The Bon Homme County independent. [volume] (Tabor, S.D.) 1904-1913, 1911-04-27
HALF "A ROGUE
BY HAROLD MAC .GRATH
Bobbs- Merrill
By HAROLD MAC ,GRATH
CHAPTER v-(Continued.)

the cup back to him. Pour little
fresh tea in, spill it gently, turn the
cup against the SAUCER and twirl 1t
three times That's the incarnation"
She extended her hand for the cup.
There is always woman In a
mans tea cup" she began. There are
two in this one"
Good gracious"
Yes. Do you see that?" pointing to a
cluster OF leaves.
Looks like a camel. Am I going to
be thirsty?"
"That always indicates scandal" she
declared soberly.
"Scandal?" He smiled skeptically.
Scandal and disappointment But
happily these do not appear as hav-
ing permanency. Have you an en-
emy?"
None that / know Of, save myself.
But don't you think something is the
matter with the tea? 1t seems impos-
sible that those harmless grounds
-. Why, / shan't sleep % nights
"Ycu are laughing. Yet. this man is
there And here Is a lie. too. It's a
very bad cup. Mr.. Warrington. I'm
sorry"
so am l." gaily. by the way, when
do you and your mother start for New
York;"
I'VE leave tonight"
same train down."
Mother and I'll be glad to, have you
with u.s."
At 2 o'clock they began the journey
home. All told, 1t was an enjoyable day
for Warrington. More than ever he set
his face against the great city and
looked with satisfaction on the hills of
pastime to sit on Patty's veranda and
talk, become, and act like one of the
young people. He was growing old ;
his youth must be renewed soon, or he
would lose it utterly.
New York Clamor, clamor; noise,
noise; the calling Of cabmen, the clang-
ing of street cars. the rumbling of the
elevated. the roaring Of the drays and
the rafting Of the carts.
warrington, Patty and her mother
alighted from tina train in the gloomy.
smoky cavern called the Grand Central
station and walked toward the gates.
There was sunshine outside, but 1t was
scarcely noticeable through the black
ened canopy overhead.
There's John! cried Patty, Selling
her mothers arm. And Miss Challon-
er, tool"
A moment later the son was holding
his mother in q fond embrace. Mrs.
Bennington gave the actress her hand.
who ignored 1t. put her arms around
the mother and kissed her.
Breakfast awaited them at Benning-
toms hotel. This passed of smoothly.
Then Warrington excused himself. He
had business engagement down town.
It was arranged, however, that they
were to be his guests that evening at
dinner and a box party at the summer
opera. On Wednesday, at 10. they were
to breakfast In his apartment. From
his rooms they would go straight to
the parsons, the Little Church Around
the Corner"
The day passed quickly for all con-
cerned; the dinner and box party left
nothing to be desired.
The wedding breakfast would have
provoked envy In the heart of Lucullus;
for Warrington was acknowledging
epicure.
. Patty was delighted. Warrington
guided her about the rooms on a tour
(, of inspection. He pointed out all the
curios and told the history of each. The
desk interested her most.
"And this is where you write? Won't
you give me single sheet Of manu-
script to take home with me?"
II certainly shall"
+. He pulled out q drawer and found
some old manuscript. He selected a
sheet, signed 1t, and gave 1t to her.
II am rich!" the girl exclaimed.
Signed manuscript from real live au-
thor! I suppose that you receive tons
Of letters from autograph fiends"
(, ITS a part of the days work." His
face frightened. He searched his
pockets. "Here is one out of the ordi-
nary"
She drew out the letter and read it
slowly.
"Do yoa receive many like that?"
Very few; that's why treasure it. I
Tia 90 fhn xxyv~itn hut
that's impossible"
Evidently Il was written in good
There's not the least doubt of that.
am glad Of one thing; can't disillu-
sion her."
what do you mean"
"Oh. this young woman thinks I
must be q paragon Of virtues. I'm not:
I'm a miserable impostor. She takes 1t
for granted that am good and kind
and WISE"
AREN'T your" asked Patty gravely.
"As men go. always try to be kind:
sometimes am good. and sometimes I
am WISE"
'Tm afraid you are one Of those
young men who try to be bad and can't.
They are hopeless"
warrington laughed.
.But I am superstitious about that
letter. I've carried 1t in my pocket for
weeks. It's q kind OF mentor. When
ever some fool thing comes into my
head, I stop and think Of the letter.
THAT is good. The writer hasn't
wasted her time"
81 love you!" whispered John.
Miss Challoner smiled into his eyes.
The smile encouraged him. and he
raised her hand to his lips.
All, IL II were not for those gloves.
Why did he net say something? She
was positive that he had them. To
smile and laugh and talk; to face the
altar, knowing that he possessed those
hateful gloves! To pretend to deceive
wnen she knew that he was not de-
ceived. It was maddening.
At tho church the women cried a
little The bride and groom left i'm
mediately for Boston, from which city
they were to sail for Europe the follow
ing day. In the carriage John drew
his bride close to his heart.
"Mine!" he said kissing her. God
grant that I may make you happy
girl"
His hand stole into his coat pocket
and gently dropped something into her
lap She looked down and saw through
her tears a crumpled pair of white Kid
gloves. Then she knew what manner
of man was this at her side.
1T was not because I doubted you"
he said softly; ut was because they
were yours"