Pierre weekly free press. (Pierre, S.D.) 1889-19??, 1915-12-23

Sometimes / get desperate and
think | may as well give her up for
good and an he was saying, shes
so-so-elusive|i don know any
other word for II. ! never can tell how
stand with her. She's going south
next week. I've asked her to answer
me before she goes. Some how Eve
chung to the hope that I'd get my an
swer today. You'll laugh, but l left
word with my office boy to wire me IL
a note or anything from her came,
It's a o'clock and have I heard. She
you see, | can't help thinking it's be-
cause she's going to--turn me down
and-hates to do it-Christmas day."
He turned suddenly and buried his
face in his mothers lap; his shoulders
heaNed a little in spite of himself. His
mothers hand caressed his head more
tenderly than ever, but, if he could
nave seen, her eyes We're very bright.
! They We're silent for a long time.
Then suddenly a Jingle OF sleigh bells
approached through the falling winter
twilight, drew near, n stopped at
the door, Guys mother laid her hands
upon his shoulders, Son" she said.
there's some one stopping now. Per
haps its the boy with a message from
the station"
He was on his feet in an instant. Her
through the hall, Then she rose and
quietly closed the sitting room door
behind him.
As Guy flung open the front door, a
tall and slender figure in gray furs and
a wide gray hat was coming mp the
walk. Eyes whose glance had long
been his dearest torture met Guy
Fernald's and fell. Lips like which
there We're no Others in the world,
smiled TREMENDOUSLY in response to his
eager EXPLANATIONS. And over the
plquant young face rose an exquisite
color which WAS mot p1fnoai1n. how,
OF the wintry air. The girl who for
two years had been only elusive" had
taken the significant step of coming to
North ~hlstabrook in response to an elo-
qnenl telephone message sent that
morning by Mar.
Holding t her hands fast, Guy
led her up into the house-and found
himself alone with her in the %shadowy
hall. With one gay shout Nan had
driven away toward the barn. The
the wonderful sagacity of his woman
n Guy took advantage of his mo- |
ment.
Nan brought you-u can see that
| know you're very fond of her, but
YOU didn't come wholly to please
her, did you-Margaret? ?"
Not wholly"
I've been looking all day for my an
swer. 1-oh-I wonder if" he was |
gathering courage from her aspect, |
which for the first time in his expert
ence failed to keep him at a distance |
dare ] think you-bring ito"
She slowly lifted her face. II thought
1T was $3.50 dear of you,' she NUT
tered, TO come HON to your people
instead of-staying with me. I thought
you d~eserved-what you say-you
want
"Margaret-you-'
Il haven't given you any Christ |
mas present. Will-I-do?"
will you do! Obi" 1t was |
a great explosive sigh of relief
he caught her close. 'Will-you-
do! Good Lord! J
rather think you will"
'Emeline-' |
Yes, job dear?" |
You're not-crying?"
on, no--nO, no, john" What a |
blessing deafness is sometimes! The
ear cannot detect the delicate remolo |
which might tell the story too plainly. !
And in the darkness of night. the eve
cannot see.
Its beer a prettv nice dow b,e,,+
it?"
"A beautiful day!" !
- guess there's no doubt but the
children care a good deal for the old
folks yet"
No doubt at all, dear"
It's good to think they're all asleep
lhe iool once more, isn't IT. !
ana one extra one. We like her, don't |
WEI"
oh, very, very much."
Yes, Guys done well. always |
thought he'd get her, if he hung on.
The Fernalds always hang on, but
Guys got a mite of a temper didn't
Know but he might let go a little too
soon; Well-it's great to think they
all plan to spend every Christmas day
with US, isn't it, Emeline?" |
Yes, dear-it's-great."
Well must let you go to sleep. |
It's been a big day, and 1 guess you're
tired. Emeline. we've not only got |
each other-we've got the children, |
700. That's a pretty happy thing at
our age, isn't it, now?"
"Yes-yes."
Good night = Christmas Ugh
Emeline."
Good night. DEAR