The herald-advance. (Milbank, S.D.) 1890-1922, 1908-10-09

They reached the end Of Chingford
Terrace at length, and she stopped alb
ruptly and held out her hand to him"
I'VE will say goodbye here" she
said, quietly.
And you have no word Of hope for
me?" he questioned. Think how ]
love YOU"
"You have honored me greatly" she
answered, land l am grateful, and !
shall never cease to be grateful as
long rs l live"
II Cont want your gratitude" he
interrupted; ut is your love l want"
III l cared for you as you say you
care for me, l could give no other
answer" she replied. do you think
| would place myself in a position to
be snubbed and scorned by your rela.
tives and looked down upon by your
friends? l may be the child of a
gambler, but I have, I trust, some self.
respect. l would rather die in a gar
ret than suffer the insults such a po'
sition would bring me-"
"No one should insult you in my
presence" he faltered.
please let us say no more she re-
piled. Il respect you too much-aye,
care for you too much to drag you
down with the weight of my fathers
sin. 1t is unfortunate we met; now
let us go u separate ways and for.
get each other"
you may forget" he said, bitterly
"for these things touch women light
ly, but men are made of different stuff
We do not love and forget in a day
She raised her eyes to his face foI
a moment, but she did not reply. Her
own face was very pale, and her lips
trembled slightly.
"And is this the end?" he questioned
at length.
1T is the end" she answered.
So they parted, and neither of them
gave a backward glance.
He %journeyed homeward through the
quiet streets, lost to everything but
the sense of his W bitter pain. Thu
very hopelessness of his love secmec
to increase it a h%undredfold. For the
moment all the interest was taken on
of life. What was the use of toilin
and striving and saving? The one
thing he desired above all other tn1ng-
and without which everything else
was of no account, was denied him
1t was sweet to love, no doubt, an
there gas a n in which love wa
its own reward. He knew he COZ
neve be again what he had been b.
fore Marion crossed his path. II
love for her had changed him great
ened him, and b~roadened his whc!
outlook upon life. But love to b
complete must be reciprocated. othe-
wise it is an eagle with a br2he,
wing that futters downward whom
longs to a
He sank into his chair whaN h.
reached his lodgings with a lon
drawn sigh. He felt weak ard t:va =
like one who had reached tie end O
a long journey, and found only san
where he had expected streams @
water.
There was no bitterness in his heart
as when Edith Tremayne transferred
her affections to another man. TIE
two experiences were not to be CON
pard, any more than The two women
were to be compared. Bitter as wa
the pain in his heart. he reverenced
Marion all the more for her decision
He made an honest effort to put him
self in her place. Perhaps if she loved
him as he loved her she would have
risked everything, but since her re
gard for him was only that of a friend
he could not be surprised at her de
cision.
His landlady brought him his usua'
supper of cocoa and bread and butter
He drank the ocoa. but the bread and
butter he did not touch.
Il shall get over it in time. I sun
pose," he said to himself, grimly, and
he turned out the light and went Off
to bed.
I'm glad tomorrow is Monday" he
reflected. Work is a good antidote
for most ills, and tomorrow I shall
have plenty to do"
He slept heavily toward morning
but was not very much refreshed.
Ito Be C%ontinued.)