The Yale expositor. (Yale, St. Clair County, Mich.) 1894-current, 1914-11-05

room to heaven. There had even been
period in that far-off. innocent girl
hood when she had thought of II as
beautiful restful haven, to which,
some day when he should have tired
of the greedy city and its grind, her
lover might bring her. Always, 1t
seemed, she had needed and wanted a
haven. II only he had brought her
then, what might have been saved!
What might have been saved! But
l mustn't think of that"
From down a narrow lane she caught
glimpse of the river, smiling in the
sunlight. 1t beckoned to her and she
obeyed, turning her steps upstream.
A thick grove of oaks and chestnuts
shut her off from the village and she
was alone with the river and forest.
River and forest held many memories
for her.
Hours passed. A few fieecy, tum-
bling clouds fioated over her. Heavier
and less silvery masses appeared over
the western horizon. The wind fresh
ened. She did not notice. And
suddenly she knew that she was not
alone.
She turned and saw him standing
near, staring, bewildered yet strangely
eager, toward her. Her lips parted,
her bosom lifted in sharp intake Of
breath, as their eyes met. Then she
got slowly TO her feet, trying to look
away that she might regain lost-self-
control
He started toward her, with the pc
culiar hating step she never could
see without a tender maternal i'm
pulse. Scarcely two yards away he
stopped.
"Kazia-you!"
Yes"
but l." he stammered, 81 don't un-
derstand."
Self-control was coming back. II
came to get Piotr."
ITO get Piotr," he repeated mechan-
ically. But he did not comprehend.
He passed a hand over his eyes,
The apparition did not fade. Gradu-
ally he realized-with dazing tumble
OF gladness and pain and reluctance
that It was indeed she, in the flesh.
81 can hardly realize it," he said at
last. Il was just thinking OF you.
Often am thinking of you. A hun
dred times I've been on the point of
| going to see you, to find out"
ITO find out?"
How badly hurt you"
81 told you haven't blamed you"
but that isn't true-it can't be
true. 1t wouldn't be human not to
resent me, what I've brought you. You
do resent. don't your"
"Why do you press me with what
is ended? l don't want to think OF
tor to be unjust. L" She turned
sharply TO face him. Yes, If you
must know 1t, do resent"
You have every right to resent"
he answered sadly.
She started swiftly along the bank
toward the village. He followed, try
ing to keep up with her, and with
real effort managed 1t. A quarter of
mile was thus traversed, neither
speaking, she keeping always one pace
ahead so that he could not see her
face. Then she observed his heavy
breathing and slackened her pace.
81 didn't realize | was walking SO
fast" Her voice was quiet again.
Il don't mind It," He assayed a
laugh, a poor, mirthless attempt. 81
need counter-irritant just now"
And didn't mean what l said back
there. l haven't felt that way-often,
at least / have no resentment against
you-only against myself. 1t was In
me to keep clean and deliberately
it is all so clear now-chose the worst
thing"
THAT is true OF all of u.s."
II don't know. l only know it's true
of me. And SO you needn't go on tor
turing yourself with thoughts OF your