The Holbrook news., 1914-09-25

The finest schools, the most exclusive
 surroundings. the most expensive clothes money without stint, music
 art. travel. literature. bright compan- Ions. all were hers
 And ever was instilled into her ear that she was growing up to be the
 bride of the great and rich MT. Will liam Beattie. He made no mistake
 He saw her but seldom, and always at his best He lavished nice things upon her. He surrounded her with clever people, who sung his praises and filled her with wonder that so rare a web of fate should have been spun by the gods for any girl.
 Finally after school days were over and the trip abroad had been made. she was brought to him like a ripe peach for the eating And never had he seen so tempting sight. His cup of happiness was overfowing. He was now forty. sturdy, rugged and in the very prime of his physical and men, tai manhood
 He had been very careful that Anita had met no other men. That had been the one relentless and uncompromis- ing rule of her educational days. Now he proposed to clinch matters before any untoward incident could occur. He had his little talk with her, and she acquiesced to his program with slight blush on her perfect olive cheek, but with no strong tumult in her breast She had known all about 1t e. ,k oil to the program. In fact, she liked It immensely. But there was no pas sion in the equation-on her part.
 First and foremost there was to be a great betrothal reception. at which Anita was to be presented to society as the future Mrs. William Beattie. The wedding was to follow almost immediately. Beattie proposed to take no chances.
 But fate has strange and unaccount- able freaks. There drifted into that betrothal reception one Richard Lom- bard. a young mining engineer. only two years out of college, and those two years spent in hard work in Mex leo. A great, towering, splendid fel- low was Lombard, with the birth and breeding of a gentleman. and mag netic presence-possessed of that something which attracts women ev- anywhere. His two years of outdoor life had bronzed his skin and given him that touch of magnificent mascu- Unity which nothing but the hand-to- hand conflict with nature can give.
 The moment his blue eyes met the black orbs of Anita both knew that something was happening within them. There was opportunity for but few words. but the eyes spoke the only language worth listening to, and when late in the evening Lombard came and offered his arm flor breath of fresh air on the veranda," she took It as a matter of course. her heart humping so hard as to make her afraid it would be heard.
 What happened on the veranda, or on the moon-lit lawn. nobody knows. Only this is known: On the following William Beattie found note on his breakfast table. It read:
 "Mr Beattie: I thank you for all your kindness and your devotion, but I have a life to live as we'll as you. When you receive this I will be the wife of Richard Lombard and 500 miles away. I would rather be his wife for one day and live in a tent with him, than to be mistress of your and your millions for hun 1red years. Girls may be won, but | not bought. Forgive and forget me. Anita"
 Copyright. 1914. by Daily Story Pub Col