Hopkinsville Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1889-1918, 1911-05-20


and you are looking white"
"Silly," she said, and dared not
tell him Of her sleepless nights.
"You'll come back?" she pleaded,
as he left.
He looked down into her pale
face. eyes," he said briefly. T'll
come soon and marry you, but /
can't tell you what kind of a hus-
band I'll be il / live here. ] wasn't
born to be Gagged"
"And l wasn't born to listen to
the wind and the waves and the
shifting of the sand" she said Bit
terly.
Once more he visited her before he
made his final decision. He found
her fainting and gasping in her hot
rooms.
Tomorrow we'll be married." he
said with decision, "and l shall take
you back to the sand hills"
I "But," she protested.
"You need not stay" he told her,
eff you do not like it."
The honeymoon journey was a
trip on the lake. 1t was a golden
morning when they came to their
destination.
Margaret, drawing deep breaths of
the summer air, whispered: 81 shall
like to stay here a little while, but
we'll go back, won't WEI"
off you wish it," he said gravely.
He led her into the rooms he had
prepared for her. The broad, low
windows faced the lake. The soft
summer winds stirred the curtains
and brought refreshing GOODNESS
II will leave you here" Allan said.
Curled up on the window seat,
Margaret drank in the beauty of the
view, and was rested by the quiet
and GOODNESS.
She fought against the charm of
it all. ''But l love the city" she told
herself vehemently.
| They had their supper on the wide
porch, and after long winter of
badly prepared food Margaret's APP
{. petite was tempted by the delicious
fare.
That night Allan worked late at
his books in the back of the store. 1t
was IL o'clock when Margaret stole
in.
"Do you mind" she asked gravely,
"if l watch you?"
He drew her down beside him. "T
am glad you came" he said. 81
want to show you something"
Then he went into business de-
tails which her quick mind readily
grasped.
''This last year has been a for
tunate one for me-" he said. 81 can
sell out now proftably and go to
town, and now you must plan where
we shall live and what we shall do,
Margaret. If we could stay here my
money would be quite little for
tune and we would be people of some
prominence among the sand hills. In
the city it will not go far, but you
will know best what to do with it."
She rose and went to the window.
In front of her stretched the lake
and the star-lighted sky. Then she
turned back to Allen and saw him for
the first time with eyes that were
not dazzled by prejudice. He sat in
his country store, little king of the
community. In the city he would
be an atom, a laborer among the
common people. Here among the
sand hills his word counted against
the word of any other man. He was
listened to-looked up to. She came
toward him swiftly and stood by his
desk.
"What would you think" she
asked rapidly, eff l should say that I
didn't want to go back?"
His startled eyes met hers. "But
you could never be happy here" he
said.
"And you could never be happy
there" she retorted.
For a moment they faced each
other.
Allan said slowly: 81 have only
one wish-to make you happy"
Suddenly she broke down and
sobbed in his arms.
''Then let me stay here" she said,
"where | belong and where q AL