The Bourbon news. [volume] (Paris, Ky.) 1895-19??, 1910-12-20

you're not? Well it seems to
me you were prettskeen about COM
| ing"
"Why, yes, l wanted to come
We both did. But l never heard of
this place until you brought me the
booklet"
But you kept at me to get, circu-
lars of hotels along the Maine coast
something out of the beaten
path. f"
why, Warren, that was what we
both wanted surely you haven't for
! gotten?"
''No, and haven't forgotten how
you enthused over the prospectus of
this particular place"
And didn't you?"
! 81 wanted to please you, of course,
and when you set your heart on this,
naturally p
| The waitress, who for several mo-
ments had been lowering uncertain
ly about them, came up now.
Are you through, sir?''
Eyes, we're through You don't
suppose any one could eat that food,
do you? How do you expect to keep
your guests when you serve such
! stuff as that?"
The waitress made some murmur-
| ed apology.
! at isn't her fault, Warren. She
has to serve whatever is given her in
! the kitchen. Whats the use of
! speaking to herr"
''Oh, there's no use speaking to
any one here. I've complained to
I every one from the manager down,
and nobody seems responsible" He
was slipping his black coffee distaste-
fully. What do you say to cutting
it short and going back?"
Her heart sank. She had known It
must come soon, but she had tried to
ward it off as long as possible. To
go back before they had planned
would be an admission of failure
an admission that their honeymoon
had not been success and that they
wanted to have it over.
[ Couldn't we go somewhere else
first?" she ventured nervously.
There's SO many places"
Haven't you had about enough OF
this? | think l have"
| She WINGED and her lips trembled.
So it was not only the hotel, but he
was tired of being alone with her.
He had had enough; he wanted to go
I back. She remembered once he had
said: eff we could go to some far
away island, just you and 1, and live
our lives there alOne-ah, sweet
heart, | would ask for nothing else
And now-nOw that they were mar
ried-two weeks had been enough!
when do you want to gO?" she
asked it with an effort.
''The sooner the better. Tomor-
row."
what time?"
GAS soon as you can pack Wait,
I'll get time table from the Of
| fice."
There was more eagerness in his
voice and manner than there had
been for days.
He came back with the time table.
Here's a train in the morning at
| 11:45. Do you think We can make
that"
"I'll try
You might do some of the pack
| ing tonight" he suggested, then
you'll not be SO rushed. And we
| might even make an earlier train,
there's one at 1922"
Very WE'LL
They rose from the table now and
he went with her to the foot of the
stairs.
iii not come up just now.
think I'd better settle the bill and
see about getting the trunks down"
She started to go up alone, and
then turned suddenly
"Warren!" there was a pleading
note in her voice She went back to
him and laid her hand on his arm.
Warren, don't ask me to pack to-
| night--this is our last night here L
want you to take me for little walk.
It's such beautiful moonlight
icL 80 uOWu ny the D0acn.
He hesitated, and then said reluc-
family well, | suppose we can
get up earlier in the morning
1t was beautiful night-the
moonlight, the long stretch of beach,
and the soft rush of the waves. She
slipped her arm through his and was
, leaning slightly against him.
If ne would only respond to her!
If they could make of this last night
something beautiful, if he would help
her bring into it some of the love
and romance she so longed for it
would do much toward redeeming
the past two weeks. 1t would give
to their honeymoon a beautiful end
ing, and she would always hold that
in her memory AMI try to. forget the
rest.
"Oh, dear, it is wonderful night,