Forest City press. (Forest City, Potter County, D.T. [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1915-08-11

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ed forward to seeing her, you may be
sure
The Justice poked him with his
thumb. Il believe there was a boy and
girl attachment. wasn't there?"
Il am afraid it was no more than
that said Eric soberly.
Judge Bright gave him a keen glance.
TN not tell her that you put it in just
those Words he said, n Eric won-
dered not a little.
Later on. they fell to discussing the
Eric's enthusiasm returned.
"Of course. we ant do anything un-
til she returns from this pleasure
cruise" said the judge. Shed neve
forgive me If / took a step without con-
sulting her. You've no idea how COM
pletely she has me under her thumb."
when do you expect her to return?"
asked Eric.
Its lard to say. They were to start
north this week. coming direct to Bos-
ton. but it seems that new plans have
they are going to Vera Cruz n New
Orleans and a number of places along
the gulf, despite the approach of hot
weather in those ports. 1t now appears
that the yacht won't start homeward
short of four or five weeks. Well ave
to sit back and wait for her, Eric, that's
ALL"
Eric departed without having ex-
pressed his true feelings to the father
OF the girl he loved. His pride was be-
ginning to assert itself. A dull red
seemed to have come into his cheek
to stay.
will you be so kind as to let me
know when Joan returns. Judge Bright"
Il fancy you'll know it quite as soon
as I do" said the girls father with a
smile.
That's not likely. sir" said Eric
calmly.
He walked rapidly in the direction of
the public square. Not that business
called him there. but because he wanted
to be where humanity was thickest in
self in Paris! The righteousness of
the thing did not occur to him. He
only knew that he hungered for some-
thing gay, n bright, n whirling.
The public square in Corinth was the
nearest approach to all that.
At the corner of the square he stop
ped suddenly and looked about him as
If aroused from a doze. A short bit
ter laugh broke from his lips.
Good heaven!" he muttered, staring
across the desterted common. LAS
dead as C~arthagenia itself. Why should
l stay here? What is there for me?
By George, I'll get out before I'm a
week older. Mary's right. What a
fool l am to hin of wasting ever a
day in this place. I'll tell Judge Bright
i a I IdhC OH Lu0 house LOT MIN. lLS
out Of the"
A hand was laid on his shoulder. He
turned to face his uncle.
"A bad habit, Eric, talking aloud,'
said h gaunt old man.
I've just come to a decision, uncle"
said Eric. a trace Of excitement in his
voice.
I've an idea what it is, my boy.
You were looking at the new court
house. That tells the tale. It is a
handsome building"
NO. no! 1t isn't that. Uncle Horace.
cried Eric hastily.
Nevertheless, there must be a bit
terness in you heart as you look at it.
You are Its creator, and yet the fact is
known only to you and me. You have
decided to tell the truth about the-er,
ahem-the design"
Horace was looking straight past his
nephew's head.
The young man noted the deepening
of h lines about his lips.
He cried out in protest. II have not
That's all past. I don't care-not
now"
Horace looked into his eyes. ITS
q terrible lie I've been living all these
years. Eric. Sometimes I feel" The
SILVER went over his thin figure. His
face hardened and the warm light in
his eyes gave way t a hard glitter
There he is. over there,-under the
Massasoit awning" The utter irrele-
vance of the remark had a curious eff
thinking of Chetwynd Blagden.
What" he gasped, feeling himself
turn pale.
He turned to follow the direction of
his uncle's gaze. half expecting to see
the huge figure OF his cousin.
Adam Carr was standing near tho on
trance to the hotel. boldly detached,
but looking in the opposite direction.
II had another letter from him to-
day." said Horace. speaking as IL to
himself. will he never bring this
chase to- He caught himself up with
II they were never to be parted again.
What did he say in that letter.
Uncle Horace? / demand an answer
cried Eric. his soul sick.
Nothing that I can speak Of to
you or anyone :.,e else" said his uncle
seemed to turn positively livid-.damn
him. I will not let him see, I will never
let him know!"
Then. his manner changing like q
nash. he apologised for the single
blasphemous word. and, thrusting his
him Town the street toward Adam
Carr. They passed within arms reach
Of h man. whose back was still to-
ward them.
Good morning. ADAM" said Mr.
Blagden az they passed.
Adam still gazed into the cigarist'a
Good morning, Horace" said he
brislly. That was all. They had beer
passing the time of day in this manner
on widely separated occasions for years
Out Of hearing. Horace lifted hi
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