Forest City press. (Forest City, Potter County, D.T. [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1914-01-02
THE GIRL DICK LOVED.
sy Laura a. Atwater.

BY Laura a. AtWator.
tCopyrixht, 1918, by the Mcclure News.
paper a~yndicate.)
Mary Ketcham stood In the doorway.
booking down the road Az the sun
dropped. behind the hills she turned and
That settles It," she said. With CONE
Settles what. dear?"
Aunt Heppie, what's your opinion Of .
sIts going against MS scripture. Mary.
too late now"
Hen come tomorrow, desrie." com.
Tomorrow viii be too late for me. Tn
n9 ao Ea my d. on s aSyn, ns 6e so %GSa;.
That's what I have been. auntie. Tn
only just seeing the folly Of my ways.'
'"Give him a chance. Mary; send fof
h ham. and you see 1st T Sim se ne t has v 20 sa We're I pni
out"
"Perhaps I did: but I'll never ask him
to come as long as he lives"
Never Is a long time, dear"
And 1t will be a long time before ]
Dick?"
Hes talking about. going home. Tn
afraid he isn't enjoying his visit. III
hasn't seen much of you. and 1t must be
slow for him without any young com.
pan n.y. -, ,,o..n.
have q good time. Where 10 he now7"
Getting bait. ! think: he's going fishing
tomorrow"
down the garden path to where. above the
gooseberry bushes, the STOPPING figure Of .
man could be seen.
What's hat s up" he SHOUTED; .o
Whats this about your going homer"
8! thought" he stammered, that / vas
perhaps, in the way. as you are 30 busy
Wei, shall have plenty Of time nov
me fishing ?"
"Wi!l you go! 1 intended making a da,
Good! What time do we start?"
The earlier the better. Five o'clock7'
That's all right for me: and I'll put
up enough for dinner and supper too.
the river.'
And the ash bite better at night"
"How prosatc! I'm going to bed with
the chickens SO as not to oversleep. Good
Goodnight. It's awfully good Of you ia
go. Mary"
.Good! I'm crazy about fishing" she
protested: but he did not see her face as
down the road.
The next day was a long one for Mary.
Sne mad started out determined to be
had succeeded in the latter. but her own
happiness would not come at call. The
memory of other days spent on the river
with Dave haunted her. and try as she
ing her eyes.
I'm afraid you're tired, Mary" Dick
said, az after p%icntckfng on the rocks they
sal mo- toof a!ns 1 Se the ba mooniit n riysr. xo,, Inv.
the river. Dick" she asked.
Yes, it's the prettiest place in the
world. Some day. I hope"
abruptly and began to sort his flies.
1T vas nothing. he told her, looking
down the river with embarrassed eyes.
ing to sayy" she coaxe dis isyiin p1 her ~s.1 hand and
Nc just yet. little cousin, he said,
she et ieft h 10y. me- e rave S. her a long look as
ers looked up into his face
WI not. Dick, dear?" Il II because
you think I don't carer"
thought perhaps" he faltered. :.Wonld
yon really care to hear?"
Mary closed her eyes to gain courage.
t mns tho hos io,,a sn e asked herself: Why not
Wnicn had failed her? She would show
pave now little she cared for his defec-
"Yes, I care" she whispered, '.tell me-"
dropped her head on his Shoulder.
DICK sat as tf turned to stone. Look
ing down Into h face 20 near his own he
ny" Tn ma 1att,e eyes n stcttmnmi z in tears:
Do you really carer ~ 10y
a 81 c bsek. ~: g. asaiSst his ..;. :.
unhappy! Pc good TO mo dear"
Ing her cheek ana holding her protect
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