The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1910-07-22
The EVENING STORY
His Girl in Detroit.
(By Stacy E. Bakery

His Girl in Detroit.
(By Stacy E. Bakery
The marriage of Marie Norf1eld and
Anthony Morton. scheduled for early
June. was suddenly broken off by the
girl without word of explanation.
AS for Anthony, he was too proud to
ask for one. The two drifted apart.
vo, Morton eonsoled himself with 1t in. the
(Marie's well cared for tresses were
black. and the dark eyed maid who |
had been his fiancee showed a de- |
cided Partially for Wayne Haskell,
youth who had occupied niche In
the young woman's affections some
time before Anthony had gained her
consent for an early marriage i
The curious of Drakeviile..and
little to gossip about in the attitude
of either. Each was cordial to the
other, and at the little parties given
| weekly by their set. danced occa-
wayne Haskell was a brilliant
youth with an enviable future before
| him. He was young M. D., Just
from college, but popular.
Anthony Morton was an architect,
and while Drakeville's need of arehi-
teets was limited, the sandy haired
young fellow with the determined
take-life-seriously air. managed to-
make more than a comfortable living.
|
| the better match for Marie-and Nor
| ton knew this. Hence, many a sleep
less vigil through long restless
| nights.
| Marie Norfield and Dotty .Heming-
way were of the crowd congregated
at Loon lake, some twelve miles from
| Drakeville, on the occasion of an an
| nual outing of the Dfakeville hook
and ladder company. A hook and lad.
| der company in a town the size of
| Drakeville is an institution of social
| Importance. Haskell and Morton were
| both prominent in the organization,
and both were on the ar. arrangemsints
of the two young ladies was given over.
Loon lake is not to be reached by
rail. Vehicles and horses Of all stages
and ages were pressed into commission
on the day of this event.
i 1t was late in the afternoon when
Marie drew away from. the outing
grounds. alone, and in a clumsy punt,
for a cruise about the lake. Marie
was an excellent oarswoman.
Anthony Morton, the duties of the
day done, was sitting tete-a-tete with
Dotty Hemingway under shading
tree. Both watched the athletic maid
Marie" ventured Dotty, her red
lips forming to a perfect smile.
4 This was the first time she had ever
in Morton's hearing mentioned the
,
REALLY, Tony, I never quite under
stood why you fell out with herr"
"I didn't gloomily came from An
thony 'It's a curious situation, and
Thereupon he explained.
At the completion of his story the
girl eyed him scornfully.
"You men!" she exclaimed, and ana
mand an explanation of her. She
! hoped in her heart that you could ex-
plain the something that has come
! between you: and she was waiting to
give you the opportunity. You have
calmly allowed her to pass out of
your life. 1 don't believe there is a
drop of red blood in your veins-I
TT is too late now" came from
the pessimfst. '.She is completely in
fatuated with Haskell"
she isn't" declared the . girl wa an
l en- at all. She is just running around
with him to show you that-well,
slangily. that there are others-and
, you are taking me about for the same
: Anthony had the grace to blush.
l IL"
! "oh. don't deny it. You know it is
: true
r the shamed faced Anthony.
! "Of course not she answered. Il
: don't mind COnfesSing to you, since
YOU have been so truthful with me,
that I, too, had an object in view
v in allowing this intimacy"
+ Anthony stared.
], = s"Today my differences with-with
: | another have been adjusted. and
! would like to see the broken threads
: of your own romance Joined to-
: gether."
"But-''
. "There isn't any but about it.
y am a woman, and it would be strange
Y indeed, if 1 didn't know my own sex
v There is a boat" She pointed to q
: punt tied to a nearby stake. JUMP
n in and hunt down your capricious
: LADY,
is Anthony's troubled eyes roamed
0 the space about them. A fellow was
}. striding hastily toward their clois-
q tered spot. 1t was Haskell. Anthony
n rightly interpreted the girlu's words
l. as dismissal.
Disconsolately, he arose and made
his way to. the boat Slipping the
flat bottomed affair from its moor
ing and FLASHED dismally out onte
n the water. This was an idle mission
he knew it.
q Marie Norfield was not in sight
! | Loon lake is a bending body OF water
: | with wooded harbors all about, and {
. pretty little island near it inlet
- Toward this island Anthony threaded
his way. She was there! Further
l. more. without proffered assistance
II she bade fair to remain there H,
n saw her as turn brought the isiant
into view. She was standing erect II
le the boat, and using al oar as poll
ID in a series of fruitless efforts to NOV
lie the craft from clinging sandbar.