The Idaho Springs siftings-news., 1908-06-27

now raised between them. sefy
| moved away. Maids should not cavil
even at oiled hair-so early In their
l. courtship, More fascination was
neeced-perhaps only a soft eoong
word.
"You-you wouldn't like that
would ?''-still meekly
MOI" Seffy answered. puzzled ny
Sunday coat would git creased"
My sleeve did"
She inspected a soiled sleeve-in
the ray from the hall-which had nc
spot on it.
Il don't care for the sleeve. It'll
wash out. But Sam-he sees
every
She laughed and was about TO
plunge recklessly back into his arms.
But her hair was beautiful! And she
had made it more SO for him. He
must see it. She plunged further into
the ray from the hall lamp instead and
flung it forward about her face. 1t
clung and clustered there like an
aureole. Seffy, in his brief life, he
thought, had seen nothing more di-
vine. She looked saucily up at him
out OF the tops OF her eyes. His Adora-
ton made her very happy.
There, amt that nicer than
yourn?" She buried her fingers In the
splendid mass. and pushed it into
further disorder until it lay close
shining about her face.
"Oh. Sally" said Seffy. approaching
her as II she were some goddess,
wear it that way always"
The alien thing was gone! They
were in rapport once more!
They'd have me in an asylum in
no time. But"
invite her back and she came with a
low reckless laugh. The wild sheaf OF
her hair lodged again close under his
chin. He recklessly thrust his face
into it. Its perfume in his nostrils
and its movement against his skin
were ineffable. He kissed 1t. Again
it was the strange fashion Of the
cavalier-in those kisses! Wherp did
he learn it?
"Oh. Sally. wear it always sol" he
begged again. And-good heavens
he put his lips down upon 1t once
more.
Just when you come to see me. -
murmured Sally to the lapel a his
coat
"Sally-Sally, you are an angel"
said Seffy.
And this one little word which came
to dull Seffy SO happily out Of his ia.
vorite song made the coquette very
serious.
Not an angel, seffy. sef-seny." +"
she said with her head little down.
Il don't think you would like me to be
such. I'm not. Angels never laugh,
you know-nor love. And I want to
do lot OF both. But-but-Seffy, I'd
like to be something very nice-tc
you. What is the incest thing a girl
can be to you?"
"A sister," ventured Seffy. who had
never had one.
Sally shivered, then laughed. But
she took herself away from Se6y.
The Pressed temper famed . mo
ment. and certain words began to form
in her mind like Fool" and Got"
and Damn" For. l think l haven't
told you that Sally sometimes swore-
in extreme circumstances. Her father
had done so.
She spoke with that trife OF hard
brutality which came out now and
then.
You know what they say at the
store-that l flirt and am not nice in
other ways, and they're right. But l
40 h~ ~
sister-Quite. Ugh, And, you
know. one thing they say is true-my
temper. Look out for that! You must
always take time to forgive me and let
me ask to be forgiven
Now, l beg to ask you whether an
amende was ever more delicious-con-
sidering that much OF what she said
to and for Seffy was meant to and for
herself alone? Indeed before she got
through with it, it had affected her
quite as il Seffy had pleaded it, and
her voice sank to its pretty mezzo.
then quivered bit. and she under
stood that was answering herself:
"Seffy, am awfully sorry"
For what. Sally?" asked Seffy.
Seffy. dull Seffy, really did not know
for what. But there is something
which God gives the dull, as well as
the sprightly witted. that outleaps
words to comfort sorrow. And this
Seffy had abundantly. 1t first ex-
pressed itself in the strong young arms
which again closed in utter silence
upon the sorrowing one.
Presently (perhaps you have not
forgotten how 1t isD in the same ST.
lence, Seffy's lips found hers-not as
the victor pounces upon the spoil of
his conquest-but slowly, uncertainty,
unconfidently-as II the lips were a
saints relics; and Sally waited, not
as she had waited before, but in the
knowledge that her hour had come,