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The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1909-02-28

Pretty Close" he cried as Agatha
tremblingly descended from the cart
and Joined him. That -as one time
when the auto was not to blame for
a runaway"
''You were right" agreed Agatha.
"T''c black was too much for me.
What shall We do?"
take him home" suggested Cas-
well promptly. I'VE can do that
and get the lale in line f most
of the fun. You saw how could
go?"
ON that?" Agatha regarded the
rel runabout with an odd mixture OF
disgust and respect.
'In that" confirmed Caswell as he
removed the bit from the blacks
mouth and adjusted the halter he
found in the rear OF the cart. We
can tow this brute home and t. u
make up for lost me-"
He ran the car TO the road
and then led the horse through the
field, tying the halter to the rear Of
the car and helping Agatha in.
1t was a slow trip back % town
with the tired horse, but when he
had been put in his stall and the car
was once more clear of the village
CasweH put on the power again.
How do .ou like it?" he ques-
toned, when presently he helped her
to aiight in front of the pavilion in
which the dancing had Just begun.
s'I like it." she confessed reluct>
antly. ct didn't know it was such
fun to go so asst"
want to share the car-with
me?" asked Caswell, and Agatha
bIushed as she nodded her assent.
The runabout had won.
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ed great progress. So len Hugh
Pearson had come into her life, she
had said to him may" though her
outraged heart hr' cried aloud at
| the sacrifice.
She had grown thin and pale with
the stress of her emotions, anC she
had shuddered when her mother had
declared that a few weeks on the
farm would bring back the roses to
her cheeks. She had been sent to the
country a couple of weeks ahead of
time, and only she and Hugh knew
that practically she was going to her
doom.
During the half year that had
passed she had come to understand
many things, and The knew that she
never could come to care for Jim. He
had been her childish 1ero, because
he could do things so much better
than the other boys, but now that
she compared him to Hugh, she
knew that he could not stand the
test.
His non-appearance at the station
gave her a few hours grace, but ev-
cry nerve was tensely braced against
the time that jim should learn of her
arrival and come to claim his own.
The farm wagon ratified down the
dusty street and out on the country
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Margaret turned to her passionate
".
Yes, thank Cod" 7fe cried. ''Bess.
you don't know what / have gone
through with No one will ever know
what have suffered unless they, too,
have sold their lives for comfort and
wealth. For sia years I have been
TIED to man ] did not love. who did
not love me, denied even one word OF
love. Now I have my reward n
rich and a widow, but-God help me
Il no longer Lave a heart. 1t is
dead within me, killed by my love
less life"
Gently Elizabeth led the hysteri-
cal woman to a sofa and y lille the
household, upset by the occurrence.
hurried about to see that needful
things were done, Elizabeth set with
her sister, vainIy trying to comfort
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qualities in the hardened wheel ruts.
Caswell stuck grimly to the steer
ing wheel and kept his eye on the
quarry beyond. He was rapidly
gaining, although the big black was
tearing along.
They 1 reached the stretch of
road along the bluff before Caswell
caught up. but a moment later he
shot alongside 'twixt bluff and cart.
The position was not without its
danger. The road was scarcely ore
than wide enough for two and should
the black veer it might result in both
cart and runabout crashing through
the fence, and being dashed tc the
rocks below, but Caswell hung on
gTimly and shouted encouragement
to the white-faced girl clinging to
the reins.
Half a mile ahead the winter
storms had blown down fence, and
this had not yet been rebuilt. The
surface of the field it had Enclosed
was brown a soft from the spring
blowing and CaswelI gradually fore
ed the auto over so that til black
was turned until, as they came level
with the field, the -uto shot around,
and with a sharp turn the black
headed for the plowed ground.
The cart wheels sank three or four
inches into the soft earth and the
black found the going not at all to
his liking. The run already had
tired him. and now there was the
added effort of dragging the wheels
through the yielding earth.
Fifty feet and he came to stop.
CasweII shut off power and before
the car lad fairly ceased to move
had leaped to the ground and was at
the horses head.
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the girl. as she seated herself on a
huge block of stone. cit is toe bad
that you mt turn back b fore you
have done Greece. You are so inter
ested in the past that it must seem
hard to have to exchang lat for the
bustling American present. am sor-
~ you have to CO."
"Win .CI be sorry?" he ~~'-Ad.
eagerly.
Eleanor nodded.
you are so interested in the
trip" she explained.
Never ind the trim" said the
colonel, imDatiently. "Ara Won sor-
~ that I am going? mean will you
miss me?"
"Of course. I shall miss you per-
sonally," assented the girl. 'That
Won sho1l -eaIi7~ -
''I am glad that will" said the
colonel, fervently. 81 have not suf-
fered from the past II vain then"
what heresy?" cried Eleanor.
