Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1912-10-03

A0oPAsoA q Lew 0uyS dSO. d0S gone u
pretty wild pace, but If he had been
held from youth by the love Of a good
woman he might have lived differently.
There are things about him one cannot
help admiring."
II think he loves her." said Elnora
softly.
Edith Carr went to her room after her
goodby to Henderson, lay on her bed
and tried to think why she was suffer-
ing as she was.
1T is all my selfshness, my unre.
strained temper, my pride in my looks
my ambition to be FIRST" she said.
THAT is what has caused this trouble.
No n really cares for me but Hart.
I've sent him away. so there is no one
no one."
Edith pressed her fingers across her
burning eyes and lay still.
HE is gone" she whispered at last.
"He would go at once. He would not
see me again. oh, these dreadful days
to come, alone! l can't bear it. Hart,
Hart!" she cried aloud. II want you!
No one cares but you. No one under
stands but you. oh, 1 want you!"
She sprang from her bed and felt her
way to her desk.
"Get me ONE one at the Henderson
cottage" she said to central and wait
ed %shivering.
After a time the sleepy voice Of Mrs.
Henderson answered.
HAS Hart gomez" painted Edith Carr.
mo! He came in late and began to
talk about starting to California. He
hasn't slept in weeks to amount to
anything. I put him to bed. There is
time enough to start. to California
when he wakens. Edith, what are you
planning to do next with that boy of
mine?"
"Will you tell him I want to see him
before he goes"
Eyes, but l went wake him."
Il don't want you to. Just tell him
In the morning"
Every we'll"
asleep. She arose at noon the next day,
took a cold bath. ate her breakfast,
dressed carefully, and leaving word
that she had gone to the forest she
walked slowly across the leaves. She
was thinking hard and fast.
Henderson came swiftly down the
path. A long sleep. food and Edith's
message had done him good. He had
dressed in new light fannels that
were becoming. Edith met him.
"Let us walk in the forest she said.
They passed the old Catholic grave
yard and went back into the deepest
wood Of the island. There Edith seat
ed herself on a messy old log and
Henderson studied her. He could de-
tect a change. She was still pale and
her eyes tired, but the dull, strained
look was gone. He wanted to hope.
but he did not dare.
what have you thought of that you
wanted yet, Edith?' he asked lightly
as he stretched himsef at her feet.
"You!"
Henderson lay tense and very still.
swell, l am here"
"Thank heaven for that! I didn't
want you to go away"
"Not at all?"
"Not at all; not ever; not unless you
take me with you, Hart. 1 can't hon
estly say that l love you with the love
you deserve. My heart is too sore.
It's too oon to know. But I love you
some way. You are necessary to me.
You are my comfort, my shield. If
you want me, as you know me to be,
Hart, you can consider me yours"
Henderson kissed her hand passion
ately. Don't, Edith" he begged.
Don't say those things. 1 can't bear
it. understand. Everything will
come right in time. Love like mine
must bring a reward. You will love
me some day. I can wait. I am the
most patient fellow"
But I must say it." cried Edith. II
Il think, Hart, that I have been on
the wrong road to find happiness. !
planned to finish life as I started it
with Phil, and you see how glad he
was to change. He wanted the other
sort of girl far more than he aver
wanted me. And you, Hart, honest,
now-In know if you don't tell me the
truth-would you rather have a wife as
1 planned to live. life with Phil or
would you rather have her as Elnora
Comstock intends to live with him."
Edith" cried the man, "Edith!"
"Of course, you can't say it In plain
English" said the girl. "You are far
too chivalrous for that. You needn't
say anything. I am answered. If you
could have your choice you wouldn't
have a society wife, either. In your
heart you'd like the smaller home of
comfort. the furtherance Of your am
billions. the palatable meals regularly
served and little children around you.
I am sick of all we have grown up to,
Hart. When your hour Of trouble
comes there Is no comfort for you. /
am tired to death. You find out what
you want to do and be, that is a mans
work in the world, and I will plan our
home with no thought save your com
fort. I'll be the other kind Of a girl