The Sauk Centre herald., 1908-07-16
table look to him then? The fare wa.

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were no coat and .,te with his. knife
yae mother wore calico wrapper
The younger children fought ant
threw scraps Of food across the table
When the supper dishes were
washed she read the lsiter again. II
it she could see bal two things; the
lack of any tende: Less toward her ane
the words: IF Reade should learn o.
the deal"
From the letter she cut the curt
opening words: Dear Amy" leaving
Drusill's explanation of the situation
She put the mutilated letter into ar
envelope, addressed it to Robert Readt
snd stamped it with a special deliv
cry stamp.
1t was almost time for the train t.
the city where the convention was tt
he held and where the politicians were
assembled. She went to the station
and mailed the letter on the train.
She walked home slowly. The ex
hilaration Of jealousy had passed ano
reaction was bringing remorse.
When she opened the front door she
was caught in pair of arms and held
close against mans breast.
Harry" she cried. Harry" She
pulled herself away and stood staring
at him. rs the convention over?"
she gasped.
NO, but l wanted to see you sc
much that L ran away for a little
while. l must go back in couple OF
hours. It's awful over there. Even the
air is polluted. l had to brace myself
by breath of pure atmosphere and
the sight of some one who really cares
for me-" His voice broke with lit
tie, boyish choke.
Amy stepped out of reach of his
arms. why didn't you tell me some
thing of that sort when you wrote to
me?" she demanded why didn't you
tell me that you were at least think
ing of me over there?''
why, l did, didn't I? You know
am always thinking of you. Didn't
say something about it in my letter."
mo, you didn't, but l don't care.
Oh, Harry, Harry, we must stop that
train. You must telegraph. Come,
quick. We must get that letter" She
was jerking the lapels of his coat up
and down and pulling him toward the
door.
But, Amy, wh-what in the
world"
TITS letter to Mr.. Reade," she
walled, and he mustn't have it. 1t
isn't too late, is it? I've ruined you.
Harry. I've betrayed you"
With sobs and broken, incoherent
words she told him what she had done.
The light died out of his face and he
looked old and careworn, but when
she dropped down before him and laid
her head on his knees, he picked her
up and held her close and comforted
her.
"Is it too late?" she asked, after
she had become quiet.
Il fear it is"
But the governor?"
Useless. He won't interfere. I'll
go back on the ten o'clock train. There
is still"a chance for me, but it's a slim
one"
The next morning a very pretty,
very frightened young woman was ad-
mitted to the private Office Of Gov.
Hayes. The governor received her
with gracious courtesy that opened
her heart, and she told him the story
of her treachery to Harry Drusill.
The governor was kindly man and
he had heard many tales of distress
and answered many prayers. For
women whom the storm and stress of
political life had battered and wounded
he had ever had ready and helpful
sympathy.
What can do for you?" he asked,
gently, after moments silence.
Nominate him."
The governor smiled. my dear,
young lady, what have l to do with
these local squabbles?"
Nothing, suppose, SIR" she said,
dolefully. But couldn't you take a
part just this one time? 1t means lit
tie to you and everything to him and
to me-"
do you think you'll make a good
wife for a political MANI" he asked,
abruptly.
The girl shook her head. mo, gov.
ernor. should be hindrance to hts
career. He could never trust me- He
would know that some day l might DO
tray him. I shall not marry him. I'm
not fit to. He forgave me and loves
me, but l shall not allow him to ruin
his prospects by marrying me-"
You're right" said the governor,
emphatically. 'I'll nominate him on
condition that you promise, swear, in
fact, not to marry him. He's bright
young fellow, and I want to him to
succeed. Will you promise?''
"Yes, sir. I'll do anything you say"
"And he is not to know that you Sc
cured his nomination for him."
mo, sir"
The governor drew a deep sigh of
satisfaction. You're all right, my
child. Marry your sweetheart and
don't again be jealous of girls of your
own imagination. I'll nominate him
for you"
After the happy and grateful girl
was gone the governor sat musing.
| Well he said to himself, "she will
make Drusill vote for everything