Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1908-10-16

MIST loi am gong TO Holt0n that's
several stations beyond Blakenham.
Another eupg Was the first all right !?
on Were always faddv about your tea
He--1es, but You We're always good
teamaker. Queer situation this. Won
and | getting into the same carriage.
loud nave flown miles TO have avoided
me if you could.
she-How could | have done other
wise?
Ie-How indeedg But now that fate
mas brought us together couldn't we
give each other hearing?
She-There's nothing to hear. The
evidence was so strong against YOU +
couldn't but believe the story and you
never denied it.
He-No. ! didn't think ! need tell my
own wife | was innocent. If she couldn't
DeileVe me against the most overwhelm-
ing evidence | was too proud to Justify
myself. | daresay | was wrong.
She looking up startled)-I think
you We're very wrong.
He-And then you know you said so
many cruel things at the time. One
can't forget.
She--i only said what / thought you
deserved.
He-You told me that apart from that
scandal we were unsuited TO each other.
that | should never satisfy all the many
sides of your character.
She-Oh. surely | didn't say that?
He-Ies, you did, and lots more; and
every word You said hurt like a knife
e-Why didn't you forget??
He-Ome doesn't forget when one has
had it well rubbed in that one has
spoilt someone's life.
She ASHAMED, covering her face with
her hands oh, Jack, spare me- To
think that could ever have been a
shrewish little beast like that. Oh. of
course we could never have patched it
up after that
He-Wel1, you We're rather hard on
one, but please don't be unhappy, Maud.
| was perhaps wrong to suggest talking
it over, and now I'm going to try to for
get that two people so absolutely I'M
suited ever knew each other before Let
us imagine this is our first meeting
Can't we turn tragedy into comedy 7?
Our lives are just touching each other
for an hour; can't we think of it that
way? Ito himself) / want to see little
Maud smile in the old way.
She (smilingl-As you like, Jack; we
won't rake up the past since it can't be
mended
HeSince it can't be mended. (Sighs;
a pause.) Do you know, it feels like a
little oasis in the desert sitting here
with you.
She eagerly Then is the rest of
your life a desert?
He-I suppose you'd say it's only nv
deserts I'm getting.
She laughing a little1 oh, don't do
it, Jack.
They talk on, taking no thought of
time, getting closer to each other in
spirit. At last the train draws up at
junction about 6:30)
He--Great Scott! Heaton Benstable.
Then we've passed Blakenham and
there's no train back tonight
She What will you do? Hire trap
here to take YOU back?
He with decision Mo. I'll see you
safely as far as HoIton first. TRAIN
goes on.l / want every minute of the
oasis, you see, and after that--oh, well,
I'll manage TO get back somehow into
the desert
She Its been rather a nice green
little oasis, hasn't it. jack?
He-Yes, but they often turn out to
be mirage. Anyway it viii be some
thing refreshing to look back upon
(rather sadly, like any other mirage.
She taking her courage in both
hands But why should it be mirage?
Only few minutes now and we 90 out
OF each others lives, perhaps forever.
Couldn't We prolong the oasis? Quick
~ and nervously.) The terminus is Fer
bingham, sweet little place by the sea.
Couldn't we both 90 on there together?
He-What and prolong the oasis for
three days at Ferringham- on Sea
bitterly No thanks. You've not for
gotten how to be cruel, Maud.
She livery agitated oh, Jack, no!
Won't you understand? ITO herself.)
We're just at Holton; it's now or never
tAloudl If anythings to be said it's
who have to say it this time Brave
ly and with sudden inspiration) Oh,
Jack, don't you see I'm proposing to
you? | didn't mean three days. meant
forever ii YOU can put up with me.
He (breathlessly) Maud! You don't
mean it,
She-Yes, Jack. every word l was
mad to believe that story, and the
strange part was that | loved you all
along in spite of it. Forgive mel
Here an unexpected twitching of
the corners of Maud's mouth
prevents her going on. He stops
the twitehing in the only way that
suggests itself. Train draws up at
Holton. Enter guard.)
Guard--Holton, madam. I've put your
luggage out.
He En- well, you can put it back
again. The lady is going on to Ferring-
ham Sea. Her luggage was labeled
wrong.--Alice $. Packard in the Tatler.
Cough Cure.
Tho brilliant and learned Harry Van