The Plymouth tribune. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1901-1911, 1910-06-30
ents who have been so kind: so

came out to tell you. oh. Phil" she
sobbed Il don't know what to do"
My poor little GIRL he said. i
don't believe l should run away with
you. l am going into the house to ask
your father and mother. TO let me
marry you"
Phil"
Il can't go home without knowing
something certain. Come"
AS the two young people entered the
sitting room MarjOrie's father and
mother stared at them in astonish-
ment The girl, cold and wind blown.
slipped into chair. Phil walked up to
the table.
'Sit down, won't you?" asked Mr..
Brant. hesitating. as he looked at the
young mans stern face.
No." said Phil, I'll stand. Mar
jorie and ! were going to run away.
Run away" exclaimed Mrs. Brant
and her husbands fist came down on
the table heavily But as Phil told Oh
his love. the older man gazed at him
intentlv, visions of his own youth and
COuI lSLip OCCPiy.
Phil had finished he said:
Il understand that if it had not been
windy tonight and Marjorie had not
thought it was wrong you would have
run away?"
Il think So"
"And what them"
The young mans gaze met that OF
the older mans squarely.
81 should have taken care of her
and kept her safe. love her."
He was very earnest. The father
seemed stirred by his uprightness and
he turned to his wife. well.
mother?"
1T is out of the question" she
flared. Marjorie is only twenty.
shall not let her get married for eight
years"
"Oh, mother!"
Yves. and by then, Marjorie. you
will know your own mind"
81 do know it," pleaded the girl.
'You were married when you were
twenty"
Yes; but I was older. You are only
a child Now you run UP to your
room"
With a despairing glance at Phil.
who stood looking stern and deter
mined, she left the room. Her moth
er turned to the young man.
II thought when 1 consented to the
engagement that you would be salts
fed. Now you are trying to coax the
child to run away"
II might have taken her." was Pills
answer.
The father, noting the set mouth OF
the young man, perceived the neces-
sity of compromise.
Perhaps we had better talk it over.
mother" he said.
NO." was the firm response. Il
shall not let Marjorie marry until she
is twenty-eight. That is young
enough"
But we were married when we
were young and have been happy"
What we did has nothing to do
with Marjorie. 1t is no good your Ia
king their part; shall not give my
consent"
Her husband saw that it was use
less to argue, and held out his hand
to Phil.
Il guess we shall have to do what
mother thinks best. After all. she is
right"
He accompanied Phil to the door.
The wind had abated and through the
scurry of clouds the moon shone
brightly. The young man stood look
ing at il for moment then stiffiy said:
"Good-by," and went down the path.
The horses hoofs had died away in
the distance when the father returned
to the sitting room.
AS Phil drove slowly homeward. he
modify gazed out upon the night.
The vagrant wind caressed his cheek
and the salt air filed his nostrils. The
little white spire of the church in Will
low Point silently beckoned to him in
the moonlight.
Suddenly his horse reared and came
| to sudden stop.
"Marjoriel" he exclaimed as the
girl stepped to the side of the car
riage.
She laughed nervously, as she
climbed in beside him.
Quick" she urged. Here is my
bag. They are arguing in the sitting
room. l took the short cut across the
lots. They will not discover that i
am gone for awhile, and, oh, Phil. l
climbed down the grape arbor,"
He urged the horse to a run with
one hand while with the other he
tucked the blanket around her.
Il can't believe it," he said as she
nestled close to him. Il can't believe
that you are really here"
We'll" said the girl, father was al
most ready to give in and mother will
soon make up, she always does, and
wasn't going to wait until was TWEEN
ty-eight to get married, Philosophical
ly after | looked out of my window
and saw that glorious moon-our
moon"