The Holbrook news., 1910-10-28

You've nved-like a man! I've known you seven years. About nine- teen. were you, when"
 When I played fool? Twenty. I've never touched a drop of liquor since, Judge yarneyi"
 And the girl"
 She was the daughter of one of the professors. Seventeen then, and know. now that I'm older, that she cared for me. But was an 'unde- sirable' from the first, and I never had a second alone with her-she was so internally well chaperoned! Her mother meant her to make great match. The girl gave promise Of wonderful beauty. and for some reason the professor hated me as the devil hates holy water!"
 Mn" murmured the judge thoughtfully. T think I can account for your expulsion!"
 T was as proud as I was foolish 1 made no attempt at justification, perhaps if I had-Oh, whats the use? It's past and goneI Let the dead past bury It's deadi"
 That's right" the judge agreed heartily. you've shown your worth here in Wyoming. You've lived white playing the game of life like a man You've made good with the money you were told to die on. You'll be a rich man before you are forty. Now If you'd only forget that girl-"
 Fairfield raised an impatiently in- terrupting hand. You mean well, Varney, and I'm not wearing my heart where the daws can get at it. but-there'n never be another girl for me. I knew it when I was a boy. know 1t now"
 Suppose" unused the judge, in voice of unwonted gentleness, sup pose you were to meet her again. Suppose you found you were right in believing she loved you long ago. Suppose she still cares"
 Fairfield's tanned face paled. and his strong. brown hand pulled impet- uously at his collar.
 Don't. Judge. you only open an old wound! We won't mention 1t again. don't know what possessed me to speak of it now-even to you,"
 "But If you should meet her." the judge persisted. "and could get a chance to see her aIone?"
 Great Heavens, mani" cried the other. roughly. '1'm no longer a boy. wouldn't wait to see her alonel One look into her eyes would tell me all want to know and I'd take her into my arms if all the world stood star ing"
 Checking himself abruptly, he walked toward the window, asking in an altered tone: twill you go to lunch with me. Varney?"
 If you'll wait about ten minutes; I must sign some letters first"
 Fairfield answered absently, look Ing from the window with eyes that saw nothing of the familiar scene be- fore him. He heard the door open from the outer office; he was con- scious that the judge was speaking to some one. He did not turn-his thoughts were back in the past he had tried to forget. He seemed to see again the shy little girl whose eyes had answered the words he could | not speak, whose soTrowful face had looked down at him from her window when he, defiant and reckless, had turned to shake 6 boyish fist at the college walls he WAS leaving in dis grace.
 A gentle hand touched his arm and | a sweet voice said: Dexter, hope you haven't forgotten?"
 "Gracei"
 It was the cry of strong man with empty arms and yearning heart a cry that was answered by clinging arms.
 I'm not conducting a matrimonial bureau exactly" the judge explained later, but when this young lady ad- dressed the district judge asking as sistance in locating a certain Dexter F. Windsor. but only fin case the said Is not married, my suspi- cions were aroused, and I wrote to her to come on and help me identify -he-the chump," be finished fondly. his hand on the young mans shoul fer