The Fulton County news. [volume] (McConnellsburg, Pa.) 1899-current, 1912-12-31

leisure time," he admitted. "What
else is chap to do, sitting all alone
in his digs? It's dogs life"
They sat in silence for few min
utes. Then she sighed.
"What are you thinking OFF," he
asked.
ooh, nothing much. ! was think
ing that / could enjoy things so
much if | only had chance. 1t
seems to me sometimes that | only
live for just this fortnight in the
year. The rest Of the time it's not
life.
Tts all right, Of course, and I'm
sure | don't mind work, and they're
as sweet as they can be to be in Do
yer street. But it's not what | want.
It's not what Pm in the world for.
It's silly, of course, to talk like this,
isn't it? Because it's no good grum-
bling when you can't alter it."
"Matter of fact, if, when / showed
up at Dover street the day after 70
morrow the manager told me that
nv services were not required any
further, | should probably cry all
night" :,
"Poor little grip he said, and
put one hand on hers. Her hand
trembled under his. She did not
withdraw it. Again she sighed.
"Ips all over, isn't it?" she said.
"Goodby to summer, Goodby. Good
by"
"Well," said the man. "lts been
a good fortnight for me this year at
any rate. / don't only mean the
weather, though that's been better
than | expected, having to take my
holiday late. The very first night
after we'd sat down to dinner you
asked me to pass the salt, or some
ordinary this of that sort, and l
looked up at you. Oh, didn't make
any mistake. / knew. | was dead
certain it was going to be all right"
"What did you know%
'I have met ladies who had no
more effect on me than if they didn't
exist. With you from the first mo-
ment it was quite different. Moth
ing else mattered, except you. You
and | were together, and the rest
might 90 to the devil. Sweet thought
for a man who can't afford to marry,
and perhaps would find it useless II
he could"
She took her hand away. "Whats
the good of talking like thisT she
said little sharply.
"Of course | couldn't expect you
TO feel the same about me as do
about you"
81 don't know how you feel about
me. No, | don't want to know. I'm
tired of sitting here. I'm going
back"
She rose, and he walked meekly
by her side, absolutely failing to un-
derstand her mood.
Presently, since he was a conver-
sationalist, he made remark about
the beauty of the scene before them
"I'm sorry" she said. 81 was
not really in bad temper with you
only with things was talking about
You've been very good in looking
. after me all this time. Thank you.
And then the real man in him per-
; forated the imitation nut that he
: tried to be. 81 don't care" he said
! "whether it's any use or not. Tn
going to tell you. | love you.
love you desperately / love yol
, with all my heart, Now you cal
tell me to 60 if you like"
'What are we waiting for, 0, m,
| hearth" The words echoed in he
e brain. She stood still looking up a
: him; then her long lashes fell owe
!, her eyes. He took her in his arm
n and kissed her passionately agail
: and again.
h "Well, Maudie," said her friend
d meeting her in Dover street. "Any
d body can see you've been having
e holiday. You've gone quite brown
Did you have nice time%
/, "Top hole," said Maudie. "Lot
e of fun. A regular scream"
= In his office the young man wa
n welcomed by judicious senior, VIII
y, hoped that he had enjoyed himsel
le eyes, thanks very much" said tn
= young man smiling. "Had mos
st sporting time"
And thus do we veil the secrets {
ly our hearts.-London Sphere.