Martinsburg statesman-democrat. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1906-1921, 1909-10-22

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"We'Il Find Way Yet. Mark Me, We
Will"
going to find out whose rose that Ia In
Charles book. Think of 1t! At his
age"
AT any age man is sure to have
something wrong with him If he never
purloins rose." / insisted. He Is
lacking In something as certainly as
the fellow who never sees rose on a
BUSH
There are plenty OF them who don't
know they grow on bushes" she said
quickly. They think they grow only
on pretty girls corsages."
/ placed her a chair and she sank
into it, but slipped quickly out to its
edge and sat perched there, looking at
me with her keen. eager old eyes.
Il came to talk to you about Bar
bara Hemingway she said at once.
This engagement of her to Ankony Is
monstrous. There can be but one
reason for it. and that is that Dan
has been getting himself into some sort
of trouble that she has to get him out
of, and could find no other way. Isn't
that it? You know of course"
II wish that l could tell you that
you are wrong" answered.
She nodded. II knew 1t. told my
self the minute heard it that there
don't ask you what he did. I don't
want to know. All I'm concerned in
is how to get them both out of their
difficulties. Dan is good boy, IL he
has been weak. I'm not excusing him,
mind you, but my heart is with him.
We are all assaiIable at times. Now
l may be adamant today and as soft
as a marshmaflow tomorrow Do you
see what I mean? Our moral nature
is just like our physical one: it has
its good and its bad days, and poor
Dan was tempted on bad one. That's
ALL But what / can't understand is
that he was willing to accept his good
name at such cost"
told her what knew then, and her
eyes frightened and her head nodded
all through the recital like that OF a
llILle HdTlDnette.
"Ah, that's what like to hear. MY
hope for the boy is restored. Wen
make fine man of him yet. But
and there was clouding of the fine
cyes-"but the engagement isn't
broken? What does that mean,"
THAT she loves Ankony," said I.
For an instant she stared at me,
speechless in the force of her amaze
ment, then she actually smiled in her
scorn.
"Oh, you meni You let a woman
make you believe whatever she wants
you to believe! I am provoked with
you, Mr.. Twining You are clever
enough about most things. How can
you be so easily put upon in this?"
You have only to see them togeth-
er. You know how much l would like
to believe otherwise"
1T were preposterous impossible
ty! She, Hemingway, to love him,
an Ankony! Bah, it's too absurd to
think of"
Love is an acrobat" reminded
her. trying to speak with some degree
of Iightness; he lands where you
least expect him to-"
"Oh, don't make your figures for
me! And don't try to hide from me
all that you feel. Come, let us cease
to be at cross-purposes."
Most willingly; but. granted that
you are right, what Is to be done?
You can't force her to admit to you
that she doesn't love him."
I've no mind to try to reach the
solution through her"
Dan can do nothing"
"Oh, quite understand that too"
"Then where do you expect to go
with your prayer?" ! asked.
She hesitated an instant.
Il think it isn't going to be pray
err" she said.
What can you threaten? Ankony
won't give her up. Besides. as ! told
| you, II she isn't happy she Is the most
consummate actress l have ever SEEN"
"Of course she is. Now you are
sensible in your deductions. Some
body says that Poverty is the mother
| Of all the arts. you know, but 1t isn't
so; it's Love who Is their mother, and
Barbara's skill at acting is born OF her
love for Dam"
| She leaned on her elbow and was
silent for little. her eyes vague and
| troubled.