The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1911-07-22

vered by the moon. bright against his
Shoulder. He tried to get away I'M
seen. but they started apart Young
Townsend went after him, taking him
into their confidence. asking him not
to mention suspicion of what he had
seen. as his mother had other plans
for him. and would make things trou.
blesome.
Ihen, since life had become unbear.
able to him. a matter OF dying OF
tnirst with the water OF love all about
nlm ne decided to leave. II was
wednesday, and at breakfast the next
morning he told her he must get back
TO look after things on his estate, and
would be obliged to leave the next
day. AT luncheon she spoke OF his 60
ing. ana every one regretfully begged
MIN to stay on. He was seated oppo.
site Sallie, who said nothing, but her
brown eyes met his blue ones In a
long gaze, and sudden burning blush
swept over her face and neck. She
seemed unable for a moment to take
her gaze from him; then she began
chatting and flirting outrageously
with Smith. who had, as usual, man
aged to get a place beside her. But
Selby's heart leaped for a moment
only. What. after all, was a blush
And was 1t for him? Girls blushed
FOR nothing often-perhaps Smith had
touched her hand beneath the table!
Nevertheless, Selby made up his
mind to ask her, before Smith II
necessary, to give him a few moments
He would take her out under the
trees into the flowers into the garden.
and tell her all his heart. He would
at least make her say NO" But aft.
err breakfast she disappeared. sent
down word at luncheon that she had
a headache. and at dinner came in
languidly and was unwontedly silent
Selby had spent the afternoon TAX.
Ing Maude Hunt for walk and trying
to be impersonally nice to her for her
unappreciated and very personal inter
est In him, which he had chivalrously
tried not to acknowledge even to him
self. And after dinner, Sallie. lovely
In white dress. devoted herself to
a sweet old lady on the porch and
slipped of early to bed. She had not
given him glance!
Selby went to his room late, and
fell into troubled sleep. In the gray
of the morning he awakened. restless
and miserable. He rose and dressed
slowly Once he thought he heard
something brush at his door. but when
he opened 1t saw no one. He had
closed II, and was passing his window
his room was on the first floor
when something wet and fresh-a
pink rose, still dewy-struck him full
in the face. He stopped to pick It up,
and by the time he thought to reach
the window there was no one in sight,
though protecting corner was close
by.
He slipped downstairs and out OF
doors, around the house Who could
have played so pretty a trick? Was
Il IL a farewell?
Still holding the half-opened rose
| he wandered about, finally giving up
the search. and walking on toward the
little lake. He went down to its edge
unseeingly, remembering how Smith
had fished her out. And he almost
stumbled over something on the sand
"a long brown cloak, pair of little
shoes, an enormous towel. Then a
laugh rang out, and wet brown head
was shaking up from the water. Sallie
shook her dripping hair
shame. for spying on my morn.
ing's swim! The waters fine! | sup
pose you for instance, wouldn't care
to risk your life saving a lady with
several medals and Carnegie life
saving decoration to her credit"
) She began to Chamber out in her
trim bathing suit. and he gave her
hand In help-and forgot to let go.
, With the other arm he wrapped her
, cloak about her, still holding to the
! wet hand. Then he stopped for his
fallen rose.
did you--throw me this?' ne
a., asked.
:. She nodded her head. her face hid.
!, den In the towel.
n Yes. | did! 1t was for goodby, and
A because you were so stupid all these
, mornings TO have slept while |
i gloried in the wet, fresh outdoors!"
, Then wrath and a mans impatient
!, love broke bounds.
a Are you--engaged TO that-to Mr.
a SMITH love you anyhow"
q It's none of your business" she
said. demurely: but I'm not engaged
:, to anybody, which is not-my--
!, fault"
/, Without a word he snatched her VI
q against him, and held her protesting
, I'm too wet to - be kissed :
n again." she pleaded, Please Stan
n ton! Yes--of course, | do, No, stu
|, pid, of course, | don't! How coulC
a love a man who boasts that he cam,
"A here to marry me?" She broke int
" ringing laughter. And of all the
IS party of slow coaches! fell into tn,
water DurDosely-on a bet that h,