Hopkinsville Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1889-1918, 1910-07-30
ART FOR
LOVES SAKE
BY NJ. e. A X E n

At each end OF the dune sat a youns
person At the precise points whers
sand and beach-grass ceased to be
part of this particular dune. they began
the construction OF other dunes.
. Their backs were toward each 9th
er. though they we're manifestly very
conscious of the presence OF each 9th
er and might easily have seen each
! other by turning their heads little.
They had quarreled. and were not
ready to make up again What they
had quarreled about does not matter;
Ii was some inconsiderable trifie.
Il Suddenly the Stiffness was broken
by far-off shout.
Toward the beach. could be seen
the figure of q stout man. very small.
on the summit of a dune. gesticulatlng.
"Oh, ats uncle" cried the girl In. an
awed tone. She rose quickly to. her
feet-then sat down again.
| Perhaps he. didn't see you. she
said coldly, without turning her head.
Would you mind going away?"
IF you mean me" said the young
man, with equal coldness. Il should
mind. I'm not a coward"
| The stout man disappeared into the
hollow. He was evidently coming In
their direction.
Il wish you'd co." said the girl Il
can sit here. | can say was alone
quite truthfully."
Il don't know why l. should" said
the young man doggedly, with rising
color. "Of course, If you're ashamed
to De seen"
''Oh, it's not that" she cried hastily.
The stout man had reappeared on the
top of another dune, and was waving
his hand.
You're very disagreeabley You
know he doesn't like you"
The stout man plunged intos another
hollow. If you don't go-He'Balmost
he1el"
The young man did not answer. A
moment later the stout man rose on
the crest of the dune that formed the
opposite rim of the gully before them.
His foot slipped, the sand sliding
away from under him. He swayed
wildly, made q desperate lunge to RS
cover his balance, caught his toe In
a twist of root, and began the descent
Of the smooth face of the dune by the
simplest and most direct route.
By the time the stout gentleman
had rolled to the bottom of the gully
and half way across it, and sprawled
diSzilY to a sitting posture. waiting
foT the cranberry bog to become, sta
tionarY enough for him to get up, they
were facing each other. too over
come with laughter to attempt
the, descent themselves. The Young
man managed to cross the Beach.
He held IN his hand a., small.
black object. Upon this thasgtrl's
eyes nestled uncOmprehendingly, for
an instant; then they lighted with
accusation.
You've taken htmf~ she gasped.
The young man nodded. and their eyes
met They elasped hands. and. seram-
BLEED down the dune to the stout gen.
IeHlkD = d1SlSldUGS.
He was brushing the sand from his
face. and struggling with his tie. which
had made almost as many revolutions
around his neck, as he him self had
Ia, descending the face of the. dune.
He splutte<ed undistinglishable
sounds. but he was plainly veHy wrath
fIlE
Al length he gave his feelings YER
bal utterance.
For a short time his REMARKS were
unPrintable-they dealt with the as
peet OF the landscape in general, with
the roots of beach plum hashes. and
various other harmless, zatural OBJ
jeetsl
Then he directed the force of his
Indignation full at his niece.
You, Emily he Numbered. What
are-you-holdlng onto that--young
fools hand for? What are-yOu out
here-for. with him. anThow?"
do let me brush the sand OF. you,
sir" urged the young man kindly. Mr..
Cuthbart seemed about to- strike him.
You get out of here. sir. OF Ill sir
YOU" he snarled.
Il. would" said the young. man. but
I don't dare to leave Emily unpro-
tected. with raying luaatic." His
own temper was not Of the smooth
est.
IN attend TO Emily roare9 the
Honorable Mr.. Cuthbert.
81 guess Ina capable of taking care
l OF my own riece-if do fall down a
blanked sand hill over blanked plum
bush. Get away"
do go. Philip" said Emily implor-
ingly. "It won't do bit Of good for
you to stay. 1t will only make him
angrier." She slipped her arm into
her unele's, and to the young mans
surprise and relief, she was not re-
pulsed, but was suffered by her uncle
to lead him away. She threw an en-
couraging backward glance over her
shoulder.
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