Daily independent. [volume] (Elko, Nev.) 188?-1915, 1911-03-27


tuous she failed completely to realize
she had been at all cruel.
It's. Wentworth, l suppose" said
Roland. miserably to himself and the
ride ended in silence.
"Gcolby. Miss Peggy. I'm on nm
a tIil; ,U.::irGGM c = oGubly shan't see
you ati.ln. lie $ ii - he left her.
In ier "wn room at last, Peggy
threw heT>ei On the bed in storm
of tears
oh. he looked @ unhappy. I've
broken hi heart. and he's SO good.
They say III" rorr people of this town
couldn't get along without him and
the children simply adore him He's
goits away, so that I'll never see him
again. | wouldn't marry him just be.
cause he's rich. see II now"
ring at the door caused her to
dry her tears hastily, shove her hair
into place, and lean over the baniStcr
to see who was there. AS it proved to
be Jack. she descended with great dig.
nifty To greet him.
Jack, don't want you to bring me
any more candy, and have plenty OF
'"' crs growing in the garden. You
| hiuS'h ne so lOOllSh.
It's all right. Peggy. have eno"gn
Tor one; for two. In fact You know we
could manage: we could i've here.
Keep Della just the same and every.
thing would he fine and dandy. Please
marry me. Peg"
Jack, told you once before that
diGn't intend TO marry anyone"
| ii. Clark I sippora M ona aI,a
stands ghost of n show with that
idiot around. Trust any girl to jump
at cash instead Of Il real man."
Peg%ys eyes flashed fire. Jack. go
nome. You are insulting not only Mr..
CiarE lat me AZ well. and | won't
stand 1t. i" But the door slammed
before she could say more.
Once more Peggy retired to her
chamber in tears. Was ever a mortal
so ill-used? Poor Jack!
It's just as said" she wept. Even
Jack can see II. 1t is the money that
makes me think ! want Roland oh
dear. oh dear
! won't cry another tear. | hate all
men-they're just H'ike-beasts! I'll
be an old maid with cat ten and
things and then they'll be sorry" she
ended rather vaguely.
Peggy went TO the top OF the stairs
and called Della. No answer.
"pelia!" tangible silence.
"Deelin!" yelled Peggy. forgetting
to be elegant
Lord, Miss Peggy. whatever Is the
matter. and me down cellar trying to
get the grease outer your petticoat
after that ortermobiie"
Never mind. Della" sighed Peggy
u just wanted you to run out in the
garden and gather mo few flowers to
wenr. Since you're so busy I'll go my.
self"
Flowers. is III" grunted Della. who,
adoring Peggy and the soul of good
humor. nevertheless felt obliged t. do
certain amount OF grumbling.
Out In the garden Peggy sniffed the
air with delight. Such perfect day
how wonderful all the flowers looked
how soft and puffy we're the clouds
how
The soliloquy ended suddenly. There
was Il creaking. grinding, then the
earth apparently opened and swallow.
ed her. For a time she was too dazed
To think.
She remembered there had been an
old well that had been boarded over,
sodded up, and forgotten until the
psychological moment when 1t chose to
break open landing poor Peggy
buried up to her neck, though quite
unhurt. also utterly unable to get
out
"Of all the ridiculous situations" she
groaned, with tears of vexatIon In her
eyes. Here ! am Just like those tor.
tured Fill Islanders or something: If
anyone sees me I'll die and II they
don't, Of course I'll die Just the Same.
Oh, Della! Dee-li.a. Yah! OF course
she won't hear me. Deeee.lla!"
Spying a male figure approaching
she dropped hastily from sight She
simply could not bring herself TO
call for help from an unSympathetic
and possibly humorously inclined
stranger
What on earth, or rather in eurth,"
she giggled hysterIcally. shall do
now? I'll just have to walt" Walt.
Ing was for poor Peggy the hardest
thing In tho world.
Presently her mind went back to the
problem Of tho hour.
They arc both fine fellows. be.
lieve I love them both wonder which
one loves me better"
II have II. " Nnicneyer one finds me
I'll have. or course the one who loves
best viii hunt hardest. | simply cant
make up my mind and | must marry
some one" She shuddercd at the aw.
ful possibility OF the fate 10 which sho
had declared her life not an hour be-
fore.
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