riage that's driving up now
She allowed herself to be led. with
out resistance, and helped to seat IL
the carriage. and without resistance
or regret-to be whirled away over the
smooth gravel.
Once, wnen she thought he wa.
looking the other way, she stole sur
reptitious glance into Henderson:
! face, but the quick look he flashed
back revealed something in the gray
black eyes she could not mistake. ant
broke down the pretense between then
all at once.
Viola" he said laying his hand fol-
a moment over hers, after months O.
misery and silence and doubt--almos
despair-Fate, 1t seems, has merciful
ly thrust you across my path. 1t ism
day of miracles, and surely thi!
must mean something. want you t.
tell me. here and now, the reason TO
your sudden coldness-the abrup
cessation of your letters--the return
of mine, unopened"
Miss Rasdale broke into a little I'm
certain laugh that bore a swift sug
gestion of tears in its transcience. ="
Its too ridiculous" she jerked out
coloring furiously "but-but wheI
Maize wrote me that she was to MARI,
Mr.. Richard Hen"
Henderson laughed outright, Agar
the under dog!" He bent toward he
suddenly then-so close that his warn
breath lifted the fine hair from he
temples. Viola he began pleading
ly, after what has happened, W,
really oughtn't to take a second risk
There is but one thing to do. ism
there, dear? We can be married il
time to see this unlucky old yea
pass out of existence, and go bacl
home on our wedding trip Dick might
by some untoward chance, succeed II
| getting annihilated i'm a railroa,