Forest City press. (Forest City, Potter County, D.T. [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1915-09-15
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meant to kiss me like that? Do you

meant to kiss me like that? Do you
really mean to-"
Mary kissed her again. II do mean
it, Aunt Rena, l do mean it,"
Il have been very lnkind, very UNI
just to you" said Mrs. Blagden, still
searching the girls face with wonder
ing eyes.
II can't forget, Aunt Rena," said
Mary. quite simply. She did not COM
NIT the error of trying to appear de-
finitely reconciled.
II am sorry for all that I may have
done my dear" said her aunt humbly.
II can a no more. But-hut / do
love you! l do want you!"
1T was a wall from the very bottom
of a hungry, unhappy soul-a soul that
still belonged to the blithe, untram-
melled Rena Van Dykeman Of another
day. and that now said goodby forever
to Its Corinth environment.
And you, too, Eric" she vent on,
and patted his arm. You are my son
now. l want a son. 1 need a son. Your
uncle needs YOU"
II do, indeed" spoke up Mr.. Blag-
den, unsteadiiy. "Now, my dear, don't
you think you'd better retire? You are
very tired. 1t has been a hard day for
you"
1T was very thoughtful Of you. Mary.
to take off your hat before I came in,'
said Mrs. Blagden irrelevantly, even
as she laid her hand on her husbands
arm. ut mad 1t SO easy for me. You
Will forgive me il l say good night now.
Good night, Eric. You will find your
has put out your things-some that you
forgot to take away with you. I've
kept them in my bureau since-Yes,
yes. Horace, I am coming. Good night.
Mary. 1 am so glad you have come
back to U.S.. Martha will call you as
usual IN the morning."
II the doorway. Horace turned to
speak to the deeply moved young man
n woman.
will you be good enough to wait
here for a little while? I am coming
to close up the house." There was
something significant in the way he
Portable, yet they would not have
thought of going upstairs before their
uncle laid bare the conditions which
had sent him out into the night SO
bravely.
The change in Horace's nature was
most s%trikingly illustrated by the next
emark that fell from his lips.
"Oh. dear me, I almost forgot that
you are wet n cold. Come upstairs
to your rooms. Martha will get out
dry stockings and slippers for you.
And h shall make mustard baths for
your feet before you go to bed. And
hot lemonades."
When the Midthornes came down.
stairs later on, after changing a part Of
their apparel, they were amazed to find
Horace Blagden on his knees before
the fireplace, clumsily starting a fire
in the crate. His lack of experience
was evident, his embarrassment undis-
guised. Eric went to his assistance.
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the swapping GOALS.
Your aunt's DREAM" said Mr.. Blag-
den, was a most distressing one. It
was so real that she can't get it out
of her mind that we are to hear bad
news OF Chetwynd. You see. 1 mention
l. am confident that he is not in the
land Of he living, Adam Carr to the
contrary. Not a day passes that I do
not expect to hear through that excel
lent bloodhound that my % has come
to his death in some far off land and
that the chase has ended"
But Aunt Rena's dream, please"
said Mary, with a quick glance at
Eric's 1twitching face.
Horace moistened his dry lips with
his tongue. "She was taking her nap
this afternoon, as usual. A vision came
to her. IT was more than q dream.
In this vision there appeared series
SO high In the sky that all the world
seemed to lie below them. Far be-
low. at the base Of these dreadful cliffs.
was the sea-miles and miles below,
she declares. The breakers came rush
ing up In the shape OF gigantic hands
and arms. all Of them reaching upward
In the effort to Chamber to the top Of
the sheer walls Of stone that touched
dShe came out upon the Hottest Of