Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1912-06-28

he lost control of, and broke his neck
I'm taking no chances"
How many men have you seer
break their necks out Of autos?'
That's in business" pronounced
Rupert succinctly I'm going on, Oar
for you"
ling; it's only a two-mile run"
Here, wait" Dick urged Emily,
I'll stroll around to the stables with
him and make one of the men drive
him down. You don't mind my leav-
Ing your"
No" Emily answered. Il will wait
She might have walked back alone,
If she had chosen But instead she
sat down on boulder near the hedge
folding her hands in her lap like a de-
mure child. The house was so dull, so
hopelessly monotonous contrasted
with this fresh. wind-tossed outdoors
and Lestrange in his vigor of life and
glamour of ultra-modern adventure.
you and Mr.. Ffrench are very
good" Lestrange said presently. 81 am
afraid | appreciate It more than Ru-
pert, though"
rs he really afraid of horsesP"
Il should not wonder; never tried
him. But he is amazingly truthful"
Their eyes met across the strip of
sunny road as they smiled again
Emily felt the sudden confidence, the
falling away of all constraint before
the direct clarity of his regard.
you won your race" she said IT.
relevantly- 81 was glad. since you
wanted It,"
THANK you" he returned with
equal simplicity But I did not want
It that way. so far rs | was con-
,erned"
yet it was the next step7"
yes It was the next step meant
hat one does not care to be victor
because the leading cars were wreck
ID, There IS no citation in defeating
driver who Hes ont on the course
}ut, as you say, il helped my pur-
iose. You" he hesitated for the right
hrase- you are most kind to recall
hat have a purpose"
Il was the conventbred Emily who
,oked back at him. earnest-eyed. ex-
ltedly serious c
81 have thought of It often. Every
ne else that know Just lives the S
ay things happen-there are only e
wv people who grasp things and p
AXE them happen. That is real
ork; so many OF us are just given Il
ork we do not want" she broke h
III We do not want the work, it is Il
obably not our own" said Lee
range Unless we have brought il fe
ourselves by fault we must I'M p'
II need not speak of that to you.
lie must not make the mistake of as FIR
ming some one else's work" ia
He spoke gently. almost as II with le
,lairvoyant reading of her tendency so
self-;mmolatlon. tn
But may not some one else's fault 20
given us to undo?" she asked Gag sp
y. May not their work be forced so
us?" an
No" he answered re;
No?" bewiidered.
| don't think so. Each one OF us sci
enough with his own, at least so the
seems to me. Most of us die be- usi
, we finish H." the
mily paused. contending with th> we
eliness and doubts which impelIed I W
to speech, the feminine yearning obi
let another decide her problems. bre
: others nonchalant strength of to
Ision allured her uncertainty. dow
am discouraged. she confessed Run
d tired. There is no reason you
| should not speak OF 1t. You 90
W Dick, how he can do nothing In ''
factory or business. or in the d
es where French should stand. fing
this must fall into the bands of and
myers, to be broken and forgotten with
my uncle dies. for lack OF some boy
who would care. And Uncle with