Bisbee daily review., 1911-03-03

 The question is whether we shah be mere than friends. We ike each other pretty well. but for my part there is one other that I'm not sure love bet ter than love him. One day NIT. Scar borough and 1 went out in a boat, and it was evident before we had been to- gether long that our minds were on the great question. shall we be more than friendsGr We were very prac- tical about it. exchanging views with a frankness not usual in such eases.
 For my part" he said, 'I feel that l love you better than any other per son in the world excepting one. That person, I confess, l do not approve of-one whose intellect is not by any means of the highest and whose good intentions are often not carried out.
 "How singularr' I exclaimed. You have spoken my case as well as your own. There is one whom I prefer to you. But, gracious, how faultyl I con fess I am often put to the blush on account of Franks shortcomings.
 s'Selfshg'
 selfish at times beyond measure"
 That's just the way with my Win nie"
 How is it. then, that we prefer these unworthy persons to each other?8 I asked.
 There was a brief silence, at the end of which he asked:
 "How long have you known this persong'
 Many years"
 T have noticed that the longer l have known Frank the greater selfish ness I find"
 same here. We have been eompan- ions since we were wee little things. My theory is that it is propinquity. l have known my Winnie and you have known your Frank so long ssat asso- ciation has begotten love"
 But love is blind. If this is love We feel for those persons how is it that we see their faults so plainiy:'
 Are what we see in them really faultsT'
 "What do you mean by that?"
 ''f will explain I snatehed a kiss from you. You are angry and blame me. In other words. you consider that I have committed a fault, whereas I have simply been following a natural instinct Now. your Frank may place you in an embarrassing position with out any intention to do so. yet you ! consider him at, fault"
 That may apply to your Winnie, but not to my Frank. i confess you are much more worthy of my love i than Frank. My love for Frank ad- init is inexeusable, and yet I can't help it"
 And l will admit that my winnie's thoughts and acts are gross in com parison with yours"
 How can you love such a person?''
 q would rather call it preference than love-
 There again we agree; it is prefer enee in my case too"
 While we were talking a cloud had been gathering behind US. Our backs being turned toward it. we did not see 1t We were sitting in the stern of the boat. while held the main sheet in my hand. Suddenly a squall struck us and capsized the boat. which sank. Three of us were in the water to- gether. Mfr. Scarborough. and one life preseryer. Mir. Scarborough could not swim at all. I a very little. A few strokes took me to the eorks. Mir. Scarborough could not reach them. though they were not a mans length from him He went down, and when he came up. by a desperate effort, reached him with tke life preservcr.
 'ATake hold of it," cried.
 No; it will bear but one of us"
 T can swim"
 ''Not enough to save yourself" He went down q second time. When he came up I fought to get the pre- server around him. He was uncon- scious, and I partly succeeded. Then a boats nose poked itself against us. The rain and the wind beating up the waves had concealed 1t from us. A hand grasped each one of us and 1 dragged us into the boat
 hung over him anxiously until we got him to shore. where we applied the usual restoratives in such cases. Aft CT awhile he showed signs of life and finally came to himself
 The same evening, after having been revived, we resumed the talk that had been interrupted by the sauali. But we now chatted under very different conditions. We had been dumped in the water with-so far as we knew at the time-a chance for but one to be saved. Each had preferred that the other have that chance. We sat lock ed in each others arms.
 Tt has been proved conclusively to- day" he said, that these ether lovers of ours must take a back seat. l would not have done for Winnie what l did for you"
 ''Nor I for Frank
 "It's an i'll wind that blows nobody any good, The squali blew us into the water. but it blew away at the same time our indecision between each other and these two other lovers"
 Thank heaven for that I was aw- fully tired of it But tell me who is this Winifred that has been my rivalg
 "Who is FrankT
 Tell me and I'll tell you"
 My name. as you know, Is Edward ". Scarborough Winnie is rot Wini-