Deming graphic. (Deming, N.M.) 1903-1948, 1913-06-20
HER HEARTS BLOOD
~ JULIA CORNELL.

Herbert Englerth. bachelor, man OF
business. was sitting on the veranda
OF the California hotel smoking A
pipe. when an eastern Sunday news.
paper was handed him.
SILLY sentiment to have this trail.
ing after me. Surely In six months
| should be acclimated even to the
extent Of reading coast news"
After looking over the different
pages. with a stified yawn he turned
to the magazine section.
""To the Unknown Man. Humphl
Queer title for q story!"
You are the man. I am the woman
am sitting by the window. my harm
beside me, looking at the stars, think.
ing OF you. Indeed. you have lived In
my thoughts ever since the day I packed
my dolls and stopped climbing trees.
During girlhood hours pictured You
clad in purple. dasning into town on a
prancing steed carrying mo OF In your
arms! What II other girls had bow
lovers. I was happy In tho thought that
my Prince was on the way. I was six.
teen then. Tonight the clock OF time shall
strike thirty for me! All! You can never
know what II means TO a girl to face thir.
Il ~ unloved, unmarried! Why. why have
YOU made this possible for ME? Is IL
that your time IL taken up with bust.
mes cares, or have you drifted into an
easy going, careless life, content with
your pipe and dog. u man who prefers
dream-wife TO the real? No, the
thought II unworthy OF you. who are
4 III ...I tx,t. Fal L.,
has not wavered. but. dear. the time
grows long. am waiting. waiting, no,
for the schoolgirl ideal. but for you, In
any form you may come. have tray.
eled much. | have gazed into the eyea
OF men. All. we should know each
other. Am l good TO look upon? you
may wonder. Dearest. let me whisper
that I am considered fair OF face. The
wind plays with my curls. ! have kept
myself pure and sweet for you. No man
has entered my life.
oh. the happy, happy hours | have
spent embroidering linen. making cush.
ions for my home-your home. have
been collecting all these years. Ny
chest Is Overlooking. All! tho tender
dreams ! have OF you and me In our
own home. sitting In the twilight or by
the evening lamp. you reading TO me
while I sew. At such times ! am very
happy. But sometimes, at night, when
the wind Is blowing and the rain dash.
ing against my window. the cruel thought
that you may never come flashes upon
me--a long. lonely lie without you II
IN torture, because, dear, l am not ono OF
those strong. self-sufficient creatures who
can rise above the old law OF nature. I'm
simply home loving girl. who asks moth.
ing OF life but her inalienable right Of
husband, home and children.
Oh, dear, unknown man. visit me In my
dreams tonight and promise that you
will. will come.
"By George! I'm the mani" gasped
Herbert Englerth. For twenty years
I've been on the lookout for just that
type Of q girl. Heavens! that article
was written with hearts blood! III
find the girl or I'm not the man
think | AM. or course, she's eastern
possibly southern. I'm away out here
but what's distance! III get her ad
dress from the publisher"
I With Herbert Englerth, thinking
was doing. But 10 his dismay h'
found no addresses we're given out
It was, however, characteristic OF bin
when he started out to do a thing h'
did It. This quality had made bin
an indispensable factor in his bus
ness firm. So when he asked for q
immediate leave of absence II va
granted.
Upon his arrival east, after spenC
Ing some Zine posing as a man
letters he at length learned that III
article had been written by Angel
harrington Of Baltimore. Md. Sd
was one OF the new writer's who wer
- slowly gaining a foothold In the II
erary world. he had been Informed,
Timidity was an unknown elemeE
in Herbert Englerths life. He, HOY
J ever, found himself as timid AS u
~ proverbial schoolboy when tri
little maid ushered him into the Ba
rington home.
did you say It was Miss Barr'n
ton you wished to see?"
Yes, the writer Of short stories
"Oh, yes; she Is not In Just mo-
But. sir, she's no miss; she's MARIE
and has four children"