"And rom such a confirmed anti
quaTian as you'll"
81 haze the very sight of a ruin
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had died-so It was said-because OF
the privations she had endured in
Hartzell's early days Of money-mak-
ing, when every penny was put back
into the business to be turned over
and over again, multiplying itself
until at last HaTtzelI was at once a
widewer and a millionaire
And now &c honoTed ElizaOeth by
Offering her his hand and fortune
He wanted someone to preside over
his home as gracefully as Margaret
played the hostess for HIS friend.
Il was a business communication
rather than q love letter, but Eliza
beth preferred it SO. She could not
have endured il had he spoken Of
love.
As it was, s|e rose at length,
and crossed the room TO the tiny
writing desk. There was no. real en-
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had grown to feel sorry for this
gaunt-faced n.an, whose simple tea
and toast only served to accentuate
the lavishness Of the meals he could
not enjoy save by prox..
Aad now she was to leave It all, to
go back to the dull routine OF the
farm until, in the spring, Guy Raw
liAgs should claim her IS his wife.
Marriage to Guy would mean on
ly work in new home; perhaps even
more work, for his farm was smalI
and heavy mortgage Lad been left
upon 1t by his father.
Cyrus Hartzell, too, had written
her an offer Of marriage, md he let
ter lay in her lap as she looked out
Of the window across the park
Hartzell was an intimate friend OF
Tobfn's; dry, withered money
making machine. whose first wife
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gagement with Guy, and IN short
few words she ex, -essed her aprreci-
alton OF the honor Hartzell had done
her and acc pied his offer.
She still sat at her desk, the let
ter, sealed and ST mped, lying before
her when Margaret entered. ne
thing f the tenseness of her attitude
sprang TO her 8. oT's side.
What IS it Meg?" she cried. as
she threw her arms about her.
What his happened ?"
Margaret bent and kissed tie girls
white lips. Richard Is dead, thank
God she said simply. "He was
seized with a. attack and died before
we could get the doctor"
Elizabeth recoiIed at the harsh
ness OF the tones, and softly muir
INJURED THANK zod?'
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road. Her grandfather kept up q
constant fire of comment, and local
gossip as the team logged along, but
Ida scarcely heard.
They came at last to a point
where, across the fields, the Ticker
farmhouse shone white against the
dusty road. Y was newly painted
and Ida, knowing that It was in
preparation for her coming, felt as X
her heart must stop beating.
Her grandfather pointed It out
with his whip. fuckers been pint
ing up" he said with his rumbling
laugh Getting ready for the BRIDE
You'll have to look around for a new
beau, Ida. Jim fuckers OF on his
honeymoon. He fell in !, with
some girl he met at college, and they
were so keen to get married, that
they couldn't wait until Jim got
through his course.
"Jfm, he quit college and he's goin'
to run for the legislature next fall.
Did you care that much?" he stopped
to ask as he saw the girl beside him
was crying.
"Carei" cried Ida, smiling through
her terrs. "Gran'pa, never was 80
har- y in my life. you'll wait un-
til Sunday you'll see.e I'm going to
write Hugh to come up"
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failure Of his breeding venture, Mrs.
kirkland always managed TO keep a
horse for Agatha, who added to their
tiny income by breaking horses for
ladies tn drive.
Her love OF good horses was in
born, and from the appearance of the
first automobile in Kedron she had
acclaimed against the fad. When
Charley CaswelI had become an auto
enthusiast, she had felt that the final
blow had been struck.
AS boy and girl, and maid and
youth, they had been sweethearts.
Now she treated him with Gisdain
and let no opportunity pass to show
him how wide wa: the gaIf that lay
between them.
CaswelI glanced at the fast vanish
ing cart. and went back to the side
walk, where his neat little rInabout
puffed at the curb. He had not
dared to bring it into the kirkland
yard, and now as he climbed into the
seat and threw over the clutch he
heaved a prodigious sigh
There was to be a merry-making
at the lake I. few miles from town,
and he had come to make one last
attempt to Induce Agatha to share
the single seat of the car. Could he
once get her to ride, he felt that the
battle would be won.
Moodily he guided the machine
down the village street and out
into the country. When he came to
the partihe Of the ways he ignored
the state lad with it's fine surface
and turned into the illy-kept River
road running along the blum, which
for three miles walled in the river
below Kedron falls.
Far ahead he could see Agatha's
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renewed their frie' ship each sum-
mer. Under Ida's influence, the boys
mind broadened.
His narrow horizon of fields was
early part OF June until well into
September she h-j roamed the fields,
extended through her eyes to the
city, and, because she was going
through high school, Jim earned the
money for the academic course in a
nearby town. The summer before
he had taken his examinations for
the college and had left the farm
before Ida had returned to the city.
