Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1914-10-13

ut wont be so bad now rs.
walked up. Is it very dull for aaFs
The utter sincerity Of his to,s
her meet his grave glance TSa. nag
looked away, smoothing ber ~ =,
blown brown hair to hide her va
sion. ''aie
"Your hair is beautiful With -.
in it like that" he said ara sea
away to make coffee over tho s .a
fire. 'dnr
The rest OF the day she ba.t.,
this new knowledge OF the s,,s 49, ~
man. is
The day passed swiftly. Ara :.
drifting crowd became a sort ~ -. &c
family with its coffee brewing .rsH
frying. its dishwashfng ana -.
Mary Shaw found herself t.'As
near John Clayton and was trer5n,s-s
Iy content listening to his yolca w.
he talked, but hardly knowing vss.r
said. And the afternoon waned
When evening fell and a bic .,
mer moon sailed up cool breeze HI NJ.
from the lake, and a fire was -
John Clayton told stories Of b,s -.
hood while all watched the Asn,.
and Mary Shaw sat on the ground !.
side him feeling like cave wonss
At last there was a wild scrarnhl. >.
get things together for the last ~
car, for all had been oblivious to I'm.
1t was a rather disorderIy retreat a.
they had trailed through woods All
fields to nearly the last fence VIII
John Clayton stopped, speaking !.
Mary Shaw beside him.
I'm sure that fire isn't clean ON. !,
might start a blaze. / must run b..t
may be able even then to MAKE i,
car. You had better 90 with the rex,
He was off through the trees al
dog trot.
Mary Shaw looked ahead at her On.
panions. They were all in pairs
Then, without hesitation, she tuus,
and ran with all her might back afr
John Clayton.
AT last she came up behind him. y
slim figure like a shadow in his psth
He looked back over his shoulder.
"I'll-go back-too, If you-ds,a
mind" she painted.
"All right" he replied, not pausips
while she trudged at his heels. agah
the cave woman, but not content, tc /
humiliation and fear infolded her
Didn't he want her with him, or WI |
he only in a hurry?
Her dignity asserted itself and Gle
her with self contempt. There in II.
dim woods the tragedy Of the lone ve
man smote her. Plainly he did No.
want her. She should have staya
with the others.
He stamped out the last furtu I
sparks of the campfire while she stcoi |
by silent. outlined with silver by tie
moonlight sitting through the trees |
He seemed trivially painstaking for 50 /
a danger. Then he STROBE owe
to her, not stopping moment and /
took her arm.
"Come-we may make it even yet
/ haven't heard the whistle"
He led her rapidly along until thg l
reached the path. when she fell again /
behind him. following blindly. shs l
knew now how much she cared and
the humbled realization numbed q
other feeling. L
Finally he helped her over a ro1si
field, and they reached the last fena
just as the car changed inexorably paSi
They stopped to breathe, and he MI
tered an impatient word between =
teeth.
'I hoped to get you herein tins
be said steadily.
He stood thinking a moment u
laughed a little. Il
Wen do the best we can. "
can walk another half mile | can rean
a telephone for a carriage or tan
they'll come out TO these wilds! DO1
worry; I'll get you home Then =
jerked her almost from
feet, close against him, as with oses.
iarring whir huge motorcar pun"
past them at a speed indecent ana
awful. The sardonic man gave %
len clear shout. but the driver had D
heard him.
'They might have taken US H.
vas saying when they heard repsN
ike a pistol shot
Blowout" he commented. IDT
lave to wait for us now. ana IN
luce them to take US TO town.
-ou frightened? 2"
She had not spoken. and he stOot-
lown quickly and looked into her is's
putting a steadyinG arm across
houlders. Tears were rolling o0'
Ter cheeks in spite of herself. "a
why" he said. what is III
n the wood Swallowed road. WIZ
moonlight sitting over them. inc -
onic man took the lonely little ls'
nto his lonely arms.
"Oh," he went on. nothing ma"s
{ you care for me as l have eate1
GU this long timei ] didn't mesI
ell you here. but can't you see '',,
Tas bound to speak some Gay -,
aust forgive mel can't help W.
on any more than | can hep te1s'
gu. Do you care? Do you:
\ sweetness utterly new sweep
oul. She put up both her hahus -
ouched his face rs if 10 be SURF ~
Q was real. Somehow Mary 81
al ceased to worry
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