The Marion daily mirror. (Marion, Ohio) 1892-1912, 1911-11-30
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II was then that Bill from his
corner said: "Chum, why don't -ou
tell her you love her." and then
fell into panic for fear he had
transgressed beyond forgiveness.
what" began Big Bailey, and
then degenerated into series of
shutters and inarticulate sounds that
threw Bill into another fit of laugh
ter and gave him the grip OF the
situation.
Big Bailey was still sitting limp In
his chair, staring at Bill with q sort
OF convicted, frightened look. and
snappin his palette knife on the
chair arm. At last he made des-
perate effort and managed to say
coherently:
Because she can't care for me and
1T would hurt, Bill"
"How do you know she don't"
asked Bill "You never asked her. "
"See here, Bill, old man, let's talk
this over. Perhaps IL will help some"
"All right. Why didn't you try 1t
before?"
Thought you didn't know. Sup
pose the fellows know anything "
VI
Bill. cheerfully.
Big Bailey took couple of turns
around the room, lit his pipe and lift
ed Bill bodily into his chair, where he
stood facing him with one heel hook
ed into the CRATE.
Now" he began, "when did you
find out about this?"
"The first time you met her."
nj Cd hn
conciusively, Wrong. Because II
didn't WON'T didn't-she
couldn't"
"But she did," broke in Bill, land
so did you"
Big Bailey took another turn
around the studio and returned to the
hearth Bill waited. And as he
watched Big Bailey's face he saw
something pass across 1t that left
glory there he had never seen. And
he looked suddenly away.
When the artist spoke again 1t was
In voice thick and unnatural, SC
that Bill glanced at him, but the
YES" said Big Bailey. at:
quite true | love her--I wonder II
anyone could ever understand how
dearly. And it's true that 1t has beer
from the very first. Why, | didn'i
know 1t was possible for man tC
care so for a woman. In the old days
taught Well, l don't know why
| Just know do. She's such bully
good fellow, isn't she, Bill?"
Bill nodded most emphatically.
And she was such a whole lo
different from the rest of that bunch
They bored her. Anyone could SCI
that. They didn't understand he
any more than she could understand
how they got any real fun out. o
afternoon teas. She's real, Bill
She knows. That's it, she knows.
THAT afternoon Danny played th
Bach G string aria there in the dusl
she whispered to me, Il always fee
this when | hear that--"And the.
heard the voice of the Lord Goo
walking in the garden in the coo
Of the day Why, Bill, it's jus
exactly what ] always felt Sh
knows, tell you.
And another time when | wa
/ walking home with her che picked NJ
II dirty little child that was cryini
IN the street. and she sat down on tn
step and cuddled 1t. Say. Bill-ah
well, you wouldn't understand"
But | do" said Bill.
"Yes, guess you do" answere
the big fellow "Those are some .
the reasons | love her. And whel
we've been little jaunts together
you may have noticed | was ava
from the studio once in while" Bll
chuckled.
when we went little jaunts "a
gether she has always seemed to lilt
to be with me. She certainly had
good time always, but figured 1t tina
IL was because she liked the sam
sort Of things and | showed her in
terestiAg places and things other fel
lows didn't know about" Big Bale
stopped,
But | never could think that
that she loved me-" he added quietl;
"I-know she does" said Bill, wit
conviction.
How do you know?"
Because I've seen her look 81 yo
in a way-Gee!"