Bisbee daily review., 1911-11-01

! stranger. that she musn't mind, be- cause really he was half an invalid 2 | And why should it make any differ | ence 10 him what she thought of him Yet be yFithed as he stood there. his order ended, watching her. Suddenly she lifted her eyes as with an effort. She was very pale now and he fancied there was 8 hint of appeal in her gaze Was there on earth aaother creature of such varying aspects and moods7 He glanced around the little shop desperately and bought an armful of magazines at random. The shock headed boy waited on him and the girl retired again to her tiny office. but bent over the desk. Still dazed, he left the shop and dropped into the drug store. He had made friends with the aueer old proprietor.
 Who is she?" repeated the old man as Drllham lighted the cigar just purchased
 Say, that girls all right. Her dad owned the store. no-account he was. but he worEhiped Judith. The only thing that kept him at work at all was that she wanted to go to college. and he had to earn the money. And in the middle of her second year he up and died, and after the funeral. when she found that store was all she had in the world, why, she just naturally started out 10 run it That was three months ago. or course, she isn't much on business. but she gets along.
 She impressed me as being decided " able to take care of herself" Drill ham found himself saying a little curtIy.
 The old man laughed. "Judys got a way with her." he said. She's always carried her head high. But I've seen her cry over a robin with busted leg when she was younger and lordy, but she can run from a cowi She's just a girl after aIi,"
 Bayard Drillham walked back slowly 10 his quiet boarding place He was trying to imagine Judith White fright ened, appealing. tremuious, and could not. Yet as he pictured her face. tenn ! pestuous, naughty and commanding. he remembered suddenly that odd lit- tie quiver to her lips. and her pallor. IL was curious combination. It was so curious that the following day found him back in the little shop, where he demanded more magazines, quite unabashed at the memory of his yesterdays purchases. The boy was away and Judith herself waited on him, cool, reserved. polite. She wore dark blue, with white collar and cuffs, and he smilingly wondered if she knew she looked as if she were dressed for part in a play. Somehow his attempts at conversation, while frankly met, never got anywhere, and he found himself going out when he most decidedly wished to stay in. And for many days tse little scene was repeated. He told himself it was merely an idle curiosity to see ff hs ever could catch the goddess of her guard to find if she really were like other girls. A mad idea of hunting up 2 brokenlegged bird possessed him. And each day brought him more firmly under thrall of her deep, dark eyes, her aloOfness, her superb abil- ity to care for herself.
 Never had Bayard Drillham so patiently tried to make friends with any man, to say nothing of a woman. for all his life he had fled from them, and never had he encountered such an impossible wall So constantly were his thoughts centered on. the amazing girl in the stuffy little shop that he forgot to think of himself and his ill., ness and the result was that health sought him out. Yet he stayed on in Perch Harbor. Once he said to her half fercely, Do you intend to waste your whole life here?r
 Why not?' she had countered in- dignantly, T was born herei I be- long here."
 Judith was paler these days, and one morning Drillham, vaguely wor- ried, entered the shop only to find 1t empty. There was no sound, and he stepped 10 the door leading to her little office. There with her head down on her outspread arms was Judith. As he looked her shoulders heaved.
 With one bound Bayard Drillham was oNsAAC AStf IAcNihS htl AO ulh as one draws a weeping child. What is it, Judith?" he asked terrified. What has happened?"
 The fact that instead of repelling him she half clung to him in a limp sort of despair added to his terror Oh" she gasped hopelessiy, I've had to give up! I'm beaten, I've fought and been conceited enough to think I could do things. but I guess you were right. There's been no sys- tenn or c-c-common sense in the way I've run the business and now I've run into the ground! The storen be closed tomorrow"
 Bayard DrillhAm looked down at the tear-stained face with a great thrill of unbelieving happiness. His goddess was only a girl after all!
 I've wanted 10 marry you all along and never dared say so beforel Can't you care a little? Won't you go back with me dear?"
 I've cared ever since I was so angry uifh vou that frsf ffno cor