The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1912-11-22
THE TRIBUNE'S
WEEKLY STORY
WITH CYRIL AS SUBSTITUTES.

from Europe and found the man she
loved engaged to another girl, she
went to work to find a way to happi-
ness.
said to her most intimate friend; its
one of those sad naix-ups, where the
future of three persons is theatened
because no one has enough common
sense to solve the problem.
How did it happen7" demanded
1T was my own fault, said Agatha.
slowly. She was brushing out her
wonderful hair in the moonlight, and
it chung about her white figure like
Golden web. Il thought that Bruce
was mine; yet didn't realize that l
loved him, and ! went abroad, and
while / was over there someone re-
ported the fact of my engagement to a
German baron. Bruce had this little
girl for a patient-she is only IL, half
his age-and she was alone and dis
couraged He thought that he could
play protector-that' the whole story.
She's daring, Cynthia, il / do say
it. She isn't : bit in love with him,
but she thinks she is because she is
so grateful that she mistakes it for a
deeper feeling.
What, are you going to dor"
For a moment Agatha's brush was
still. IN have to think it out" she
said, slowly. but there's surely a
x week later Agatha announced
that Bruce's fiancee would visit her.
Shes coming for month and I'm
going to give her the time Of her life.
That night Bruce called, 1T was
dear of you to ask Flo," he said, "she
has had such lonely life"
Agatha, in palest green. was arrang-
ing white roses in big silver bowl.
Bruce" she said softly, do you love
herr"
You mustn't ask that" he said.
steadily, Ii can't talk about her
even to you.
Agatha, bending over her roses,
questioned, Who told you that ! was
going to marry Won Puttkamer7"
1t was in the papers.
We'll, the papers told-a false
hood"
He was like man turned to stone.
"Then-there might have been q
chance for me?"
I'VE mustn't talk of that" she said.
"but ] wanted You TO know chat ] had
not been tickle"
He went away after that, and
Agatha sought Cynthia. "He loves
me-" she said, and suddenly she knelt
beside her friend. her arms about her,
"He loves me" she cried, brokenly.
all, should lose himp'
El0ra,~n 80 as~.t tstk1o Nh
with little trunk packed with stiff
little gowns and queer little hairs.
Agatha, tactful, gracious, remedied the
defects in the simple wardrobe. Il
have chiffon over-slips made to those
straight little dresses" she explained
to Cynthia, "and my seamstress is
going to cutover some of my old
evening gowns. ], told Flo that il
would be kindness to me If she would
take them. She's an independent little
thing and it was hard to get her to
accept; but when / said that Bruce
would like it, she gave in"
Florence, appearing at dinner in a
fimy robe of pale amethyst, was like
dream-maiden.
Who is she7 demanded Cyril
Brooks, whose yacht was in the har-
Dor, and who followed, as always, in
Agatha's train. He was 10 years hei
junior, and their friendship was pure
ly paltonic. when 1 find the righ1
girl for you. Cyril" Agatha had TOLD
him, Ill let her marry you; but ir
the meantime you can be nice to me-
Contact with Agatha's fness hat
made man Of Cyril. Her ideals hat
spurred him to efforts which were no
demanded by those who felt that hi!
wealth and social position constituted
sufficient assets.
Agatha has made me think abou
the responsibility that my money
brings" Cyril confded to Florence
as she sat with him on the deck of hi.
yacht in the moonlight that night
while Bruce and Cynthia and Agatha
and Cynthia's mother played bridge i
the cabin.
She's dear"
1t had been understood that nothing
was to be said of the engagement. Il
will be best for me TO introduce he
to GU Friends first, Agatha had ex
planned.
When they came home that nigh.
Cynthia and Agatha talked late. 5.
wonder--I wonder Agatha said, Il
Ga WINK AA1S1tSse SuYRV0S = SsASe.s'
make = raistakeI am half afraid
Cynthia.
II began to see light" said Cynthia
slowly; you are trying to work 1
Cyril as q substitiite,"
Agatha lighted ! candle. The fam
illumination made deeper the shad
ows in her worried face. "Could any
thing be betrerr she cried. "Bruc
and / love Zach other Flu floean
needs just such tender, devote
thing az his wife. He has money an
youth. She won't be happy wit
Bruce. She isn't fitted to be Z doctor
wife. She would NOPE and pine whe
he stayed away from her, while
would glory ia the fact that coul
help him to be OF service to humanity.
Its . difficult thing, said Cynthi
The raert s,soht Auat1vn eaerfed ~