The Liberal democrat. [volume] (Liberal, Kan.) 1911-1924, 1915-11-12

disconcerting. Allison, casting an oc'
rector seemed preoccupied tonight;
and Mrs. Helen Davies, pausing to
take her sister Grace with her, walked
up the stairs with forefnger tapping
at her well-shaped chin. She seemed
to have reversed places with her sis
ter tonight, for Mrs. Sargent was su-
premely happy, while Helen Davies
was doing the family worrying.
She could have hidden Allison adieu
had she waited very few minutes
He was man who had spent life
time In linking two and two together,
and he abided unwaveringly by his de-
auctions. There was no mistaking the
nature of the change which was so APP
parent in Rev. Smith Boyd; but ALI
son, after careful thought on the mat
ter, was able to take comparatively
early departure.
III see you tomorrow, GALL" he OBJ
served finally. Rising, he crossed to
where she sat, and, reaching into her
lap. he took both her hands, He let
her arms swing from his clasp and,
looking down into her eyes with smil-
ing regard, he gave her hands an extra
pressure, which sent. for the hun
dredth time that night, a surge of
color over her face.
Rev. Smith Boyd, blazing down at
that scene. suddenly felt something
crushing under his hand. 1t was the
light runner board of the music rack
and three hairs, which had lain in
placid place at the crown of his head
suddenly popped erect Ten thousand
years before, had these three been SO
grouped, Allison would have felt a
stone ak on the back of his neck, but
as it was he passed out unmolested.
nodding carelessly to the young rec
tor. and bestowing on Gail parting
look which was the perfection Of easy
assurance.
Rev. Smith Boyd wasted not a min
ute in purposeless hesitation or idle
preliminary conversation.
Call" he said, in voice which
chimed of all the love songs ever writ
ten, which vibrated with all the love
passion ever breathed, which pleaded
with the love appeal Of all the domi.
nant forces since creation. Gail had
resumed her seat on the end Of the
piano bench, and now he reached
down and took her hand. and held It
unresisting. She was weak and limp
and she averted her eyes from the
burning gaze which beamed down OF
her. Her breath was fluttering. anC
the hand which lay in her lap was cole
and trembling. Gail, love you!" HI
bent his head and kissed her hand
The touch was fire, and she felt he
blood leap to it. Gail, dear" and hi
voice was like the suppressed ores
cendo of q tremendous organ flute
81 come to you with the love of man
come to you with the love of on,
inspired to do great deeds, not jus
to lay them at your feet, but becaus
YOU are in tho world" He bent lower
and tried to gaze into the brown eye
under those futtering lashes. He hell
her hand more tightly to him, claspet
1t to his breast, oppressed her will
the tremendous desire of his who'll
being to draw her to him, and holt
her close, as one and part Of him 70
all time to come, mingling and merg
ing them into one ecstatic harmony
Gail! Oh, Gail, Call"
There was a cry in that repetition
of her name, almost an anguish. Sh,
stole an upward glance at him, he
face pale, her beautiful lips half part
ed, and in her depthless brown eyes
alive aow with a new light which hal
been born within her, there was NJ
forbiddance, though she dropped then
hastily, and bent her head still lower
She had made herself an eternal par
of him Just then, had he but seizet
upon that unspoken assent, and takel
her in his arms, and breathed to he
of the love of man for woman, the low
that never dies nor wavers nor falters
so long as the human race shall en-
dure.
He bent still closer to her, so tina
he all but EMBODIED her. His warn
breath was upon her cheek. The syn
pathy which was between then
: bridged the narrow chasm Of air, an
enveloped them in an ethereal fam
which coursed them from head to foot
and had already nigh welded Their
into one.
81 need you, GALL" he told her.
need you to be my wife, my swee
heart, my companion. ! need you t
go with me through life, to walk han
; in hand with me about the creates
work in the world, the redemption G
the fallen and helpless, into who's
lives we may shed some of the beaut
: which blossoms in our own"
There was low cry from Gall.
3 cry which was half sob, which cam
! with sharp intake of the breath. an
! carried with It pain and sorrow an
= protest. She had been so happy. l
T what she fancied to be the near III