The Whitefish pilot. [volume] (Whitefish, Mont.) 1904-current, 1910-06-23


at all. an him a-comin' after all these
years. It's long time to he in prison,
an that's why l want the rug, cause
It's so bright an cheerful, an he hain't
seen nothin' very cheerful all these
years, Dut-but must have the teeth.
l had the money for them, TOO, but
they'll only send him to Cincinnati.
where he went up from, so I'll have
to send the money for the rest of the
way. l must have the teeth" wiring
ing her hands unconsciously while the
sunken lips quivered and the tears
trickled down the yellow cheeks. 81
must have the teeth-an'-an' l don't
know what to do
''They sent him up for fifty years.
It's long time for kiln a man that
egged him on to dom it. an he was
young an hot headed then. We'd only
been married four year, an we was
JUS gettin' nice little start, but"
with dry sob. II know it seems silly
to you fer an old woman to care how
she looks, but it's for him; it's to
please him."
The man walked quickly to the win
dow.
+ A woman true for thirty years! A
woman who would not lie! A woman
whose love had grown with suffering!
A woman with clear brown eyes like
He bowed his head in his hand a mo-
ment. and when he raised it the light
Of joy that shone through the mist was
like the sun behind an April cloud.
1--WE can't take back the rug" he
said. but here" quickly writing on
his card. lis the address Of my dentist.
Go to him. He will make your teeth.
and l will stand good for them. Now
promise me that you will go today"
mo, no." she said, breaking into
tears. 81 amt nothin' to you, an l
can't let you do that. God bless you!
! amt never taken nothin' yet but
what l earned. wouldn't feel honest
in doin' this, for wuzn't tryin' to get
help, only to have the rug taken
back"
"YOn must" he said firmly. "You
can pay me back; you can pay it lit
tie at time. Will you be generous
and do this to please me-" And he
looked into her face with a winning
smile.
"God is good" she answered broken
~, the weary old face lighting with
great joy. 81 know you mean what
you say, an I'll pay you ever cent JUS
as soon as l can. You don't know
what this means to me-" breaking into
helpless sobs, "for-for l want to look
as good as I can for John"
That evening a girl with clear brown
eyes sat with hands folded listlessly in
her lap, her lips in wistful curve Sud.
denly she started, a flush came to her
cheeks, warm light to her eyes.
With cry of Joy she sprang to her
feet and held out her hands to him.
With no words he caught her to him
and kissed her with passion Of love;
then, putting his hand under her chin,
he held her face so he could look into
her eyes and said slowly:
IF I was sent to prison for thirty
years, would you love me, be true to
me and kiss me after those thirty
years with the same gladness you do
now?'
II don't know" she answered hest.
tatingly.
"You don't know?"
mo. How could I? love you so
much I think could love you always.
But how can l tell? Oh" her face
flushing scarlet, what am I saying?
7 q M I
have never yet said you loved me.
And you cannot or you wouldn't have
left me for month with no word.
even to tell me why"
"Ycu know love you, though" he
said-"lOve you so much I was afraid
of it. And 1 am happier to hear you
say that you can't tell whether you
would be true to me or not than for
an assurance to come tripping OFF your
tongue. 1t wasn't you, darling, but
your sex, that has almost robbed me
of my happiness. But one little old
woman has redeemed all your sex for
you and brought me to you again. For
Gods sake, never lie to me. Cleta!
She looked at him with tender wom-
anly pity.
"Poor boy" she said softly "You
have seen the one side so long you for
get how many sides there are to an
octagOn. Because from millions of
women few hundred come to you
with lies on their lips must you con-
denim all womankind? No. no, my
dear; you must not condemn women,
for every noble man Is mostly what
his mother has made him. While wo-
men have their weaknesses, they
are
1.-THE light of mans nfev" he cried