The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1908-08-08

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bright and entertaining to . stupid
creature like himself And Kitty!
She was gloriously rewarded for her
pains. He listened to her every word
with keen, almost eager. attention. He
laughed 1t her witticiSms; he looked
serious when she talked "sepae." and
he did not hesitate to disagree whole
aomely with her when she tested him
las he thousht) with numerous falla,
cies.
The acquaintance developed rapidly,
from friendship to intimacy, from In.
timacy to the inevitable. In . month
the JIG was up with young Hilson.
Fool-liks, he told himself, he had gone
to work and toppled hsad,first In love
with girl whom he could never hope
to make bis wife. He was only an OBJ
scure lawyer. struggling for foothold,
while she was already woman "a
nous In more than one continent!
There had been times when he almost
believed she half responded to bis
feelings; but at others. realiying her
folly. had swiftly drawn back, aloof
and cold as the north star.
One day he paid desperate visit to
his friend, Mrs. Martin Bradbury He
looked white and haggard when she
entered the parlor and she could not
repress little cry of establishment.
Heavens. Bobbie! Whatever has
come over your"
Since ! came here for the express
purpose Of taking you into my conf
dence." he said vehemently, I'll tell
you. First, why did you ever intro
duce her to met" He had dropped into
the chair she indicated and was
staring gloomily at the wall.
Her"
Certainly. II I'd never known her,
of course I shouldn't have loved her.
Now I've got to get out before make
fool of myself"
why don't you marry herr" sug-
gested Mrs. Bradbury calmly, whose
matchmaking eye had been wide open
for the past four weeks.
Marry her! Good Lord, you don't
suppose woman like that would
would look at me. do your"
Mrs. Bradbury was not so sure but
that she had seen her look at him.
my dear boy" she was about to be-
gin, when . fresh. girlish voice inter
polated from the hallway: Where are
you. Mrs. Bradbury! Shall come
right ln?"
Bobbie Hilson cast an appealing
glance into the other woman's face.
II can't meet her now; get me some
where, quick" he seemed to say.
Mrs. Bradbury pushed him summar-
| lily into closet piled up with books
and magazines. and he sank down
breathlessly on q box in the dark.
Kitty laid her parasol on one chair
and threw herself dejectedly into an
other I've come to tell you good by.
Mrs. Bradbury" she said. I'm leaving
for Seattle tonight"
Mrs. Bradbury permitted her care
fully penciled brows to express only
casual surprise.
Why SO suddenly" she asked
We'll. you see, Mrs. Bradbury,
! don't mind telling you. because know
you. can respect Q confidence. But the
fact ia ] was never cut out for a
scnbbler, and I've realized 1t In time
l am Just an everyday simpleton who
has been ridiculous enough to go and
lose her senses"
And so-you are going to be mar.
ried?" the other Queried sagely.
NO; I am not The mamie really
cares for me, l believe-has been hor-
ribly deceived. For some fateful rea-
SON he has gotten the idea that am
. celebrated parsonage like himself
masquerading under a nom de plume.
OF course II he knew that was only
. poor little would-bs he'd never even
glance my way That's the hard part
Of It,"
Who are you talking about. Kitty!'
who? Who should, be talking
about Robbie Hilson? In letters. Ter.
rell Brakeman"
At this juncture young Hilson per-
mitted his restraint to snap ssunder,
and the closet door creaked ominous-
ly. II could not find the magazine"
he apologized quickly, hopping his
wet face with handkerchief In either
hand.
Kitty had risen with little startled
cry and was hiding her blood-scorched
cheeks with her hands. Mrs. Brad.
bury had vanished into thin air. Bob
Bile Hilson looked at the girl suddenly
with the look that no woman ever mis-
understands, and few ever resist,
/ In . moment. he came quite up to
her and stood looking down upon her
with glowing eyes; then he stopped
abruptly and took her hands In his.
Il never was anybody In my life.'
ne said, but just Z poor. ploddins
lawyer. But I'll make up In devotion
what lack In geniuS IL you win only
Jet met"
Il thought all along that you were
Terrell Blaksman," abe replied. trem
ulously. s
"And II thought you were-Felt
ella Belknap," he answered.
Good gracious. Robbie Hilson! 10
licia Belknap 10 . hideoui old maid
thank Heaven for that" cried
Bobbie. And hs took her in his arms
Came to Collect Fortune.
IT Jess drifted In from Arkansas.