The Huttig news., 1914-12-26
LOVE Vs. GOLDEN CALF t. ST
By L. F. ADAMS.

lHe SlTl udu StOOu Silculiy oe shO window for some few minutes watch ing the long slanting lines of rain that came driving down from the dun colored clouds in the sky. With every savage gust of wind the dead leaves came swirling down, and the giant elms in the street tossed their branches in wild distress.
 The strife of the storm without seemed typical of the stormy com bat that was going on In her heart-a warfare between her inclinations and the dictates of sane, calm judgment
 The man sat quietly by the library table, his keen eyes fixed steadfastly on the girl, and a grim expression, half expectancy and half iron determ- ination, curving the corners of his mouth.
 The girl turned from the window, and from her eyes he learned the conflict was not yet brought to an is- sue She spoke slowly, with some thing like appeal in her tones.
 Must you go tomorrow" she asked.
 Tomorrow" he replied, inexorably.
 "And-and you want an answer be- fore you go?"
 An affirmative answer" he cor rected, smilingly.
 Don't go out there, Tom," she said with a queer little quaver in her voice.
 'T must" he said simply. Its magnificent field. It offers everything I want-money, power and position" His eyes burned as he spoke. but they softened as they rested on the girls face Think what it means" he finished
 You're sure you want all this the money and the power?" she asked.
 Absolutely certain" said he, cheer fully.
 She turned to the window again and watched the leaves driven hither and thither in the wind; then she faced the man at the table with a pathetic smile on her lips.
 Tom, I-I-can't," she said.
 He sat quite still, as if the words had stunned him. His eyes stared blankly at her.
 You don't love me, Helen-is that t?" he asked very slowly.
 Its not that" she confessed.
 Don't you have faith in my ulti- mate success?" he asked.
 All the faith in the world" she de- clared.
 Then tell me. Helen, what makes you hesitate?" said he.
 q don't know just what 1t Is, but something makes me afraid of you," she replied. "I think it's because know you'll have money and power and all that goes with 1t. I'm afraid I shall become just a side issue in your life"
 "Never," he maintained stoutly.
 She held out her hand deprecat- hgly.
 I've watched you rise," she went on; I've watched you climb up, up always up. But you are never satisfied. You are bound to go on and on and on. You speak of money; you have an amount now that many man would envy. You talk of power; it is yours here. And yet 1t isn't enough. You must go to other fields with greater opportunities. Tom. dear, it's hard to say, and yet I must; you bow down to the golden calf and you always will In the years to come you would think more and more of your ambitions, asd corresponding can't marry you
 She sat down opposite him and rest ed her head on her hand. He rose quietly and came round to her, his big hand resting very gently on her brown head.
 Did you ever stop to think why I fought so hard to riser" he said.
 She shook her head.
 Tt was because of you," said he. Every ambition, every motive I owe to you. If conquered the world and laid it at your feet I should still feel unworthy of you.'
 He stood silently looking down at her. The wind whfstled shrilly and the rain beat sharply against the window panes She felt the hand on her head tremble.
 Helen, do you love me as I am?'' he asked
 "Yes," she said.
 Would you love me if I were penni- less ?"
 She looked up at him with a smile that transformed her face.
 How I should love you then!" she said simply.
 He caught one of her hands in his and fell to laughing softly.
 My ambitions are really of your making Do with them as you will, said he.
 You mean you won't go out there?' she asked.
 q mean I have ceased to worship the golden calf you mentioned" said he. No man can serve two masters and I think I make wise choice in serving you" he laughed.
 He bent over her and saw there were tears in her eyes