Fulton County tribune. (Wauseon, Ohio) 1883-1925, 1914-04-03

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back" he told himself. His sense of
resentment was growing. He had re-
ceived the letters from New York that
morning giving final acceptance Of his
application for a position. Denham
had strongly advised him to take the
morning train.
They don't leave you much time
to pack your trunk and make fare
well calls on these New York jobs.
TheEe are too many others waiting
around to snap up the place the
managing editor had said
Stewart had decided to take his ad-
vice, still planning how he might have
a chance to talk with Margaret. She
knew he had applied for the position.
but as she was away all morning on
an assignment, she didn't know of
his acceptance.
Every minute is precious, for l
have a thousand things to do" fumed
the young fellow, as he paced rest
lessly up and down the platform. ut
was a low trick of Davis to beat me
to it here, when he knew l was go
ing away so soon"
AT last the next car came and bore
him back to town.
When he reached the Office 1t was
just as he expected. Margaret had
gone home to dinner. He called up
her boarding place. She was there,
but when he asked to come down that
evening she replied that she was go
ing to report another wedding which
was going to occur in that vicinity
that evening. But you may come and
go with me if you like. 1t won't take
me long"
When he told her of his intended
departure next day. her invitation was
more insistent.
With good-by handshakes to other
members of the staff, Stewart left the
Office. On the way to his room he
stopped and got lunch at restaurant,
then he went off home and began has
tily to pack his trunk. AS he worked
he glanced around the bare little room
where he had passed many lonely,
homesick, discouraging moments.
I've hated the place, but it seems
quite like home when go to leave it. .
He thought of his old, pleasant home
. in the little town of sarbon which
he had left to take his first news
paper position here, and his sense
of inconsistencies increased. 1T will
all be to do over again when reach
New York, only it will be much hard
er to gain foothold there"
He found Margaret waiting for him
when he reached her boarding place.
She had on her wraps, and her brown
eyes were shining under the smart
little toque.
On the way he told her more about
his new position, and his hopes and
plans for making good. She was all
kindness and attention, yet, withal, he
had the sensation that she was trying
to steer the conversation away from
personalities. IL seemed to him that
she dragged out the work unnecessar
lily long at the house; and when they
were at last free to go, he took mat
tiers into his own hands, and insisted
that the longest way round was the
shortest way home
Has Davis asked you to marry
him?' he asked.
At first she looked offended, then
she said archly, What If he has?"
Il want to know if you accepted
him"
Il probably shouldn't be walking
here with you if had" she laughed
What difference does it maker"
Merely, that I'm going to ask yor
the same thing And he poured ou,
the love and longing of the las,
months.
Instead of the waste of boarding
houses it would mean home-ant
that's as near heaven as we ever gel
on this earth, ! reckon" he ended hus
skily.
For few moments there was 81
lence, and they walked on beneath
the trees which rustled their dry
leaves in the soft autumn night. He
in alternate hope and despair; she
with her eyes turned away, gazed I'll
at the hazy harvest moon. But by
the light of it, when her glance me-
his, he could see they were full O.
tears.
Il, too, am tired of reflected Joy,
she answered slowly, nodding TOWARD
her reporters notebook he was car
rying. Instead of writing up Other
peoples engagements and weddings
IL want one of my own"
Copyright. 1914. by the Mcclure News
paper Syndicate)