The Newport miner. [volume] (Newport, Wash.) 1899-current, 1910-01-06

self for doing it. 1t was not his way
to ruin his health Intentionally. Then
! Porter came putting in and flung him
self into chair He knew he was not
| wanted and did not care. He began
TO talk
King, you precious donkey. I've
| cooked your goose" .-...s
And mixed your metaphors shame
lessly. Get out and let ME alone
You precious idiot" persisted Por-
| ter. don't stick your stubborn head
into the sand and ina CINE the world is
blind You're selfish past words. You
think only Of yourself and don't mind
whom you hurt. OF course nobody
cares If you want to suffer. but how
about-her? You chase after her. your
eyes like the moon following the sun.
in this fool friendship game which de-
ceiveS no one. What business have
you to punish an innocent girl because
her grandmother willed her fortune?
How could she know your COMPOUNDED
pride would shy at it? You needn't
try to shut me up; I'm talking for
once! l cant see why man can
coolly take a woman's beauty and
youth. every quality Of heart and mind
all the real things she has to give. and
use them like water or daylight and
then balk at the paltry money she is
not to ba me fer having and which is
to hn,. a. ;rE ~
than single kiss, What if she has
dollars? yon have Sense-or used to
have
Il still have enough to hate your
cheap pms. Porter. Get out of here!"
II wont. Take that from me and
wait till | finish And you've set the
old pussies Whispering about her.
Have Won heard the news? No? Well.
her cousin told me tonight that she,
Rose law has made over every cent
of hey money tn an orphan asylum
and * leaving early tomorrow morn
ing for New York to take n course in
nursing They all think she's crazy,
and she is Girls are like that-in
stories and out Of them When they
think love has failed hrn' they want
to be good to suffering world She
is going To have the papers. the deed
of gift made whrn Sh" GETS there.
Now. I'm i'm orphan You l,iyht have
given the vile stuff to me if YOU would
not Jet the child have il t" play with
herself while you mad" her happy in
your own independent. imheriln way.
I'm sick of you. It's to" late for You
to do anything so I'll use the phone
in the outer Office and go
AS in daze not hearing the words
King was conscious of porter'S phon-
ing. then of his putting his head in a
the door again.
II told you ] cooked your goose.
King l began. as l left Morton's, by
telling Miss Law that you were sud
denly called away on business, but
were coming back as soon as possible
to bid her goodby and asked me to
beg her to wait for you in the garden
since she was there when saw her.
1t will be a romantic setting
King was too furious to speak. He
thought it a very bad joke in the worst
possible of Porter's always question
able taste But it dawned on him that
it was no joke. and he rose angrily.
Porter continued: My voice, you
know. is strangely like yours. | just
called her up by phone and said you
would be there in moment. She
said ii was too late, and ! told her
you would see her or rouse the house
and that you would tell her what you
had to say if the assembled family
had to hear it too. She said she would
be in the garden. It's not much past
10 and not far. Hurry
He fed before King could drive him
out.
Willing to STAY Porter. hoping. then
fearing. that he joked or lied. he set
off on the chance of finding her in the
garden. But he was certain Of one
thing. two things--his own heart and
the great soft moon He had no be-
lief that she could care But he saw
himself with Porters eyes which
were. after ALL clear and honest
And he found her in the garden, by
happy chance. however. as Porter was
ever gifted with fine imagination
He came on her suddenly and she
turned in a terror real enough till she
saw who it was She trembled
ITS warm in the house. and
couldn't sleep It's lovely here
"It's lovely wherever you are and
misery where you are not Oh. Rose!
Oh, Rose, Could you love me little?
You will not go away. will your
He held his arms out for her. and
she did not deny rthe call