The Eureka sentinel. [volume] (Eureka, Nev.) 1902-current, 1912-02-24

something TO save my pride. say I
have. You are good and honest. and
you pity me. and my folly needs your
pity. But II you should tell me now
that you love me I'D die of shame,
I'd distrust that lovel l couldn't help
IL. and I've brought it all IN myself.
oh. why have | grown up a fool-why
have | was ed the long daysY"
She ran down past him. He did
not try to stay her. He understood
women not at all. He obeyed her cry
to be silent-to keep away from her.
She turned to him when she reached
the ground.
II haven't even known enough to
understand how 1t stands between US.
Between u.s. There was a wall In
her voice. She sobbed the rest rather
than spoke 1t: THAT river out there
Is between us, don't even belong
to your co-ntry!'
She pointed at the great cross Of the
c~hurchyard. 1t stood outlined in the
starlight.
Religion stands between us. My
father and your grandfather are be-
tween usr'
She came tack two steps, her face
tear wet, her features quivering with
grief.
But there's something else between
US, Harlan, blacker and deeper than
all the rest. Don't try to cross 1t to
come to me. You will sink In T.. Fools
for wives have spoiled too many men
in this world. l understand now!
Your grandfather knew" She raised
her eyes and crossed herself rever-
emily. Mother Mary, help me in this.
my temptation
She turned and ran away, sobbing.
Harlan hurried a few steps after
her. crying appeals. But he did not
persist. Her passionate protests had
come from her heart he knew. He
did not dare force himself on her
when she was in that mood.
He sat down again on the church
steps. He remained there in deep
thought until the red eyes In Dennis
Kavanagh's house blinked out. With
moist eyes he looked up at the dark
house on the hill and pledged loyalty
to the child-woman, knowing hat he
loved her. But that the love was the
love that mates man and woman for
the struggles, the prizes, the woes and
the contentment of life be was not
sure-for he still looked on Clare Kav-
anagh as more child than woman.
Marriage seemed yet a long way ahead
of him. He rode slowly back to the
barracks.
The next morning he left Fort Cant
bas with big Ben Kyle to make a tour
Of the Thornton camps. When he re-
turned to Fort Canibas. on the eve of
his departure to take up his duties as
General Waymouth's chief of staff, he
saddled his horse and rode across the
long bridge.
This time there was no white figure
on the church porch and no wistfl
voice to call after him. He kept on 1b
the hill. He. was not thinking about
what Dennis Kavanagh might say to
him. He had resolved to ask Glare
manfully If she would continue to
trust him for a while until both could
be certain that their boy and girl love
signiied to them the love that life
needed for its bounty and its blessing.
That seemed the honest way. 1t
seemed the only way. as matters lay
between them and their families.
Dennis Kavanagh was seated ON his
yeranda, smoking his short pipe and
inhaling the freshness Of the shower
cooled summer air along with the
aroma of his tobacco.
Il would like to see your daughter.
Mr.. Kavanagh," announced the young
man boldly. 4And l have not come
sneaking by the back way. 1t win be
a good while before l can see her
again.
THAT it WILL" responded Mr.. Kav-
anagh dryly. land it will be a good
long while before yen see her now
that may be mixed, but / reckon yen
get the drift of til"
ut will be better for all our inter-
ests If l have a few words with her,"
persisted the young man. trying to
keep his temper.
will We talk to her through the air
or over the telephone?" inquired the
father sarcastically. "She is not here.
she is not near here. and IL We wait
for her to come back yen best arrange
to have your meals brought"
He did not pause for Harlan to ask
any more questions. He came down
from the porch on his stubby legs and
handed up an envelope. The flap Of
the envelope had been opened.
"She left this" he said. 'and, hav-
ing opened it and seen that it held
nothing but what ye might profitably
know. Thornton's grandson. l here
give it into your hand. and We needn't
thank me-
Harlan, wondering, apprehensive.
fearing something untoward. took out
the single sheet of paDer. He read.