The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1914-06-13
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could fail. Give her s0sne other ex-
cuse for your going. You must see
that 1t Is only fair to the little girl
to let her see what she is up against"
/, Yes. see. tried to tell her"
agreed the Watermelon gloomily.
'1f she loves you through It all.
she can have you, aHdI suppose ! will
have to consent can afford penni-
less son-in-law and gpfess an Ameri-
oan tramp is preferable 10Y European
Il won't be penniless." said the
Watermelon. II could work like a
niger for month and own forty dol
lars. thirty of which would owe for
board"
THAT'S Just It," declared Bartlett
promptly. you can't support Billy
in the way she is used to being sup
ported, can't give her the things that
have become necessities to her."
Il can support her In my own way"
said the Watermelon.
But that isn't Billy's way. You
couldn't keep servant, for instance,
and servants to Billy are like chairs
to home people: absolutely necessary"
I'VE love each other" said the Wa
termelon simply.
That's all right But you can't al
ways be sure your love is like elastic
and stretchable. Come as a tramp
and will give my consent" Bartlett
grew bold. positively convinced that
Billy could no longer care when she
had once seen the drunken sot, prom
Used as he had grown used to doing
on the Street, to do that which he
knew'he would not have to do.
Can say good-by to herr"
Eyes, but trust you not to let her
know that she is to be put 60 test.
IL you love her, you can see that
am right"
YES" said the Watermelon. II love
her and will not let her know"
| He Strengthened up and pushed his
hat farther back, with the slow, in
bred languor Of the thoroughly lazy
man. Il love Billy, and that Is why
consent. tried to make her under
stand what l am, have been, but
couldn't" He took handful of beans
from a nearby barrel and let them
run slowly through his fingers. II
suppose she will give me the double
Cross"
Il hope So" answered Bartlett. I'm
not very particular. but tramp"
"A gentleman pedestrian" suggest
ed the Watermelon, with faint flick
er Of his usual sublime arrogance.
Bartlett laughed and held out his
hand. well. good-by. I've enjoyed
1.-the week immensely, for all this rot
ten ending. That scurvy trick Of
yours"
"Of yours" corrected the Water
melon.
Yes, yes. l suppose so. I hope
that Henrietta won't ever know. Do
you think Billy does?"
BILLY isn't as simple as you think"
returned the Watermelon.
what did she say"
| Father suggested the trip and he
telegraphed after dinner or some
thing like that"
"You didn't tell her 1t was my
plan?" begged Bartlett Il have to
| go on living with her"
mo. didn't tell her. but she's
next to the fact"
Il viii speak to her." said Bartlett
hastily. y wouldn't like Henrietta to
find out about It, Billy has wanted
a motor boat for some time. ! may
give her one"
They walked slowly toward the
door and once more shook hands.
Il would gladly have given the thou
sands have lost to have you Bat
cbelor, boy" said Bartlett gently.
Jaw, thanks" said the Watermelon.
TELL the others will be around
when ] have sent another telegram"
The Watermelon found Billy sitting
on the steps Of the only hotel In
town. II was q big, square, uncom
: promising affair. blank and unattract
i've. and Billy, alone on the top step
looked somehow small and forlorn
and childlike. The Watermelon sal
down beside her.
Where's Henrietta?" he asked, ig
noring her eyes and the question the,
asked.
-Upstairs." said Billy. fixing up
Come and walk down the road
wffh me . bitT asked the WatermeI
on, He rose and held out his han<
i. 70 helo Der up
III Billy ross with . trembling Iaugi
that failed niserabiy in it, manifss
: sff<mpt 20 BE- brave. IN
D Ne@fh>r Billy NOR TIA Wafermelo1