The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1910-11-04

You've nved-like a man! I've
known you seven years. About nine
teen, were you. when"
When played fool? Twenty.
I've never touched a drop Of liquor
since. Judge Varneyl"
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 l never
had second alone with her-she
was so Internally we'll chaperoned!
Her mother meant her to make a
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. 81 think can account
for your expulsion!"
Il was as proud as l was foolish,
made no attempt at justification,
perhaps If had-Oh, what's the
| OSO' IL past duu eOuS! LSh NAS
dead past bury its dead!"
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
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 Kin not wearing my
heart where. the. DAVIS can get at 1t
but-theren never, be another girl fol
me | knew 1t when | was boy
l. know it now
Suppose" unused the Judge, in I
voice of unwonted gentleness, sup
pose you were to meet her again
Suppose you found you were right II
believing she loved you. Tong ago
Suppose she still cares
Fairf1eld's tanned face paled, an,
his strong, brown hand pulled impet
uously at collar. ~.
DON'T, Judge, you only open al
old wound! Ws:;won't mention
again. don't know what possesse
me to speak Of It now-evenrto you!
But If you should meet her." tn
Judge persisted, land could get
chance to see her alone?"
Great Heavens, mani" cried tn
other, roughly, Pm no longer boy
l wouldn't wait to see her alone! On
look into her eyes would tell me a
| want to know and I'd take her int
my arms If all the world stood stal
ing"
Checking himself abruptly, h
walked toward the window, askin
in an altered tones' viii you go I
lunch with me, Varney?"
IF you'll wait about ten minutes
| must sign some letters first"
Fairfield answered absently, lool
ing from the window with eyes thf
saw nothing of the familiar scene b.
fore him. He heard the door ope
from the outer oSice; he was CO.
scious that the Judge was speakin
to some one. He did not turn-h
thoughts were back in the past he ha
tried to forget He seemed to sc
again the shy little girl whose eye
had answered the words he cou
not speak, whose sorrowful face hi
looked down at him from her windo
!. when he, defiant, and. reckless, hs
turned to shake a boyish fist at Il
II college walls he was leaving in ID
grace.
A gentle hand touched his arm al
e sweet voice said: Dexter. hol
. you haven't 'foEgotten?" e.
"GraceH j
= 1t was the, cry of a strong man wi
empty arms and yearning heart C
&c hat was answered by clingiHg arms
g I'm not conducting a matrimoni
e. bureau exactly" the judge explain
r alter, but when this young lady 6
" dressed the district Judge asking {
istance in locating certain Dext
,s 2. ,Windsor4 but only In case the SO
Windsor is not married, my sus
IN ciona were aroused, and l wrote
her to come on and help me identi
p. he-the chump!" be finished fond
nj ais hand on the young mans sho
IS. Ter.