The Lamar register., 1912-11-06

they had always led.
The day Of parting arrived. It was
raining and gloomy. Leon went to
Julia's studio in the Latin Quarter.
Remember, Jhia-if you are over
lonesome or IL you have the slightest
desire to marry-just telegraph me- In
the former case 1 will come to cheer
you and in the second-we will look
into an annulment Of our marriage It
is all very simple"
You are an old DEAR" murmured
Julia with tears In her voice. And
promise you will do the same"
Haven't ! already promised to love.
honor and obey7" he chided lightly for
the tears were very near.
We'll, must be on Come and kiss
your husband goodby!" he COM
manded.
Julia went and stood within the cir
Gle of his arms and he drew her close
into them.
Now. be good to yourself-and
study hard" He turned and was
gone.
The girl. left alone. threw herself
down on the couch and sobbed out her
loneliness. Paris without Leon. Paris
with only work ahead seemed a very
dreadful place to Julia. She dried her
tears and set to work with a will.
When Leon left his wife he turned
into all the booking Offices he passed
and purchased tickets to Rome and st.
Petersburg and Berlin and all the
places he had seen in his dreams for
many years past.
was terrible to buy only one tick
ct. The pleasure of travelling had been
diminished by one-half with no Julia
to buy ticket for. During the long
1ourneying. Leon managed to pick up
an occasional friend, but occasional
travelling companions were few. Leon
was desperately lonesome
There was no one to rhapsodize
with; there was no one to grumble
with and-there was no one to talk
home with.
Home and the thoughts Of home be-
came an obsession. He longed for the
great chair in the living room at Will
son Manor. his pipe and tobacco were
always there. He thought many times
| Of his big clean bed with its sheets
that smelled of lavender. Most of all
he wanted to sit in his own dining
room and watch Julia pour him a cup
Of Nanny James black coffee.
Some five or six weeks later, hav-
ing come by the quickest route from
the interior of Japan a man aliShted
from the train as 1t steamed into the
OF OF NJ hA -
ton bus was discernible In the dark
ness and the man sprang eagerly to-
ward it.
| Before the lank horses started on
another passenger crept into the bus.
| Wilson could see that 1t was Q
woman.
| The wheels rumbled on through the
darkness and finally drew up at the
huge entrance posts at Wilson Manor.
| The horses would have turned in,
but Leon Wilson sprang lightly out.
"I'll walk up through the grounds"
He spoke shortly because the sight Of
the old tree lined drive had made
| speech hard.
He swung off through the winding
lane on which the trees cast weird
shadows. When the lights from the
living room cleaned through the To-
liage the refrain of Home, Sweet
Home burst from his lips-nor did
he hear the voice that had called to
him second time.
Leon! Leon! Wait for mel am
afraid of the shadows!"
His suitcase dropped on the road.
way as he turned swiftly but a lit.
tie painting figure had tumbled into
his arms
Julia - sweetheart" he breathed
How in the world" He could only
gaze down into her eyes.
81 dropped my bag down by the
gate" she painted, so l could run fast
enough to catch up with you-I cams