Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1913-12-17


not quite the way one would expect a
Galahad or Quixote to spend week.
But the blame is az much mine 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 it. We were clever enough to
leave no trace when we went away.
I'm supposed to be on a visit and
your worthy constituents were told
that their congressional representa-
tive was going away to recuperate.
somewhere in the mountains. You
will return from your vacation much
benefted-if a little vague as to it's
details. And 1 will go back to my
aunt's tonight, prepared to start hap
PLY on my European trip tomorrow
morning. That is ALL
ooh, girl, l love you! You are
Notwithstanding talk this way-to
plan what you are planning. Can't
you see it? Won't you give me
a chance to get back your love? |
had it once-I can get it again II you
will give me the chance. / know / can
make you happy"
A smile that savored of the rack
twisted her set lips and died before
it reached her eyes.
mo, DEAR" she contradicted gently,
you can't make me happy. | doubt
if you can make any woman happy. A
woman-one who didn't know the UNI
Galahad side of you as I do-might
respect or even reverence you. But
you couldn't hold her love. No woman
ever really loved man because he
was good; or because he fought
against political evils or slew dragons.
She might admire him for it. But adj
miration and reverence are petty poor
everyday fare. When your wife want
ed you to say crazy adoring things to
her, you would be thinking out a new
insurgent plan by which you could
block the machine in congress. When
she hoped you'd buy her some candy
or a few flowers on your way home
from the Capitol, you'd be TOO busy
framing year next speech to think OF
such trifleg. Those same tritles and
his wild extravaganza Of praise and
the quick noticing Of anything she
puts on to please him, are the cords
that lash woman's heart to man s.
Not her pride in the way he is fighting
his country's political battles
'Listeu!" pleaded Standish. I'll
give it all up: my seat in congress, my
fight for the people, my political hopes
everything! I'll give it all all
if you will marry me and give me
chance to make you love me again"
Its no use,' she returned. For the
moment you almost carried me off 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, it would be misery for us 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. If not
for love, then because it is the right
thing to do. l do mot ask you to care
for me or even to live in the same
house with me. But for your own sake
you must"
ut 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. / am not going to let
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,
if you'll look at It sanely. Oh know
my kind of sanity shocks you. But
it is sanity. You are held back by
centuries OF traditions. Your father
began life as millionaire's son. Mine
began it In an Irish orphange. Your
grandfather was a supreme court
judge. I don't know who mine was.
There must be something, after all, in
this talk of heredity. For instance,
l don't suppose there's girl in all
your sisters set who would have con-
scented to a honeymoon like ours, is
there? Your sisters wouldn't have
done such thing, would they?"
mol" he exclaimed in involuntary
disgust.
At his word and tone faint red
showed across the Woman's face as II
he had struck her lightly with his
open hand. But at once she recovered
herself
Lets say goodby and part as
friends" she suggested. No irremed-
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