The Kenna record. (Kenna, Roosevelt County, N.M.) 190?-1924, 1914-07-24

Deen IN his place, should have chaB-
tised Herr Rosen instead of bidding
him be gone. 1t was he."
Positively. The men who guarded
you we're two actors from one OF the
theaters. He did not come to Yer
sailles because he was being watched.
He was found and sent home the night
before your release"
'T'm sorry. But It was 30 like him."
The padre spread his hands. What
way women have of modifying either
good or bad impulsesl 1t would have
been fine of you to have stopped when
you said you were sorry"
Padre. one would believe that you
had taken up his defensel"
"If had should have to leave 1t
after today. l return to Rome tomor-
row and shall not see you again be-
fore you go to America. have bid
den good-by to all save you. MY child,
my last admonition is, be patient; OBJ
serve; guard against that impulse
born in your blood to move hastily,
to form opinions without solid founda-
lions. Be happy while you are young,
for old age is happy only in that re-
Elected happiness Of recollection.
Write to me, here. return In No
vember. Benedicite?" smiling.
Nora bowed her heard and he put
hand upon 1t.
Celeste stood behind Abbott and
studied his picture through half-closed,
critical eyes. You have painted 1t
over too many times" Then she
looked down at the shapely head All,
the longing to put her hands upon 1t,
to run her fingers through the tousled
hair, to touch 1t with her lips! But
no! Perhaps you are tired; perhaps
you have worked too hard. Why not
put aside your brushes for a week."
1--WE good mind to chuck 1t into
the lake. l simply can't paint any
more" He flung down the brushes.
I'm fool, Celeste, fool. I'm crying
for the moon. that's what the matter
is. What's the use of beating about
the bush? You know as we'll as do
that it's Nora"
Her heart contracted. and for little
while she could not see him clearly.
But what earthly chance have II"
he went on, innocently but ruthlessly.
mo one can help loving Nora"
NO." In small voice.
It's all rot, this talk about affini-
ties. There's always some poor devil
left outside. But who can help loving
Nora?" he repeated.
who indeed"
"And there's not the least chance in
the world for me-"
you never can tell until you put 1t
to the test"
DO you think have a chance? Is
it possible that Nora may care little
for me?" He turned his head toward
her eagerly.
Who knows?" She wanted him to
have it over with, to learn the truth
that to Nora Harrigan he would never
be more than an amiable comrade. He
would then have none to turn to but
her. What mattered 1t II her own
heart ached SO she might soothe the
hurt in his?' She laid a hand upon
his shoulder, SO lightly that he was
only dimly conscious of the contact.
tits rummy old world. Here I've
gone alone all these years :"
'Twenty-six!" smiling.
We'll, that's a long time. Never
bothered my head about a woman.
Selfish, perhaps. Had a good time,
came and went as l pleased. And
then met Nora"
YES"
IF only she'd been stand-offish, like
these other singers, why, I'd have been
all right today. But she's such brick!
She's such good fellow! She treats
US all alike; sings when we ask her
to; always ready for romp. Think
of her making us all take the Kneip-
cure the other night! And we marched
around the fountain singing Mary had
little lamb Barefooted in the grass!
When man marries he doesn't want
wife half so much as a good COM
rade; somebody to slap him on the
back in the morning to hearten him
up for the days work; and to cuddle
him up when he comes home tired,
or disappointed, or unsuccessful. No
matter what mood he's In. Is my
English getting away from you?"
mo; understand all you say" Her
hand rested trifie heavier upon his
shoulder.
Mora would be that kind of wife.
Honor. anger, valor, fire. as Steven