The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1914-04-16

divorce proceedings ana his affairs
with women OF the underworld.
II preSuIne you know who Benham
Curran's voice came In q whisper.
He lies! All, God, It's not SOL"
He dares publish 1t as so. And r
came to see. I came to save her, and
you-to amuse y~ourself!"
The older man stared at him. FTis
hand came from his pocket. II came
TO give her this. Her little rosary"
f1arianss eye were on 1T. It had lain
upon her neck all those nights Of his
summer love with her. Her name.
chorus girl-and coupled with Joe
Benham's! It's herribIe."
It's a lie!,
Harlan sat back cody. His gray
eyes beckoned the waiter. TIL see,
he was writing en- a TAB. Then. to
III send for her. To meet us here after
the performace.'
Curran watched him silently. Har-
ian had become h man. The touch
OF the Viking In his blond strength
Which Wiley had always admired, was
up, young. t~riunphing, primarily ruth.
Iess. Curran would not rave dared
send that message-curt, direct, de-
manding that she come. He was con-
sclous now Of fighting against an OBJ
session of the younger mans victor
lousness. He would stop short of the
gamblers chance. the stalking Of his
all on his confidence in his own power.
And in is minutes the hoy came back.
She had written nothing, she had
merely told him che would come.
Then they waited an inteierable hour,
talking vafnly on matters of the town.
1 DOllJlCC And htICfnnEq 1nuy onI ary
papering. Wiley fidgeted; Harlan was
lmperturbably serene. The cafe filled
with a crush OF after theater feeders.
the hum and motion became livelier as
drew on: And then, when
other with commonplace and con-
strained confidence, none OF that old
JOY of intercourse between them, there
was a STIR behind their table and Aure-
lie was there.
They were both on their feet. Her
amazernent was delightful. She had a
hand to each OF them, crying out dis
traction; she was provoked at them why
hadn't they come like gentlemen to
await her at the stage door instead of
sending for her? She felt as If she hat
peen arrested. Harlan looked at Wiley.
and Wiley at him. She was puzzled
but she had comet!
Already the cafe people were look
ing at them. Aurelie was colorfuI.
aglow with srpafl poses and careless
graces; she smiled in~genuously on them
with phrases of her b%arbarous French
which, she had not been slow to learn
added to her distinction.
I'm alone. / declined everybody for
you'll" And for their lives neither man
knew at which she was looking-t
must be both.
"You had az engagement. Aurelie7 p,
Wiley asked her.
oh, Just a little one-not enough to
matter, like the Paris lady's baby! I'll
make them al wait-for you. You
know these chappy chaps I've got ac-
qua1nted with don't bother me much
Wiley looked at Harlan. Plainly Joe
Ben,am's millions and motors hadn'.
dazzled Aure1ie.
It's fine to see you-all." She per
sisted IN "you-alls." n "1 reckons,'
and ANTS" when she felt like them
Just fine. I 6fd feel hurt because
up in Chicago. And me a real lady
now! Mr.. Levy says they're going ia
~reorganize the New York production
and give me a chance on Broadway
little old New York where Ada Norman
and nearly starved to death"-she
picked an olive frsm the dish: oh. tel
me how Is Uncle Michigan and the
baby?"
Harlan didn't know. 'Fine!" retorted
Wiley. And Knute says there were
never 80 InaHy raDpltS UP on EaEl
Point. He's waiting for you to come
back, and he's training old Nellie's pups
to trail EN-"
She was filed with laughter. she
had a pup that could beat Nellie's!
Yes, sir! And how is your old shop
Mr.. Curran, and Aunt Abby and her
Banbury tarts; and which drunk
printer have you got now-Jim Minis OF
the Dutch one?' She played her part
before her school-day lover: not for
worlds would she I've noticed his silent
stubbornness. DO you-all really wan
me to cone back and play in the tin
opera house? How big and grand ii
used to seem! l never went except
way up in the gallery with Knute, and
I used to see you boys-Mr. Curran in
a front seat, for he didn't have to pay
anything; and Harlan always there
with some of the high chool girls"
She sighed denurely. THAT was be-
fore I went to school"
"Aurelie," put in Harlan gravely
you've not changed a BIT"
I'm not going to change. I'm not
gone greatly on these cities. When all
these managers and stage directors gel
on their high horse with me / say: oh
you go to the devil-you don't impress
me a btu INC then they threaten tc
discharge me or something, and I say:
Go ahead can go back to Rome, Ia.
and play in the tin opera housed Hen
McFetridge is going to buy 1t for met
You ever hear from Hen McFet-
ridge;?"
""The twins wrote me from San Fran
cisco. They've made money again, out
Of mineral water this time"