The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-04-30

'You heard what I said when left her. I said it because something in my heart died a minute before that. and realized that 1t was my love for Edith Carr. Sir, it is truth that have thought only of her up to the present. Now I will admit am thinking about myself. Father, did you see her? Life. is too short, and it can be too sweet to throw away in battle with an un- restrained woman. l am no fighter where a girl is concerned, anyway. Could you spare me a few days? l wonder if could not hide at Uncle Eds in Wisconsin for awhile!'
 Phil, are you sure of what you just have said?"
 .Death cannot return to life, father My love for Edith Carr is dead. hope never to see her again. Let us not speak of it further"
 "Then, Phil," the father leaned closer and looked at the son tenderly, Phil, why don't you go to the Limberlost"
 "Fatherr'
 "Why not? No one can comfort a hurt heart like tender woman; and, Phil, have you ever stopped to think that you may have duty in the Linn berlost if you are free? She might care to see you. You can soon tell"
 A long time Philip Ammon sat in deep thought. At last he raised his head.
 "Well. why not?' he said. Years could make me no surer than am now. and life is short. Please ask Banks to get me some coffee and toast. and l will bathe and dress so can take the early train"
 "Go to your bath. l will attend to your packing and everything. And Phil, if I were you I would leave uo addresses"
 Mot an addressv' said Ammon. "Not even for Polly"
 When the train pulled out the elder Ammon went home to ind Hart Hen derson waiting.
 'Where is Phfl?" he demanded.
 "He did not feel like facing his friends at present, and am just back from driving him to the station. He said he might go to Siam or Patagonia. He would leave no address"
  not gone-and left no address? You don't mean it! He'll never forgive herr'
 Never is a long time, Hart" said Mir. Ammon. ttAnd it seems even long CT to those of us who are we'll ac- quainted with Phil. Last night was not the last straw. It was the whole straw stack. It crushed Phil so far as che is concerned
 Twice Henderon opened his lips to speak of Edith Cars despair. Twice he looked into the stern, infexible face of MT. Ammon and could not betray her. He held out the ring.
 CT have no instructions as to that" said the elder Ammon, drawing back. Possibly Miss Carr would have 1t as a keepsake"
 "I am sure not" said Henderson eurtly.
 'Then suppose you return it to Pea cock I will phone him. He will give you the price of it, and you might add 1t to the children's fresh air fund"
 "As you choose" said Henderson. Good mOrn1ng!
 Then he went to his home, but he could not think of sleep. He ordered breakfast, but he could not eat He paced the library for time, but it was too small. Going out on the streets he walked until exhausted. then he called 8 hanson and was driven to his club. As he sauntered into the room an attendant hurried to him.
 ''You are wanted most urgently at the phone, MT. Henderson" he said. 'You have had three calls from Main 577O."
 Henderson shivered as he picked down the receiver and gave the call voice.
 "Yes."
 "Did you find Phil?
 "No; he has been home and gone again.''
 "Goner'
 The cry tore Henderson's heart
 ''Shall I come and tell you, Edith?' "No. Tell me now"
 When I got to the house Banks said Mr. Ammon and Phil were out in the motor, so I waited. MT. Ammon came back soon. Edith. are you alonew
 ''Yes. Go on" Call your maid. can't tell you un- til some one is with you" Ten me instantly!'' Edith, he said he had been to the .k~A Siam or Patagonia, he didn't know which, and left no address. He said''- Distinctly Henderson heard her fall. He set the buzzer rin"ing and in few seconds heard voices, so he knew she had been found. Then he crept into a private den and shook with a hard, nervous chill. The next day Edith Carr started on her trip to Europe. Henderson felt certain she hoped to meet Philip there. He was sure she would be disappoint- ed, though he had no idea where Am- mon could have gone. But after much thought he decided he would see Edith soonest by remaining at home, so he spent the summer in Chicago.
  "Elnora,' said Mrs. Comstock, there's some one coming down the road"
 Coming here, do you thinkT' "Yes; coming here, suspect" ElnOra glanced quickly at her moth