The Washburn times. [volume] (Washburn, Wis.) 1896-1976, 1909-11-18
FOR EVER.

ooh, the lips, and the hair, and the
eyes of you, girl!"-he kissed each il
turn. "God knows have nothing tx
offer you,'' he added sadly, "but-"
.'But love- said the girl softly, will
shining eyes.
':-and COTTAGE finished the man
All! why wasn't | born rich, dear, SC
that 1 could have given you"
diamonds, instead of stars" In
terrupted the girl. "Ah, well, i don't
care so long as I've got you"
Darling" whispered the man.
So they married, and the gods lent
them a corner of Mount Olympus fol
their honeymoon; and even when they
came down from the clouds and found
themselves on solid earth again they
were divinely happy in their semi-de-
tached eight-roomed suburban villa fol-
/ six months. Then the unexpected hap
pened. An uncle of the girl died and
left her 100000. They were to be rich
| at last. But the man was not pleased
The money was not his. And he didn't
want her. to be rich at anybody else's ex-
pense. The girl, however, was quite
naturally delighted.
'You always wanted to be rich.''
II never said / wanted to be rich
womans husband" he retorted u
want to give you the good things of
life; don't want you to give them to
me-"
sBut it's the same thing" she pro-
tested.
The man refused to meet the love in
her eyes.
81 don't wish you to accept this
money. You said yourself once money
wasn't everything"
"And you that it meant great deal, 2
the girl reminded him. Il want to see
exactly what it does mean. We can al
ways come back to this-if we don't
like it."
'sNeverl'' retorted the man decisively.
eve can never come back to anything
in life. We must always 60 forward"
"Why, that's better still, isn't it?'
r
A vision of white and gold, sheen of
silk, froth of tulle, came smiling down
the stairs. Standing within the study
door a man watched her descent with
hard. miserable eyes. As she set slim,
satin-shod foot upon the last stair be
stepped forward.
ut can't go on, this life,", he found
himself telling her savagely. Its killing,
it's degrading it's loathsome!'
GLOW stupid you are, jim! can't
help being rich. You might just as well
be sensible and accept the position
s'Pll be hanged if l will! It's come to
this, Madge. Either you give up this
cursed money Or
"Yes?' queried the girl coldly.
st go!" he shouted. He had not
meant to say this thing.
'sThe car is at the door, madam" an
nounced a footman.
The vision of white and gold finished
pulling on her long gloves and rose lam
guidly Il hope, DEAR" she said sweet
", ..'that, next time / see you, you won't
be Lewis Waller kind of person, work
ing up for a third-act curtain"
As matter of fact, the next time
she saw him he was working as COM
mon laborer down at the docks. for
hardly had her electric car whirled her
away that night than he slammed the
front door behind him and strobe into
the world in the clothes he stood up in
and nothing in his pockets but his pride,
for of private means he had none, and
at her urgent request he had given up
his modest clerkship when they moved.
The superintendent at the docks stared
when one day an imperious lady swept
into his office and asked to see one of
the hands.
He came sullenly. Both hands out
stretched, she went to him.
slim, can't live without you. Come
back" she pleaded.
He saw that the months that had
swept between them had aged her. He
was moved.
Not so long as there is this cursed
gold between u.s." he told her. "But
get rid of it, and I'll come back to you"
She recoiled from him. She loved
of glorious ease. She could not give it
all up.
Keep your cursed money" he told
her brutally, s'but you won't keep me-"
Several times she came after Always
he refused her; inally-"What's the use
of you coming?'' he asked her bllntly.
II don't want you. You only want your
money. Besides, it's too late now.
There's a girl" he paused.
Weeping, she sought the superintend-
ent.
Dismiss him." she pleaded, "then he
will have to come back to me-"
The chief 'hesitated- his foreman
spoke highly of him-but finally, he
gave in.
Long she waited! But he never came!
Three years later, in a beggar in the
street who stared hard into her face, she
recognized him.
"Jim!" she cried.
He turned his bloodshot eyes upon her.
you" he said bitterly. Course
you! was happy, was man again
till you had me turned off at the works.
Thanks to you, the woman loved died
in Misery
''You are ill., said the woman gently.
"Come home and will nurse you back
to health, JIM
"Home!" he retorted savagely.
She shrank back, appalled, before the
hatred in his eyes; one last effort she
made.
'Ah, Jim, remember that you once
said you would love me for ever" she
cried the hot tears stung her
eyelids.
No answer he vouchsafed her, only
deliberately he put out his hand and put
her out of his path as he had done out
of his life.