The Twin Falls times. [volume] (Twin Falls, Idaho) 1905-1916, 1908-04-30

NODlo. SDOG IMAM. ell O love YOU
at distance! Will yyou kindly ex-
plain?"
'Why. there must have been some
reason why he couldn't declare him
self His great heart bore the load
without permitting me to share it,"
s'Then why didn't he keep on bear
ing it without mixing you mp in this
way?"
HE knew a woman's nature. l wish
you knew it as well. A woman re-
ceives her greatest compliment in the
love of good man.
you mean a noble, good man. Don't
leave out the noble.'
This man must have been D noble.
good, self sacrificing man.
where does the self sacrifice come
IMP
"Why. If he had told me of his love
l would have loved him. We couldn't
marry and
How do you know you couldn't?" 4
"Why, what other reason would there
be for his not
Lots of 'em. The chances are he
w HIiiScth sosts IN OpiDly COlilC SuO
driver who once drove you somewhere
or
Joseph
''More likely a common sailor, with
his arms and breast tattooed with an
chors"
"You are simply showing your envy
Of one who was doubtless your SUI
perior"
AT any rate, I'd have more sense
than to keep my love a secret till
few minutes before was to be launch
ed for Kingdom come"
"You haven't that nobility Of soul to
understand this mans nature. He
would not speak till what he said
would not make me suffer-till 1t
would be only sweet for woman to
hear
Mobility Of soul, en-? I haven't no
bility of soul And this man-how do
you know he had a soul at all? How
do you know he isn't myth? Some
body may have been playing a joke
on you"
sOne who would play such a joke
would have as little soul as the myth
he created
Joseph looked sorely troubled
"It seems to me-" he said presently,
that rival has sprung up-a blood
less, spiritual, heavenly, noble, good,
unselfsh"-
Heroic
Heroic. Any more?"
"Why do you sheer at him."
"Im not sneering at him. He's sim
ply manufactured man, one who has
been built up out Of pure sentiment,
with sentimental arms, legs, head,
hands"
"Who created him? Not 1! l never
ard last message"
"At any rate, he has replaced ne.
I'm going to say farewell. I'm going
to give way to your ideal hero.'
"Iou should strive to be like him."
Like him! Do you suppose I'd wish
to be like man of tissue paper, with
nothing inside Of him but gas? Ee
isn't even gas He's vacuum
There's no substance in the angels
"There are different kinds Of angels"
II do believe you hate him."
81! Hate him! I'm perfectly indifser-
ent to him, confound himv'
The girl burst into a merry laugh.
She laughed for five minutes. holding
her sides, then tried to say something,
5u. she was interrupted by another in
voluntary peel Of laughter Finally.
it, fx.-
say:
Joe, this Isl
ats certainly no laughing matter"
Eyes, it is, stupid"
Stupid! It's well that stupid man
should give way to a little tin god"
'Joe, the next time you send me a
message from the dead do have sense
enough to write it on paper that
won't recognize as your own"
The expression Of mingled fierceness
and misery on Joe's face gradually
faded away and gave place to one Of
shamefacedness and relief
did you recognize the 2aperw j
asked.
How could help it since I'VE tony
of it upstarsY
"And the writing?"
Scarcely at all disguised. knew it
In a minute. How came you to do
such thing?'
'Well, Charlie Baker said that girl
would fall in love with pf4n made
out Of sentiment quicker than with one
Of flesh and blood. though I'd try
It on you. won't try it ag *Tou
pretty nearly scared me to deaAs
IRENE G. ADAMS.