The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1912-09-06
HOT TEMPER AND PRIDE
:upid's Messengers Weld Broken
Links Of Love.
By ARTHUR WALLACE PEACH.

BY ARTHUR WALLACE PEACH.
Buemer was sorry for them, and he
FASTENED to shut the door of his fiat
lest he hear too much. As he went
back to his fayorite chair and pipe he
looked across to where his wife was
busy peeling potatoes. Too bad. toe
bad they have TO quarrel, and they
haven't been married for three
months yet. But it's the way; the.
have to learn that one must give u
little to the other. We learned
didn't me, eho"
Ah yes. but YOU was pig-E; deG
enough his wife answered 81. Inns
at him.
This young I.aaton, he wer D.
'as Z hot temper. | should say, M
i ~ife hasn't. III he's got d !!
] kaow him. bat don't know II
Zen know her
Yes. she's NOTHING more thai Z
girl, kind Of prideial. TOO. There1! J."
trouble before tAey understand
There was the sound of door
banged sharply and loudly across ihe
hall, and the pound OF heavy shoes
going downstairs.
The two looked at each other sober
ly.
Gone away mad" Buemer said
an all the mornin he'll be wishin
he hadn't"
An she's cryin because she didn't
kiss him an say 1t would be all
right" his wife said, smiling tenderly
at him.
There's trouble there. wonder
how 1t will end"
His wife shook her head For the
best. let's hope. Dye s'pose | could
do anything"
Go In an see: she likes you, an a
wee bit OF good advice might do
good" he urged.
But she demurred. She would 60
later
They heard the girl go downstairs,
and after short absence return.
Too bad. too bad" he said. shak
ing his head. with her bright girlish
ways-happy ways-to have to learn
that loce isn't everything Then,
noting the smile on his wife's face
Until 1t gets wisdom"
lust before the noon hour, the door
opened and she looked In. Her face
was small and oval, her hair bright
gold. her eyes usually happy. But
this time she was not smiling, and
Buemer could see that she was max
ing an earnest effort to cover what
was in her mind and heart
Mr. Buemer," she said hurriedly
when hen-Mr Lawton returns
IL he should ask where am-just tell
him ! have gone"
With that she closed the door, leav.
ing Buemer staring in establishment
al his wife, who was staring back.
She's gone." he exclaimed. Now,
what'll happen"
Ills wife sat down abruptly. L
didn't supposeBut there was man
waiting in the hall an he went with
her Joseph"
Trouble was afoot: OF that there
was no doubt; and Buemer dreaded
the part he must play
A little after the whistles had
blown. they heard quick steps come
up the stairs and go into the oppo.
site fiat There was sound of a
hurried call. then silence. then a
knock on their door. and In the young
fellow came His face was flashed
and hot
Say. Ruemer. seen my wife any.
where he asked hurrledly
why yes, lad. did" he said
Where is sheo" the other asked
ne+vously
FIR she looked in to say that
she wanted NE to tell you she had
gone"
The young fellow dropped into a
chair as II his strength had suddenly
forsakcn him The blood vanished
from his face. leaving it white ard
drawn. Gone" he repeated. duly
ITS just what ! deserved just what
| deserved | kicked up fuss this
morning over nothing; an I've thought
OF il every minute since So she's
gone"
Buemer was touched at the misery
In the young face. "P'rhaps she's lust
gone ont for a little visit" he said
hopefully
l.awton shook his head No. She
said she'd go There was another
fellow she said was always kind 10
her. Say. did some one come For
her." he demanded suddenly. sitting
up rigidly.
Ruemsr saw no way out. So he nod
ded.
There it's come. | knew tan
God knows It's my fault" I.aWton
sprang up. look of desperation Oh
his face that frightened Buemer.
Hold on. boy" he said swiftly.
sudden idea flaming into his mind
don't do anything too quick. now.
This fellow was old enough To he har