Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1912-03-01
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tcopyIighs. I0Il. By Associated Literary Pressl
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By JOANNA SINGLE

| knocked, and then went In. Bairlie
flashed at him where she stood In
paint apron. holding her palette, be-
fore the easel where she was work
ing. He felt leagues away, though
she smiled.
Go away, John! Genius buns.
Look at this--of the old wood IN win
ter-and then departI" He came over.
gave a word of hearty praise to he
work, and then took the girls palette
away from her He clasped both her
bands in his. despite her.
'Fairlie. what's the matter with
you? For months you have not been
like yourself. You have somehow
shut me out of the old friendship
and | simply won't have it. Have |
done anything? Tell met" She trem-
oled in his grasp but made herself
meet his gaze and pulled her hands
away She spoke very calmly. al
most nonchalantly.
Nonsense, John. We have simply
both been very busy. or course you
haven't done anythingl | am glad
you are doing so we'll" He stood
| looking at her.
John, I'm glad you came in. u
gives me chance to tell you before
l tell any one else that | am going
to marry Stephen Kingston. IT."
His gaze of utter establishment made
her pause. 'Why-not?" she asked.
Why not?" he repeated. You
can't love him, Fairlie. And II you
did IL would be horrible for you. Moth
ing but money and society. You know
you wouldn't work. There would he
no stimulus. Nothing fine and high
and driving to keep you at tia death
| iy ease that any artist must fight
Fairlie, don't you see-you always
have. little comrade-that the strug-
| gle, the necessity, is good for us 2"
She tried TO stop him. but could not.
Il don't care IL you have promised
him. shall tell you what | came to
say, that | love you better than any.
body else in the world knows how to.
You shall not do 1t, child. DO you
/ want tor
knock came at the door, and to
save herself from giving way to her
/
Mrs Jerry entered. With her were
Kittie, several danes OF their world.
I and a negligible man or two. Last
came Stephen Kingston. Fairlie had
not told John that the man was still
waiting for her answer. They all
gathered about her and John Carter,
who was measuring with keen eye
the sleek assurance OF the other man.
we came to see your winter pic
ture," breezed Mrs, Jerry. we knew
Il YOU wouldn't mind our passing the
busy guard. Mr. Carter has also
done it." She was congratulating
herself secretly on having helped Ste
phen Kingston TO see so much OF the
pretty artist Her matches seemed
likely TO come off as scheduled--by
her.
AT that moment a naughty boy with
an icy ball OF melting snow forever
settled the case of Stephen King
ston's aspiration 10 marry Fairlie The
boy flung the ball--it shattered to a
thousand bits the window which Fair
lie had just stepped UP to raise
At the crash all the women
screamed Fairlie did not move, but
cried out, her nerves gone to nothing.
! glass raining about her.
joint joint" All her heart was
in that call. and fin an instant John
| Carter had her in his arms. forgetting
the others, who were crowding about.
| He shook away the broken glass ana
| found her uninjured. But he did nor
! let her go, and she chung to him,
! trembling. The awful strain of the
winter had told on her, and she was
weaker than she knew. Finally the
! man heard little giggle from kittie
! He drew Fairlie back toward the
hearth, and she pulled away from him,
trying to laugh, but the tears were or
| her cheeks
IL was so-frightened. / didn't
sleep last night" she said nervousIy.
| but John Carter hushed her. He
smiled, facing the others.
It's informal enough. the an
| nouncement." he said calmly. his eye
fun on Stephen Kingston. but we
! may as well say now as any time.
that Miss Trent and THAT is. Fair
lie and l. are going to be married
next week and go abroad" He took
Fairlie's hand She stood like a
stone, but her eyes were shining. Kit
tie giggled again, and Kingston glared.
John went on:
my sister. out west. wants mother
with her. and that viii free Fairlie
and me TO study in Europe year.
know you will all be glad for us, every
one OF you'll"
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