Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1909-01-15

i YOU KNEW Ii, hh BALL.
Go the fields and to. the woods all
afame with red and gold and breathe
Gods sunshine in freedom and con
tent.
And just then she met Roger Roove.
my, but it's good to see you back
again!'' he said. Are you on your
way to the settlement"
Eyes" Ruth stated, ''for the last
time"
He looked at her in surprise. "For
the last time! WhyT"
ooh, it's such an eternal grind trying
to drag people up who want to stay
down and trying to keep children clean
who want to be dirty, trying to push
back waves Of the sea with a broom"
"Why, Ruth"-his tone showed his
intense Observation-Disclosures you left
us in the spring you were an optimist,
and now you have come back a pessi-
mist! l believe you are joking"
mo. I'm not" Ruth declared. I'm
IN dead earnest. THIS summer I've
been living up among the hills. and ]
Will 10 kO Ddth-4 WdAl W 81 baNh
and forget the city and these hideous
streets. After all, why am l response
BILE? why should not l live a life Of
ease as we'll as other people2"
He shook his head.
Don't expect me to answer" he
awfully. And you might as well tell
me what 1t is. because I'm going to
find out If you don't"
"WeIl If you must know" said Ruth
slowly, 1--WE had a proposal"
He glanced at her quickly. and his
face took on graver lines.
"Then you're ip love?" he asked
quietly.
"T'm not sure" Ruth reflected,
whether I'm In love, butch. we
can't talk about it here, Roger!"
mo; it is pretty public" he admit
ted. but l haven't any classes for an
hour or two, so why can't we have
lunch together In the settlement cof
fee house?"
The coffee house, quaint and com
Portable, with its Russian coppers
glowing red against the dark wood. its
smooth brick tiles, its somber tables
and chairs, brought forth an exclama
ton from Ruth.
Its so good to be at home again.
she said as Roger drew out a chair for
her by the window and took a seal
opposite.
$50 you think of 1t as homer he
asked, his dark eyes reading her spar
king face.
"Oh"-her eyes grew s~tartled-'I be
lieve dol A minute ago l was so de-
pressed, and now-I think 1t is the
spirit of the place that rests one, Rog
er-to feel that these poor foreigners
can come here and find something fla
milar in a strange land of strange Gus
TOMS"
Roger smiled thoughtfully as he con.
suited the menu. But about that pro.
posal," he reminded her.
"Oh. yesr' Ruth slipped off hel
gloves and folded her hands before
her on the bare table. 'The-the mar
is rich, Roger. He has two automo
OllcS anu a tOunlIy pAdSC uh0 q uOuSe
in town. and-and he sent me a box OF
candy nearly every day, and flowers
and books. and drove me through the
country in his big car and-oh, / had
the time of my life, Rogerw
The man eyed her a little wistfully
"Tm glad you had such a good time
he said, "but-but we shall hate to lost
you from here"
but you can't blame me-" she saiC
feverishly. Surely you can't blame
me, Roger. I'm young, and I've giver
the FIVE years since l left college t
work among the poor people of this
neighborhood. and my heart has beer
In 1t, and I've been glad to do II, bu'
now-oh, / want something Of ease anC
beauty and brightnessl'
He tried to speak lightly.
"You have earned it." he said, "ano
of course the man is-Prince Charm
ing"
Ruth shook her head "No: that
the trouble" she faltered. Hes no