The Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1???-1928, 1911-11-26
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moonlight.
"Oh, silva, am disappointed in
YOU" he cried; Il thought you'd give !
a fellow some advice instead OF treat |
ing me fippantly. You must know
I'm not gushing don't mean to
be-"
Forgive me, Mash" said silva
quietly. You want to ask me how to
approach the sort of girl you know
she is?"
That's it. exactly! She writes I'M
der single name. Avis but she must
have surname. and she must have
home somewhere, and | want to
meet her and some day marry her"
you are In earnest. Marshall?"
asked silva In shaking voice.
Il am" he said solemnly.
Then I will arrange 1t SO you can
meet Avis-and hope you won't be
disappointed, but I'm afraid you will.
Here comes Fen Purdy-this is his
dance. ! must 60"
"Ah, but you're brick, Siva-the
next dance is mine. and we'll dance it.
Ell, not sit It out?"
"As you please" murmured silva
and was gone.
Marshall arose and went to one OF
the open windows, leaning against the
frame and looking In on the dancers.
Now that he had Entrusted his secret
to silva Smith, he felt that there was
more reality to 1t than the mere
dreaming Of the identity Of the poet
ess whose verses had won his love.
Strangely contented he watched the
pretty scene within, glowing every
time silva Smith passed him. Fen
Purdy's black sleeve against the pale
pink Of her gown Siva's hair was
bronze brown with golden lights and
her eyes were the same and her face
was beautiful-surpassingly lovely
tonight, with her lips curved into a
happy smile and her brown eyes shin
ing with inward Joy.
All at once Marshall was jealous OF
Fen Purdy, who had fallen helplessly
| In love with silva. Purdy was rich
and handsome and silva was so desir-
| able! Why had Marshall never
| thought of that before? BY the time
| the dance was over Marshall Bowman
| knew that he was In love with silva
Smith, that he always had been and
that he would tell her of it as soon
as he could reach her side.
He claimed her at once and took
| her out to the angle seat. silva
Smith," he said solemnly, Il know
youll think I'm fool but I've just
discovered that there is somebody
love more than Avis"
silva uttered a low cry and her
hands fed to her heart
What is it, Siva?" he asked.
alarmed.
| "A little pain near my heart-I have
1t often. Pray tell me of your new
love"
mot new one-only, silva, dear,
I've been watching you dancing in
there and find that you are the girl
of my heart after all. | don't sup
pose you could learn to like me lit.
tle?"
81? Why, Marsh, I never thought
you cared for me-"
1T came to me all at once that II
you married Fen Purdy and | mar.
ried Avis, my paper lady, that i would
be wretched all the days of my life
You've been my confessor for so long.
dear you know all my sins--you
couldn't care, could you, Siva?"
And silva told him she could care
and she had cared for long time
How about poor Avis of the poems?"
she asked after a while.
"Ah, cant marry both you he
laughed happily, and choose you"
III you marry me you will marry
Avis, too" said silva softly "Oh. you
blind Marshall. Transpose the letters
OF her name and you get mine!
wrote those verses to you-and found
you after all"
I'VE found each other amended
Marshall tenderly