The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1909-07-14

Carver raised his eyes from the sport
ing page OF his own daily and turned
them inQuirlngly toward the golden,
haired vision in pink
Il think MS perfectly dreadiull" she
exclaimed. Don't you, Dlck2v
"Of course. What IL it3' he asked,
smiling.
Just TO think or mans being 50
Inconsistent and faIss and-and crueI,''
young Mrs. Carver went on.
Carvers smile faded. His eye.
brows lifted q trIhe. Then he said:
Il don't know what you mean"
He said that aloud. To himself he
kept musIng, Il wonder-T
"Didn't you read itf' queried she, In.
dicatlng with a delicate forefinger an
article In the paper This Aiferton
divorce cake. you know. Just think
II you cant OF a mans doing anything
like that don't believe a man could
isyer have loved girl and thsn---Oh,
It's shockinsl And they hadn't been
married q year: were hardly oA Of
their honeynosn--iike un. Dick"
Carver shook his head deprecatiagk
and ndEeted at his smoking jacksa
and then remarked;
who was the other Girlf Chorus
err
"Then you did read III"
mo -er--why. II glanced nj ths
headlines
The his purple eyes across the table
were becoming aim with an cpales
cent mist.
"0h-h-h, Dick. Dick." (Efer voice
was wsvering dangeroue,y.) Are
many men like thatf You seem to-
oh. you aren't surprised. you aren't
shocked Dtckt~
why, you silly dear" Carver
laughed, Jumping to her side and fold
ing her tendeFiy In his arms. Non
sense! why. you Just said yourself II
was our honeymoon You don't knew
how much love you. girl. couId
not begin to tell you Just this morn
ing was telling Jack Trent what real
happiness was like. Jack seemed sort
Of down and ont with the blues.
told him he ought to get married.
ought TO get little wife like mines
Jack always wanted me. guess,
even away back when we were chill.
dren. And he made game fight.
didn't hef"
she laughed sofsiy as she pressed
his hand.
but he didn't get ycaa..s said Car
yer happily returning the pressure.
Next moraing. rs he was being
whirled ofiicewara cn an L. limited. he
reheesed many times she days OF his
copftship and then the marriage and
rfeir honeymoon. and after that. the
home life together. and he vowed that
he would never even speak to Maizie
again. He had inst been ont for a
good time occasionally He had meant
no harm. surely no disloyalty to the
pretty little peaches-andrcream wife in
the suburbs But from now on. there
was to be no Mafzie. no reunions with
the boys nothing.
All day Carver kept thinking Of the
waiting wife. He left early as possible
that afternoon. and after visiting q
confectioner for box Of her favorite
bitter-sweetx and florist for a bunch
OF her adorea red roses, he was on his
way back To her. impatient as he never
berore had been to clasp her again in
hts embrace
He bounded np the steps three at
time. He meant to rush in and
surprise her. But the door was
locked His face fell He had not
thought Of the possiAIlity OF her alb
sence. Doubtless she did not look
Cor him so soon She never had failed
to meet him before He put down
the candy and flowers found his key,
unlocked the door. How lonesome the
ro0ms seemed,
He gAred aroaaa, wondering some.
What His eyes fell upon letter
lying ON the library table. He picked
Il up and found it addressed to him
In her writing. His brow wrinkled.
n wonder what the devil
In moment his eyes were skim
ming rapidly over the lines OF large.
distinct characters. This Is what ths
lines said:
Dear old Dick. I'm avfully sorry.
really I am You viii never know how
much Il has pained me But don't
love you. Somehow that sounds blunt
and cruel. but il IS the truth I don't
suppose ever loved YOU. though
used to thgnk | dsa. Perhaps il was
Your Rery way OF making love that
caught me ANYWAY. want yOn &c
Be happy oh. very. very haBpy
Dick. know | shah be 50 as soon Es
We can arrange matters honorahly and
/ quietly. must alw2xs have loved
Jack. and ne. I am sure. has loTea
me always. though he's been a perfec;
brick since my marriage and as still
AS brick. too. Nhen am Mrs
Jack Trent. know I shall be harpler
and know you will BE tust &s happy
You men are - lncnnstaRt. Fou know,
Gocd-hy. dear ooys
Carver stood long time staring
Sumhly ~ the nots Then he crumplei
/ Il slowly and tossed il from him