The pioneer express. [volume] (Pembina, Dakota [N.D.]) 1883-1928, 1908-01-10

He put his work aside and went out.
He hesitated as to where he should
go, and then suddenly he made up his
mind to go to Remington. He
wouldn't call at The Winery. He had
made up his mind not to enter the
house again while May was there. A
meeting would be awkward for him
perhaps painful for her.
But when he got to Kensington he
turned his steps in the direction of
Mrs. Cheney's house.
He stood on the opposite side of the
way and felt ashamed of himself
There was no light in Mays sitting
room. He supposed she was out.
Then he was annoyed with himself
for having come. He had obeyed an
impulse. and it was sweet to be so
near where she lived.
What would May think If she came
along and saw him standing watching
the house like spy?
The door of The Winery opened and
he stepped quickly into the shadow
He felt the hot blood rush to his
cheeks and felt exceedingly mean.
He was doing something of which
he was ashamed.
But the person who came out of the
house was only 'Tunia. He wondered
if she would cross the road and see
him, and. if she did, what he should
say to her to account for his presence
Fortunately 'Tunia kept on the 9TH
er side of the street.
At the corner she met policeman
and stopped to talk to him. Frank
remembered that 'Tunia's young man
was on the force, and smiled.
But he felt that he was occupying a
| position that was without dignity and
open to misinterpretation.
So, with sigh and a parting glance
,, at The Winery and Mays darkened
window, he walked away in the oppo-
site direction to that which TUNA
had taken.
He had reached the top of the road
and was turning off toward the broad
thoroughfare through which the buses
and the tram cars ran when he caught
sight of familiar figure coming to-
ward him.
1t was May. Hv had recognized her.
She might have recognized him.
To turn back, if she had done so,
would be an action she might misin-
terpret. So, with his heart beating
| quickly he went forward.
May had not seen him, for she start
ed as he came up to her and uttered a
little cry.
Miss Wilson," said Frank, IL
hear you've had trouble. was intend
ing to call at The Winery and ask YOU
May l say how sorry l am?"
you are very good" stammered
May, land I thank YOU"
Frank looked at the pale face of the
woman he loved, and he saw the color
come into her cheeks beneath his
gaze.
He hesitated moment. May did
not move away.
He put out his hand "May 1 tell
you how sincerely sympathize with
! you in your sorrow?"
May took the proffered hand in
hers. "Yes-l-I-am grateful for
your sympathy"
at is near relative you have lost,
hear?"
Eyes"
Obeying an overpowering impulse,
the young man bent forward and look.
ed earnestly into the eyes that were
| lifted to his.
| Miss Wilson-May-is it."
She drew her hand quickly from his
| and dropped her head.
YES"
81 have no right to say anything
further than I have said. But if in
time you will let me resume the
friendship that 1 valued so much, l
shall be happier man than l have
been since we parted. Good night"
He did not wait for reply He
felt that it would not be right for him
to do SO. He took Mays hand in his
and pressed it, then walked slowly
away.
May stood for a moment and looked
at him. Then the tears came into her
eyes.
And they were not tears of sorrow.
The past had been misery and des
pair. The past was dead. Before the
way lay yet life Of happiness and
love.