The last evening together was still
as fresh in her memory as though it
had occurred the previous week and
not nine months ago. Jim had come
over to say goodby, and they had
swung in the hammock until long
after the usual hour, while Jim told
his plans for the future.
To young people in a hammock
under the summer moon, all things
are possible, and Ida had caught the
fire Of his enthusiasm and urged him
on.
''I owe all this to you" he said,
brokenly. Gust think! If you had
never come here, / should have been
content to do as my fathers before
me. A few winter terms In the dis
trict school, and should have turn
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Mrs. Granger delivering a continuous
lecture on the -arious points of in
terest, until the colonel was con-
WINGED that the place o. eternal tor
ment was an endies- succession Of
ruins through which one promenaded
easily accompanied by voluble
guide primed with facts and anec-
dot2J of more or less questionable ac-
curacy.
Together they had visited every
ruin If Italy, and Mrs. Granger was
now reading up on Greece in the
Baedecker, that they mi~- overlook
no point of into est when they
should arrive on those classic shores
Fearful of losing caste tn the
chaperon, the colone, manfully pre-
tended an interest in antiquity he
was far from feeling, ard not even
Eleanor could guess how bored he
was by the pursuit Of the past,
though now and again she slyIy
smiled as the colonel made a wry
face over some particularly astound-
ing fact when he thought that he
was free from observation.
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THE TOURISTS

But for Eleanor he long since
would have abandone d tn trip. The
colonel feared to pause for an in
slant in his courtship which, truth to
tell. was singularly weak and inef-
fectiYe campaign.
The antiq' s seemed to have Lk-
ened his determination, and instead
of boldly declaring h love fer the
girl he contended himself with ac-
companyirg the party from place to
place and praying for a more oppOr-
tune moment to arrive.
It was the last night in Rome and
the girl had insisted upon he see
ing the Coliseum by moonlight. Mrs.
Granger could not go. She was
afraid Of the nigh Tir int she re-
signed Eleanor to the care of the
colonel, aud they started off togeth-
er.
DutifuIly the colonel escorted FL
eanor over the 4ins, and at last they
paused at the top Of the building ia
look down upon the arena.
This will be the last you will see
Of the civilization o. the past" said
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kfon. Had she been emerging from the
eelIs of the condemned into the death
house she could have been no more
serious; for a life and happiness 9th
than her own depended upon her
movements.
It was a matter OF actual exist
snce, but OF the spiritua. life that she
thought, and, as she offered cold
cheek for her grandfather to peck
1t, she glanced apprehensively along
The platform and gave silent thanks
hat JIM Tucker was not there to
greet her.
Even since she could remember, Ida
had spent her summer vacations with
her natural grandparent- From the
and buried her city pallor beneath q
coat OF tan.
As a barefoot boy Jim Tucker had
been her playfellow, and they had
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enjoying it all so much" cried Flea
nor. why did you keep on?"
Because you liked them and Il
like YOU" explained the colonel. 'I
wanted to be with yoJ- and you want
ed the ruins. "I've stood the ruins
and the garlic and all that sort OF
thing because / ' I'd to be with you"
''T can sympathiZe with yOu," sigh
ed Eleanor. CT know I should be in
terested In it all, but am rribly
bored l think aunt Marcia is, too,
though she pretends to like IL to
please me, because I pretend t. like it
to please her. Just think! Here are
the three of IS who have been going
through Italy to please each. other.
and we all hate ruins-a& least you
and I do, and 1 think aunt Marcia
does, too"
at was a romance, not ruins, that
held me here" announced the coll
onel 'Do you think that perhaps
you could take an interest in so
young a ruin as me2"
'I like young ruins bess," said
Eleanor, after moments pause.
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lthe stunned woman.
At last, with an effort, , -garet
reused herself. 81 must % and see
that flowers a=e ordered. I must
keep up appearances to the bitter
end" she said DULY. 'Bess, you will
wait untiI-until afterUaFd, won't
you?''
81 shall not 60 until you no longer
need me-" promise4 tie girl, &c she
put her arm protectingIy about Mar
garet.
Slowly they moved towar. the
door, but on the threshold Elizabeth
paused and ran toward the desk In
the tiny crate . cheerful FIRE burned
to offset the disagreeable damp1esa
of the weather, and on the glowing
Goals she laid the letter to HartzeH.
Guy is not rich,' she whispered
to herself, except in his love-bue
hat is the best of all"
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That the imperial Caesars had sat
in the Coliseum appealed to him not
at all, and Pompeii was a somewhat
messy place, endurable only because
Eleanor had decided to go there
even though her aunt, Mrs. Granger,
was too i'll to come along. They had
at least put in one long, delightful
day without the monotonous recital
pf the facts nd figures which the ex-
eellent Mrs. Granger seemed fairly to
exude.
