The searchlight. [volume] (Culbertson, Mont.) 1902-current, 1910-07-01

-FOUR slate and left pink. mint hearts
on your desk
Engraved I love YOU she -.
sented. And was there q girl .yoa
made cart wheels in front OF all the
way home-all whirling hands and
legs!"
Gee, wished you'd gone to NY
school!- His eyes were shining de-
iighfediy. and Miss Stiles sobered sud-
denly.
but we're grown-ups now she
sighed. only sometimes we forget"
Wouldn't II be great to slide back
to those kid days. when everything
was what It seemed. when we cried
when we were hurt and laughed when
We were glad. and believed in every
body We knew and everything We were
told:" he asked.
Now smile when I'm hurt and cry
when I'm glad" she said.
"Well?" he challenged, his hands
still thrust deep in his pocket and his
eyes dancing eagerly. "You don't
look like girl who would take a
dare"
I'm no 'fraid-cat." she boosted.
i know where there's birch" The
laugh in her eyes fiickered anxiousIy.
.Oh-o!"
Her little squeal OF delight was gen.
uine. And we might find some win.
tergreens. Tough. old ones. you know.
with red berries. oh. it's fine to be
kid"
'Yuh betchyu 'Taint no fair to
talk like grown-ups. though" he pro
tested.
To think there was n man like this
In that grubbing city beyond. Her
eyes were as childish and blue as tho
autumn sky as she protested.
'Ill beat you to that sumac. there.
little boy" pointing with outstretched
finger. Zone. two. three. ready-go."
With that mad scamper. Sarah Stiles
began an afternoon Of unalloyed, fool.
ish fun that never tagged until she
was homeward bound. loaded with the
gorgeous foliage Of the autumn woods.
They paused at bend In the road,
where cottages below we're glimpsed
through the leaves and sky Of molten
gold poured itself into glittering
river. The laughter curves fell away
from Miss Stiless lips In a tired, salts
fed sigh.
But 1t must be good.by," she was
insisting Miracles cannot bear repe.
tition. It's rainbow afternoon for
memory-lcts not touch II with the
stupid finger of reality and shatter Il,
boy. Besides. II fate is eager and
willing"
You're n silly. little girl" said the
man softly. You're cruel. too. Haven't
We grown up together?"
Very improperly-in one after
noon." she pointed out "But. don't
you understand? can't be the little
girl any more. Any way. I'm afraid.
! know-it wouldn't last"
Il can't lure you any more" no said
ruefuliy. "But am sorry. Here" he
drew out card and rapidly wrote a
line upon It. AT least. you'li take
this. And II you relent-rll be wait
ing"
Running lightly. she started down
the road. Then she looked hack and
while he watched. with n wistfnlly re-.
gretfnl smile. she tossed the card into
the wayside bushes.
She had paused a scant moment In
the boarding house hall to survey her
tumbled hair when through the cur.
tanned door she saw him coming,
fumbling bunch of keys In his hand.
With n smothered cry. she fled up to
her own room and waited. peering
breathlcssly through tiny crack.
II was the same gray figure. with
hands deep In his pockets-the very
whistling man Into whose arms she
had almost fallen two hours before.
His heavy tread mounted slowly and
sounded In the room overhead. where
the crash Of trunk had driven her to
despair that same day. She buried
her head In the cushions, laughing
Historically. Then arising. she sur.
veyed her radiant face In tho tiny
mirror
What n dear. sweet. lovely old
II