The Parma herald. (Parma, Idaho) 1903-1917, 1914-09-03

VINO lnQeedl"
., And md, there's not the least chance +,
You nevsr can tell until you IN, O.,
DO you think I have . ch.
It possible that Nora NAV cs- Is
Tor ns| He turned his head to. m..ls
her eagerly. toward
Who knowsT She wantsd HI,
nave II over with, to learn the 49,. ~
that to Nora Harrigan he would u'n
DO more than an amiable comrade ~
"ouid then have mono to turn N h,'.
ner' What mattered It II her
heart ached so she might sootha ~,
nur' IN nis9 She laid hand unor
his shoulder. SO lightly that he 1 v.n
only dimly conscious OF the con,ass
Its rummy old world. Herr ~
gone alone all these years 'e
"Twenty-sixi" smiling
Well, that's a long time. Na
bothered my head about a wora. e'
Selfish, perhaps. Had a good tau
came and went as l pleased
then I met Nora" nlo
Yes"
III only she'd been stand-ofnsh Tho
these other singers, why. I'd have ~
all right today. But she's such a brIc,,
She's such good fellowl She trea,.
US all alike; sings when we ash ~
to; always ready for romp. TbInk
OF ner making US all take the Kneln-
cure the other night And we marcbed
around the fountain singing Mary bad
little lamb Barefooted In the erase,
When a man marries he doesn't wan,
wife half SO much as good com
rade; somebody to slap him on Tho
back In the morning to hearten bIr.
up for the days work; and to cnddIa
MIN up when he comes home tired
or disappointed, or unsuccessful. No
matter what mood he's in. Is INV
English getting away from you7"
No; / understand all you say" Her
hand rested trife heavier upon his
shoulder.
Nora would be that kind of a wife
Honor, anger. valor, fire. as Steven.
son says. Hang the picture; what am
going to do with it?"
Honor, anger, valor, fire." Celeste
repeated slowly. Yes, that is Nora
A bitter little smile moved her Inns as
she recalled the happenings of the last
two days. But no; he must find out
for himself; he must meet the hurt
from Nora, not from her. How long.
Abbott, have you known your friend
Mr.. Courtlandt?"
Boys together" playing a light tat
too with his mahlstick.
How old is hep
About thirty-two or three"
He Is very rich?"
Oceans of money; throws it away.
but not fast enough to get rid of it."
He is what you say in English
wild?"
Well" with mock gravity. T
shouldn't like to be the tiger that
crossed his path. Wild; that's the
word for it,
You are laughing All, / knowl |
should say dissipated."
"Courtlandt? Come. now, Celeste;
does he look dissipated?"
Moo"
He drinks when he chooses, he
hirts with pretty woman when he
chooses, he smokes the finest tobacco
there Is when he chooses; and he
gives them all up when he chooses.
He is like the seasons; he comes and
he goes, and nobody can change his
habits"
He has had no AFFAIR.""
why, Courtlandt hasn't any heart.
It's a mechanical device to keep his
blood In circulation; that's all. | am
the most intimate friend he has, and
yet l know no more than you how he
lives and where he goes"
She let her hand fall from his
shoulder. She was glad that he did
not know.
But look!" she cried in warning.
Abbott looked.
"A woman was coming serenely down
the pain from the wooded promontory,
woman undeniably handsome in
cedartinted linen dress, exouisitely
with touch of vivid scar
ct on her hat and most tantalizing
iasn or scarlet ankle. 1t was Flora
'eslmone, fresh from her morning
'ath and a substantial breakfast. The
rrand that had brought her from AK
es-bains was confessedly a merciful
ne. But she possessed the drama
ISIS instinct to prolong a situation.
nus, to make her act of mercy seem
larger than 1t was. she was
etermined first to cast the Apple OF
'iscord into this charming corner OF
den. The Apple of Discord. as every
ian knows, is the only thing woman
an throw with any accuracy.
Inc artist snatched up his brushes,
nd ruined the painting forthwith. for
4 time. The foreground was in his
pinion, beyond redemption; so, with
savage humor, he rapidly limned in
score OF impossible trees. turned
ldday into sunset, with a riot OF col
3 which would have made the Chi
sse New Year in Canton a drab and
Der event in comparison. He hated
ora Desimone, as all Nora's adher-
is properly did, but with a hatred
molly reflective and adapted to Nora's
oods
CTo BE CONTINUED