Ever since the colonel had met the
Granger party in Paris he had been
the slave Of pretty Eleanor. He had
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comes along and frightens him" re-
turned Agatha demurely. am go
ing to take the river road. 1t is not
so good a road as the other, so there
will be less danger of eneounter1ng
those awful machines"
"You will get yourself killed one
of these days, and that big, black fell
low looks like the one to do it," de-
cIared Caswell. 81 wish you
wouldn't"
"And miss the fun at the lake?"
she asked.
"Come with meR' he offered. I
know that you don't like autos, but
we can make good time, and / hate
to think Of yousrisking your life just
to show your PRIDE"
''I am fattered that my friends
take such an interest, was Agatha's
parting shot, as she gathered up the
reins and lightly fecked the horse
with the whip.
Caswell WINGED. There was an en-
phasis upon the friends that hurt.
Agatha's father had been e breed
or of fine trotters, and since her ba-
byhood Agatha had loved horses. She
could drive before she could fairly
walk, and when Thomas Kirkland
had died OF a broken heart at the
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tween the road and the 6O-foot drop
to the highest speed.
The runabout was in splendid
shape, and quickly answered to the
demand for more speed. Soon the
car was shooting along, humping
over the rough road and swaytng
from side to side as it struck une-
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cles vibrating with pain and indig-
nation beneath the glossy skin; the
next instant he had taken the bit be-
tween his teeth and bolted.
FranticalIy Agatha tugged at the
lines, the reins wrapped about her
wris,s, but there was TO controlling
the frenzied animal, and with a
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first time, big, bad-tempered back,
with a wicked eye. Agatha was
proud of the fact that the horse had
been sent her as last resort in the
hope that a woman's lands might
break him e a trick Of boiling when
the bit pressed too harshIy the ten
der mouth.
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All was going we'll when a child
toddled out of a farmhouse gate and
sought to cross the road in front of
the horse. Instinctively Agatha res =
ed in, forgetful Of the need for light
pressure. For a moment the black
horse stood still, the powerful mus
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groan CaswelI threw over the cIutcl
TO the highest speed.
Agatha could be trusted to handle
almost anything thu went on four
legs and was bridlewise, but just be-
yond was the road along the side of
the bluff with only a light fence be-
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saucy red tam-'o-shanter, and he
cut down his speed that he might
not approach so close that the ex-
horse.
The animal Agatha was driving
was one she las taking IT for the
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declared the colonel, veh mently. at
has been torture to be dragged
around and be made to listen
to a string of facts just because some
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was dependent upon her fidelity, and
though his letters had grown more
and smore infrequent he had report
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INSIDE the nd
scape was sodden
and dreary. A chill
rain beat a & aims t
the pane, and now
ans til e n. sharp
gusts OF wind shook
the naked limb of
trees and sent flying
the few withered
leaves that still
chung to the branch
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\ MS secret heart Jne
colonel loathed an
tiques OF all sorts.
and most Of all de-
spised ruins. To him
ruins meant masses
of stone, in more or
less dilapidated con-
dition, numbering
earth which might
well be put to better
PURPOSES.
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HE train shot down 8

lie train shot down a
long stretch, crossed
the tiny river and
ran between a hud-
die OF shantieS to
the yellow brick sta
tion.
Ida followed the
porter down the aisle
90 the platform with
the feeling Of one
who goes to execu-
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1t seemed TO Elizabeth, sitting at
she window, that the body was typi-
cal OF her own life, for the rain OF
discomfort beat in upon her soul and
the gusty winds OF adversely shook
her faith IN mankind and sent sour
rying through the void the dead
leaves Of her w3thered ideals.
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ing out into the world to do battle
with fate and fortune.
She had gone home with the SOL
emn feeling that this mans career
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All unthinkingly she had promised
and had babe him goodby with the
feeling that a part Of herself was go
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thousands of years ago someone used
to live in the place who was written
up in some book"
And we thought that you were
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followed them to Italy, and haG en-
dured the garlicky cooking and the
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IDA

in your keeping.
'I can't say anything more now
but you will wait for me, won't you,
Ida?"
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ed to the pillow, content merely 20 ex-
list instead of living.
''I owe 1t all to ycT, dear. I think
IL you should fail me now, that
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should give up everything and come
back to the farm. You have my
career, which is more han my life,
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the comp y of the Irming Ameri-
can girl.
He had even endured ruins. with
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eyed with
disfavor the mettls-
some horse attach
ed tn the light cart.
Surely you're not
going to attempt to
drive that brute 20
he asked anxiously.
"He'G a rogue 81
HE will driv Q ali
right unles S some
vicious automobile
St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1909-11-20

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