The Progressive West Virginian. [volume] (Williamson, W. Va.) 1911-1913, 1912-07-25

Mallory waited for II. watch IN f&1a
He boosted Mar1orte-s elbow aboard
and bombarded the conductor with
| questions. But the conductor had no
more heard OF their street than they
had Of his. Their agitation did not
disturb his stole calm, put he invited
them to come along to the next cross,
Ing, where they could find another car
and more learned conductors,
He threw Marjorie into panic by
ordering her to jettison Snoozleums,
but the lieutenant bought his soul for
small price, and overlooked the fact
that he did not ring up their fares.
The young couple squeezed into a
seat and talked anxiously In sharp
whispers.
Wouldn't 1t be terrible, Harry, II,
just as we got to the minister's, we
should find papa there ahead OF us,
waiting to forbid the bands, or what
ever 1t is? Wouldn't 1t be just ter
rfble?"
Yes. It would, honey, but II
doesn't seem probable. There are
thousands of ministers In Chicago.
lie could never find ours. Fact is. /
doubt If we find him ourselves"
Her clutch frightened till he would
have WINGED, II he had not been q
soldier.
What do you mean, Harry"
Well, in the first place, honey, look
what time 1t is. Hardly more than
time to get the train, to gay nothing
of hunting for that preacher and
standing up through long rtgma-
role"
Why, Harry Mallory, are you get
ting ready to jilt me?"
Indeed I'm not-not for worlds,
honey, but I've got to get that train.
haven't II"
Couldn't you wait over one train
just one tiny little train?"
MY own, own honey love, you
know It's impossible! You must re-
member that I've already waited over
three trains while you tried to make
up your mind"
But, Harry, you wouldn't desert
me now-abandon me to my fate?"
Well, 1t isn't exactly like abandon
ment, seeing that you could go home
to your father and mother in taxi
cab"
She stared at him In horror.
So you don't want me for your
wife! You've changed your mind!
You're tired OF me already! Only an
hour together. and you're sick OF your
N tn Oof II
me! You
oh, honey, / want you more than
anything else on earth, but I'm a
soldier, dearie. mere lieutenant in
the regular army, and I'm the slave
Of the government. I've gone through
West Point, and they won't let me re.
sign respectfully and II l did. wed
starve. They wouldn't accept my
resignation, but they'd be willing to
courtmartial me and dismiss me from
the service in disgrace. Then you
wouldn't want to marry me-and
shouldn't have any way of supporting
you If you did. l only know one
trade, and that's soldering
Don't call 1t trade, beloved, It's
LILO ilOpiCoI piOlCo6AOh ~ Oil Iho
world, and you're the noblest soldier
that ever was, and in a year or two
you'll be the biggest general in the
army"
He could not afford to shatter SUCH
a devout illusion or quench the light
of faith In those beloved and loving
eyes. He tacitly admitted his ability
to be promoted commander-in-c chief IN
year or two. He allowed that gilt.
tering possibility to remain, used it
as a basis for argument.
Then. dearest, you must help me
to do my duty"
She clasped his upper arm as If it
were an altar and she an Iphigenia
about to be sacrificed to save the
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