The Bottineau courant. (Bottineau, Bottineau County, N.D.) 1895-1929, 1913-09-05

watching her keenly.
$50 l told Andrew Gaylord" she
dashed through sudden and unexpect-
ed tears.
Beth Prescott" gasped Tom, aghast.
you told Andy that? You allowed
him to think that you were ashamed
Of knowing him because he was CIV
ing himself to a great cause7 I'm
ashamed Of you!"
Elizabeth arose and walked toward
the door. Her fair face was flushed,
and she held her head proudly aloft.
THAT is what l told Andy Gaylord"
she reafirmed distinctly. II told him
l could never become the wife of a
mere mechanic; that l knew l should
shudder at the very contact Of his
blackened and greasy hands. I said
all that and much more, for l thought
he would give up the idea and return
with you from the game. and-and now
without giving me an opportunity to
talk 1t over further with him he has
suddenly left for Chicago" Her voice
broke. and she fumbled for the door
knob.
"Give up the idea, Beth, dear! You
don't know Andy Gaylord" protested
Tom. coming hastily toward her. but
| Elizabeth. hurt and sensitive from the
wounds she had herself wrought
| slipped through the door and went to
her room.
The PrescOtts were very tender with
her after that. for they knew that their
only daughter had given her heart to
Toms classmate, but the months went
by, and Elizabeth grew like her old
self, and only her mother knew that
the old wound was unhealed beneath
her Indifferent exterior.
Andrew Gaylord's name was rarely
mentioned, and then only in the most
casual way. but Elizabeth learned that
he was still pursuing the course he had
mapped out and that his rich uncle
had recently died and left his great
wealth to IN ~impecunious distant rela-
tive, who was quite willing to keep
his hands clean from toll.
Two years afterward Elizabeth was
visiting a school friend in Cleveland.
It was early In September, and the
following day would be the one dedi-
Gated to labor. There was to be q
great street parade, and Ruth Dalton's
father, q prominent newspaper man,
was deeply interested in the project.
III you girls want to see $4,000 work
ingmen on parade, come down to the
Magnet Office and you can have q win
dow all to yourselves. I know Ruth
IL q little democrat. How about you,
Miss Elizabeth"
II would like to see the parade, Mr..
Dalton" she said, coloring family.
1t was a bright, hot Monday, and the
streets were sOOn filled with q restless
crowd of onlOokers. The two girls
went down to the Magnet Office In the
Daltons' automobile, and when It drew
up at the curb Mr.. Dalton hurried
forth to meet them.
"You will have to stand on the curb
after ALL" he said. 1.-THE crowd is so
dense here that 1t is impossible to see
well from our ground floor windows.
II you'd rather not I'll take you down
to an Office In the Tower building"
LET us stand here" cried Ruth, and
as Elizabeth added her plea Mr.. DIAL
ton took his place beside them and
gave them some idea of the magnitude
Of the organization which was about
to pass before them. The girls became
deeply interested. and when the hrst
notes Of the band sounded in the dis
lance Elizabeth's heart luttered curl
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best thing to seeing, Andy Gaylord
once more would be to observe the
passing Of the trades to which he had
~apprenticed himself. She would feel
In closer touch to him after that. for
her pride had been melted In the
scorching heat Of a love she could not
cast out.
Elizabeth watched them she admitted
that thousands of these men looked a.
Intelligent and carried themselves with
as much grace and dignity as many
men in her fashionable set al home.
II Andy Gaylord had chosen to be-
come one of them. to throw himself
into the ranks OF q great army where
brainy leaders were needed. why
Here come the men from the Fal-
con shop In Chicago" remarked Mr..
Dalton ~carelessly. and Elizabeth caught
her breath as q llno Of men swept
down the street.
Her eager eyes scanned the faces Of
the men as they passed ~ in a waver-
ing line. Then. all at once. the whole
| world seemed to turn uneide down and
the faces to dance in q gray mist.
Then the hist cleared away, and the
faces were passing. set steadily ahead,
all save one-that of the mar on the
end Of the line nearest the ~curbstone.
Andy Gaylord's brown eyes were
gazing incredulously. wistfully, Into
hers. AZ be passed and seemed to 90
out OF her life again she called.
ANDY, Andy. come back!'
II wiz" he called back Justify, and
the few who had heard the words
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