Forest City press. (Forest City, Potter County, D.T. [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1914-05-27

pered. T don't think half the county
vote was cast. Wiley. But there's the
Mercury-Journal carrier coming from
the tnterurban-and the polls closed at
six"
He had no word as he watched her
buy a paper from the boy. When he
turned. heshad o II In the News office
and was looking at the grimy old press
Inc the worn cases.
Come here. Wiley!"
YES" He went I'VE and looked
dow with somber Dyes to the sheet
h had spread upon his desk.
The Lindstrom story" had five col
urnns OF the front. But across the other
two was this head:
"Concede Curran's Election"
He looked up at Janet with a mutter:
"Election? Didn't they see the News
last night"
No. Come out in the back yard.
Wiley"
He followed to where she pointed to
the heap OF burned paper half way
along the path to his cottage.
For the first time in so years there
was M issue OF the News this week"
ShSw laughing at his bewtlderment-
over. peoplell wonder why-but they'll
never know.'
"rhey-they elected mel"
cor course. And the Tanner board
will resign-every n of them!-andN
Thsd. too. from the COUNTY chairman
ship, Oh. Wiley. we played more than
He sat down.. Harlan? It's up to
Misunderstanding is up to Harlan!
He'll protect my little girl-he'n marry
her. Janet! How everything about
her caught me-appealed to that old
wandering romance in me that l never
could put by! Eth. I'm 40. now-rm'
6ap,paS fcO1f Wall Nt'S the long
straight road, now-for me-"
TIC Washington" she murmured.
And always on! Oh. Wiley. I'm proud
that when the blow fell o did not
cringe nor whimper! You did not run
away-you came pack here tonight to
work again!"
He looked at her with a trace of his
old hupnor tightening h sadness. Be
cause OF you, Janet. And Harlan, and
a few-just as you've always done!
Help-oh. how I need help!" He buried
his face in his arm upon the desk: II
YOU never could. damn me-but I
didn't know it! Washington
I want you You sent me
there"
She was laughing in a curious abne-
CATION as she placed her hand down to
his head. You can't DO without me.
Wiley! When your old boys romance
was at its best. I knew you needed
me the worst. I saw 1T in your eyes
always! The new efficient woman
the helper. the companion"
The near dear woman
" he murmured.
They did not hold each other in long
embraces. gaze into each Others eyes
or murmur unutterable things. They
were man and woman tried and know
ing. They would see each other with
magic clearness. love each what the
other loved n work all their lives
long for that and for the amazing in
terest they had in each other. That
would be living.
"Eh! Those yoSngsters!" cried
Wiley out OF this fine understanding.
There's the problem-its all before
them to work out. Ours is quite done.
dear!"
when they came back from wash
ington at the end of Curran's second
term-where. by the way he achieved
a far better name as a humorist than
a statesman-they drove up High
street and the thought was with them
S %ay oS. had the profile" worked Its
They saw Aurelia chasing her two
babies over the Van Hart lawn trying
to recapture them to place I'm the car
riage. The lively ingenious wife. still
the happy little outlaw In the eyes of
High street, never able quite to hit it
off witt her motherinlaw, but uncaring
for that. At least h had held the
alteration Of her husband through the
uprise Of his fighting life. pleased his
friends and discounted his enemies
with equal gaiety.
She ran across to meet them. and
to lift her black-eyed boy to Nj. Cur
ran.
"We're getting up a charity fiesta
and I'm going to appear at the tin
e~verybody'l come to see melt makes
such q difference who n Is. Uncle
Mich says at last we done come to the
land o. joy!"