The Guthrie daily leader. [volume] (Guthrie, Okla.) 1893-1996, 1910-03-25
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Their Little House
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tBy Temple Baleyl
/ Lucille came slowly down the Ion.
lEalk. Her heart was full OF gbitles
tsassss Why alil SONG people have ii
sslsI gooil efprtnAA2 Behind hdl4 wa'
! the great <silansioR where Marguerite
lived With her husband. Ma gueriii
aud Lucille had gone to school to
stfher, AMI after their school day.
lhcy had danced their way through
4 lfie until Marguerite met the man VIII,
lad built lhe big house.
MaTgueritas husband was the ON,
rich man N the village. Ii bad beef
a real love match, howcvc, for th,
ls man idored his little wife. anc
halguerita thought there was no one
IN the world as perfect as her sue
cessful husband
Lueiie had not envied her frient
loi she had a lover of her own, i
better man perhaps, II not as ricf
as the one who had chosen MaTguer
ita,
Today however, Lucille had come
away from Marguerita's home with 8
feeling Of discomfort. The great
house, with ils exquisite furnishings
IT. servants its air Of luxury, hat
made her feel She contrast of hol
own future Lucille was to live in a
little house. Her lover was poor, bui
nc had planned The cottage residence
Niih much eagerness.
rMell make up for. all thes little
'ncsS and lnaN OF Injury he satB "by
the amouns Of love We will have fol
each other
Lucille ,cflected that in Marguer
has home there was also love, and
she longed intensely for the Pretty
clothes, the ease. the softness of hel
friends existenco.
AG this moment OF her greatest re
bcllion she met the man she was tC
marry Phillip. she said, as he join
e1 her, 4 have been up to- Mar
guerta's oae mas the loyeliest home
Her husband gives her everything
He laughed, No home could b.
lovelier than our little house. he
said.
Her head went up. Il am not sc
srre,' she told him, that love in a
cottage will be all we think it will
be. Philip
He turned and stared at her. Has
vHr visit 70 Marguerita,' he asked
made you think that?"
She shook her head Il don
know, only it does not seem quite
taii that Marguerite should have sc
much, does it, Phillip?'
y "She HASN'T any more than you
lave" he said stoutly Both of you
have love, and beauty and home
that your Eome is to be smaller and
less luxurious ought not to weigh
greatly. Lucille.
His tone was so confident that il
grated OF ler. Did he value her 50
little that he could see her beauty
buried in his small house. while Mar
gueritas was to shine like a jewel
in its gorgeous setting?
She turned 20 her lover, her eyer
flashing. Il don't think want tc
LIVE in the little house, Phillip she
said
She did not really mean it; il was
Only a mood of the mind but his con
fident bearing. his masculine dense
ness irriiated her.
He stared at her unbeleyingly
Surely you don't mean that, Lucile?'
hr said. surely you don't mean that
you have let me build and dream
only TO have that dream unfulfilled?'
They had come 10 the gate that
opened the way to the little house
1t was always their custom TO 70
there on afternoons together TO see
what had been done. Every stone
that had been laid every room that
had been finished. every bit Of fur
Diiure thai had been bought had
boon the result of their careful plan
ming. Today they entered II IN 81
lehce. Luclle's glance seemed to take
/; in critically. She wondered how
she could have been so enthusiastic
The simple prints on the walls, the
inexpensive furniture in the living
room, the muslin haugings, all look
eG so cheap after the magnifcence
of Marguerita's home
She turned 10 him and flung out
her hands Il Just can't live hcre,
Phillip sue said despairingly
A first be would not believe her
She was SO hnit into his life that he
aefuscd to think of a future
without her Bat, with wild feel
ine that she was tied to poverty If
She married him. she demanded her
freedom and after he lad used every
argument IN the long walk home, al
last he gave it, with look of pain
that hurt her, and kept her awake in
tho watches Of the night.
Indeed she got no sleep. She Won
deed what evil spirit possessed her
that she chould thus sell her birth
right of love.
She arose and paced the floor, and
at last she sank down by the window,
looking our in the starlit night.
But there was something more than
the stafs hat lighted the night. On
the hill that stood between her own
lomc aud hat of Margueritas there
was dull GLOW
Lucille watched ii in fascinated won
len Something was burning-a barn,
perhaps. She wondered whose barn
i could be. In the distance she heard
the bells hat would bring ont the
1nly fire engine in the town. Phillip
vas a MEMBER of the fire brigade. She
knew iust how strong and active he
" Aould be IN trying TO save the prop