Abilene weekly reflector., 1915-06-17
NOT VERY WHITE LIES
BY GEORGE MUNsoN.


fire while the winter gloom came
down and filled the living room with
shadows. Jack Strange was to return
that night from his trip West; she had
not seen him since he had slipped the
engagement ring upon her hnger the
night before he was called away on
a business trip to California In Au'
gust. And now-she was trying 10
think how she should meet him ana
what she should say to him.
She was a sensible girl. She mao
never believed in romantic love, ana
Jack, too, was of the matter-ofiact
temperament. She knew Jack was as
true as steel; he was rising In MS
business and had excellent prospectus.
After Jacks departure she had brok-
en- down and gone with girl friend'
Louise Martin, to a small summer mo-
Tel in the Catskills. A week was all
she could afford; besides. there was
no one to look after her aunt ana tne
old woman was largely dependent on
the kindly neighbors. 30 sne hao
hastened back, leaving Louise TO
spend the second week Of the vaca-
tion alone. But by then the miscniei
had been done.
The mans name was Frank War
ner. and he had made love to her
from the beginning. At first amused
later the girl had been thrilled by the
impassioned nature Of his love-mak-
ing. He had been everywhere ano
done everything; his stories read ike
romances. and the thought that sne
was the only Eiri Who had ever en-
raptured him gratified her pride. ne
touched her heart too. How dinerent
from prosaic Jack Strange!
She remembered, with a mixture OF
penitence and delight, that last eve
ning he had taken her into his arms
T love you. May" he had said, ~and
l shall always love you"
Then she had blurted out the story
of her engagement. She had told MIN
that her fance was away. that sne
could not in justice release herseiI
until he returned. After he comes
back shall know my heart, and write
TO YOU: till then cannot see you
again." she had said, and fed fpom
him.
she had the address he had given
her in New York. 1t was fashlona-
BILE hotel. where Frank Warner lived
most of the year. And now, with the
lapse of two months, she was Still
uncertain.
She was waiting for Jack. She ex'
pected him that evening, and sne
started up as ring came at the door,
her heart beating wildly. But 1t was
only Louise, who often came In TO
see her at that hour. on her way BACK
from the office, where she was de-
tanned an hour later than May.
"He hasn't come yet?' she asked.
"No," answered May.
"You must be anxious to see him.
MAY. II my fiance had been away for
two months, you bet I'd have worn
out nv shoes running to the door to
peek up the street and see wnetner
he was coming"
'T hope you will have one soon'
Louise" said May.
Louise Martin giggled. Il came near
having one this summer" she said
Listen, May. Can you keep q Sc
cret? You won't tell a soul, because
we'll. there's somebody ] shouldn I
like to know about It,"
May promised.
do you remember that awfully
good-looking fellow at the hotel, who
seemed interested in you-what was
his name? Frank Warner, to be sure
Well, after you'd gone he just fol.
lowed ma round same way he followed
you. My! used to laugh at him o.
first, but he had a sort Of irresistiDie
way about him, and-and l let MIN
kiss me once. That was the night be
fore l went away"
May felt her heart grow colder thar
ice.
well, what do you think? I founc
out after, through the Hofmans-yot
remember those nice girls from Sara
toga, who were staying there?-tha'
he'd tried the same game with half
dozen of tho young women at the no
tel, and some of them had fallen fol
II. And what do you think he is? 4
professional lady-killer. ! mean' d
does it for living"
'Louise!"
'I shall never 60 there again, vii
you, May?"
Indeed, no." answered May Hall
well.
well, that's all, dearie. and now
guess I'll be going, because dom
want to spoil your pleasure when Jacl
arrives." And she made her way pu
Of the ,houss, ~. ". , = :.
May. looked into the IRE. and ths y
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