The Newark star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1909, 1909-09-09

ness-don't misunderstood mel love
them, but l can't look up to them"
Murgatroyd nodded appreciatlvely.
He believed that he should feel the
same way about these men.
"But-you don't want money!" he.
protested. you're too much the light
sort of an American girl for that"
mo, not exactly money: but the maj
who appeals to me is one who can sur
mount all obstacles" she answered
| with grave tenderness; VINO has sue
cess running in his VEINS Not a shade
of her former gravity now showed on
the speakers face; 1t lighted as II a
flame of enthusiasm had escaped from
| the temple Of her soul. She paused for
a moment and lifted her head, and In
the transporting gaze that seemed to
pass beyond him and was lost into
space, for the first time the man read
and understood the girls nature.
Have you ever lain awake at night,
Billy, ever curled on a window seat IN
the daytime and planned your future z
She did not wait for an answer, but
kept on: II have, and in these dreams
of mine 1 would always take my place
by the side of my great knight errant,
helping him to become greater-tne
damsel riding on the pillon of my lords
warhorse as he goes to war. AT times
he has been q diplomatist, a jurist, a
law-maker, and l have always lent him
strength. When L marry, Billy, my
husbands work will be my work; his
struggles. my struggles; but the man
must have greatness running through
his veins
Murgatroyd smiled sheepishly. He
had his full proportion of c~onceit, n
he did not quite relish this.
..Then / haven't figured often in the
limelight Of your dreams?"
III only you had, Billy, but you
haven't, much as l have tried my best
to fit my knights armour on you and
place you on his ~war-horse. Now can't
you see what it would mean If We tried
the experiment. of marriage? Marriage
would not make me happy; it would be
misery"
Misery he snatched the word from
her lips.
Yes, misery for you.'' she finished.
"Can the girl who must have money
make a poor mar happy. much as she
may love him? Can the butterfly make
a bookworm happy, much as she may
love him? A woman with social am
billions loves a man with zone; can she
make him happy? No! And while l am
none OF these, yet. somehow, I've got
to fulfill my destiny, and I'm not going
to chafe, anger mi everlastingly offend
the man who doesn't belong-doesn't
fit in with my ideasl"
Blu / do fit in, as you phrase It,"
Murgatroyd maintained. "Hayen't ]
ambition? And am l not a fighter
you'd think so If you knew the devil of
a fight l am having right now with my
own organigation-with Cr~adlebaugh's,
and I'm going to win!"
Shirley smiled family at his almost
boyish earnestness. but h shook her
head.
"You are too much Of a reformer, too
much of a crank-no, I'm sorry to tell
you so but in my inmost soul I believe
you will fail. You're built that way! i
dc !. know why. but men of influence
ha weighed you in the balance and
TO you wanting. William Murga-
troyd. politically you're dead-thats
| what they tell me. There's no future for
you; you have ruthlessly a~ntagonized
every valuable interest needlessly
That's not successl"
Murgatroyd's face paled: his hand
trembled as he raised it in protest.
But the people-the people believe II
iiis /. ne