Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1915-11-17

heard the toast-the fishermans toast
'pidgin island
Square awayr
Where was the big fellow who had
offered the toast that night. Possibly
with smead. He must look sharp
"Not one iota. Donald Smead!-
"alr. Hanchett--Mr. Hanchett, IL you
please.e
II wonder under how many names
you have gone in these six years.
"a good many. Di.
And how many lies have you told
to other poor women"
Count the planets. I have often
marveIed over the breeding quality OF
the first lie. A stone upon still waters
who knows where the ripples end?
When first re practice TO deceive'
There's a deal OF truth In those old
chaps. the poets. Well, lying came nat
urally. As other lads were taught pa
triotic odes from fourth readers, | was
taught to lie. Lord. but I'm accom-
plished. What are you doing up here
in this God forsaken bole1"
at Is not God forsakens quietly
Perhaps it is my outlook. To me
all places are more or less God for
saken. After all, ri, have some ex-
cuses.'
Once upon a time you had-nor
now"
You think. then, that I've had my
chance
II know It I tried to help you.
There was q time when I would have
given my hearts blood TO help you. but
you lied to me and tricked me"
And now"' He crushed the eager
ness which sprung with the question.
Il would not turn my hand TO save
you from prison" She uttered the
words without heat
He knew that she meant il
That, as my beloved father would
say. is a haymaker flush on the Jaw.
What an old prize fighter he must have
been, III, in your heart you know You
wouldn't let me 80 to prison
! II would. 1t might be the saving OF
/ you
/ Dear little Methodist-or is It Pres.
! byterian? Repentance? What q word,
smuGgest Of the Snug; rolling eyes
I clasped hands and lying lips"
! 10 you never think? Do these
things never return to haunt you-the
broken lives, the knavery, the dishon-
Org
/ Il don't believe IN ghosts, Di Be
/ sides, it is easy to shoe them away"
! You are really incapable Of telling
the truth"
/ Well, yes-sometimes they come
| knocking.
They follow from room to room
! bolts and OAK panels ara nothing; bur
! presently | remember where the whis
Ky stands on tho sideboard. and poof
they 20 scrambling out the way they
came"
And when the horror Of drunken
ness is gomez"
"0b. then its morning: sunshine ant
work to do. wish l could see you
face" He struck a match
She did not finch The fame burn
ed till it nipped his thumb and finger
then he dropped the writing stiel
to the ground. where It glowed a mo
ment and went out Good nerves. Di
Not afraid Of anything, are your
She did net answer,
We'll. there never was any coward
ice on your side or mine"
Moral"
Physical. I have the courage of N,
crimes, you the courage of your vir
tues. Cbaste Dianar He laughed
! Do you realize that you are one Of th'
two living things l love-"
The other?"
Irony eh? Myself. you would sus
Eest? No Truth is. hi I despise my
/ self as heartily as YOU do
Quickly he caught her by the shoul
ders. What is this man Cranfor,
doing? Is he making love to you
Answer He shook her.
She put her strong fingers under hi
and flung him back.
All. You love him"
Don't touch NE again. Donald sh
said quietly.
There's q long score against hin
p Well. well. If hurt comes to him. d
not put all the blame on me. I'm no
alone. The pater is in Kingston I
he had his way Crawford would go ou
to sea, drifting. I told him l saw yor
Rotten old world. Do you really hat
me-" he added.
II hate the life you lead"
Never coming backT
Never
He swung about abruptly, the shat
ows filed in behind him. and he wa
one.
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