The Daily Ardmoreite. [volume] (Ardmore, Okla.) 1893-current, 1910-06-19
CHAPTER VII (Continued)
A Woman's Heart.

III utT eyes, anu ne saw lIlt IOOh
of scorn which rested on her face.
Il will tell you why. You cannot
run the risk of sending a man to
hell. With you as my wife | can do
anything. Oh, yes, | know my words
seem like the words of a mounte-
bank, but even my worst enemies
have never accused me of being a
boaster, and / repeat it; no guard
ian angel which your story-books tell
about could do for a man what you
could do for me. could work, l
could think, ! could even become
great and good. But without you
even the thought of it is like look
ing into hell"
And it," said Olive, could have
but little faith in a man who dared
not stand alone. If a mans future,
his character, his career, are depend
ent on a woman, then he rests upon
a weak reed. A man to be strong
must rest on God"
THAT may be your theory; if it
is, | know that human nature is
always laughing at you If God is,
He's giving you the opportunity OF
making a man of me-"
Il would try and help you said
Olive, ''but what you ask is my love
and love cannot be given for the ask
ing. 1t can only be given as it
comes. In such a matter we are
not free agents
And could you not 'ove me? An
swer me honestly, could you not
love me?"
This was the first sign of Leices.
ter's advantage. Her eyes dropped
ard the color came to her checks
Leicester's heart beat aloud for
joy; he could not repress a cry Of
exultation.
But Olive Castlemaine mastered
herself by strong effort OF will
you ask me to speak to you hon.
estly," she said. We'll, l will.
could never love man-that is as
you would be loved-if | did not re-
spect him, and ! could not respect
man who was the slave to an
evil habit"
You mean" he hesitated, and
looked on the floor.
Yes. | mean that
Look here" he said eagerly.
promise that you will be my wife,
and | will never taste a drop of alco-
hol of any sort again. give yon
my word for that. Neither wine, nor
whisky, nor spirits of any sort shall
ever again pass my lips
Again she looked at him eagerly,
and he thought he saw her eyes
soften.
Il mean it," he went on. What
want is motive power; given that,
can conquer anything. Well, l
will do this; say yes, and from this
time forward | will never touch it
again-never, never"
IF a thing is an evil, if it is
a wrong" she said, "a man should
fight it because it is wronk. If
habit has mastered you. you should
fight it because it is wrong. If a
your respect of-your manhood.
You ask too much" he said mo
man can do and be without a suffi-
cient motive. Take you out of my
life and what motive have -"
The belief in your manhood"
why should l believe in that?
If you refuse me, what have | to
live for? Yes. fight for a position
which at heart l despise. l become
member of the British Parliament;
many who have not the brains of a
rabbit, nor the ideals of a low tav-
en keeper, occupy that position.
Faith in God in man? / can only
think of them through you"
She felt the unworthiness of his
position. She knew that her IDEAL
man must always be strong and
brave, whatever the circumstances
OF his life might be, and, so far.
Leicester had disappointed her. New
ertheless, there was in his words a