Gilpin observer., 1913-12-25

as you Perhaps" she added with 4
return of her forced hardness. lit was
not quite the way one would expect a
Galahad or Quixote to speEd a week
But the blame is as much m. lie as
yours. So don't let's talk of that
Can't we both forget it?"
Forget it? Why, girl. It's my whole
life"
1T is an episode whose memory can
be sweet or bitter as we choose to
make 1t. We were clever enough to
leave no trace when we went away
I'm supposed to be on visit and
your worthy constituents we're told
that their congressional representa-
tive was going away to recuperate,
somewhere in the mountains You
benefited-if a little vague as to- its
details. And l will go back to my
aunt's tonight. prepared to start hap
PLY on my European trip tomorrow
morning. That is ALL"
"Oh, girl. ] love you! You are
mad-insane-to talk this way-to
plan what you are planning. Cant
you see It? Won't you give me
chance to get back your love2
had It once-I can get 1t again If you
will give me the chance. ! know I can
make you happy"
A smile that savored of the rack
twisted her set lips-and died before
1t reached her eyes.
mo, DEAR" she contradicted gently.
you cant make me happy. l doubt
II you can make any woman happy. A
woman-one who didn't know the un-
Galahad side OF you as l do-might
respect or even reverence you. But
you couldn't hold her love. No woman
ever really loved a man because he
was good; or because he fought
against political evils or slew dragons.
She might admire him for it. But ad-
miration ana reverence are petty poor
everyday fare. When your wife want
ed you to say crazy adoring things to
her, you would be thinking out new
insurgent plan by which you could
block the machine in congress. When
she hoped you'd buy her some candy
or few flowers on your way home
from the Capitol, you'd be too busy
framing your next speech to think OF
such trifles. Those same trifies and
his wild extravaganza of praise and
the quick noticing of anything she
puts on to please him, are the cords
that lash a woman's heart to mans.
Not her pride in the way he is fighting
his country's political battles
"Listen!" pleaded Standish. III
give 1t all up: my seat in congress, my
fight for the people. my political hopes
everything! I'll give it all up-all-
II you will marry me and give me a
chance to make you love me again"
IT'S no use," she returned. For the
moment you almost carried me OF my
feet can understand now why your
speeches that read SO stupidity, can
sway people. But it's only an i'm
pulse. Inside of an hour you would
question it. Inside of a day you would
regret it"
mo. MOI"
And inside of week you would
be secretly reading every scrap Of con-
gressional news and cursing your lot
at being out of the fight. 1t would be
like all sacrifices In time one gets to
hating the person one made them for.
Oh, 1t would be misery for vs. both!
1t would be even worse than this
week"
To-day there seems much l don't
understand" he retorted. But one
thing is very clear to me: the course
you've chosen is an impossible one
for you You must marry me. II not
for love, then because 1t is the right
thing to do. do not ask you to care
for me or even to live in the same
house with me. But for your own sake
you must"
1T is for my own sake that | must
do nothing of the sort. You get your
ideas OF life from books. Too many
people do that l am not going to lei
this one mistake ruin every bit of my
future. | won't let one moment of folly
blot all my life. Men don't. Why
should women? There Is still much
In the world for me. And for you, too
II you'll look at 1t sanely. Oh. know
my kind of sanity shocks you. Bu
1t is sanity You are held back b,
centuries OF traditions. Your fathel
began life as = millionaire's son. Mine
began 1t In an Irish orphange You
grandfather was supreme cour
Judge. don't know who mine was
There must be something. after all, II
this talk of heredity. For instance
don't suppose there's girl in al
your sisters set who would have con
sented to a honeymoon like ours. II
there? Your sisters wouldn't hav'
done such thing. would they?"
MOI" he exclaimed In involuntar!
disgust.
At his word and tone q faint ret
showed across the Woman's face as |
he had struck her lightly with hi
open hand. But at once she recovere,
herself.
friends" she suggested. mo irremed