The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1915-10-27
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 Hidden by the shoulder of the gran Ate hill island, she stopped, withdrew her hand ard stood very straight as Answer me quick Wilfked, ain,t. ! old eaaough to be q sweetheartT'
 .-Oh, Lahona, 2, he protested warmly, ssp1ease don't think of it. Don't be anybody's until-until say the word. You couldn't understand such matteSs, dear. you wouldn't know the-the prop CT time I'll tell you when the time comes ?
 She looked at him keenly. "Am I to wait for a time or for a person? I wish yoF1,d never met Nhat- girl back east I think. you'd have filled the bill for me because, having always lived here in the mountains, I've not learn ed to be particular. Not but what I've seen lots of trappers and souatters in my day, but never wanted to stroll wilth them. don't see why that east ern girl ever turned you loose from her trap. I think mans very wonder 1uz thing. especially a young man aonst you, vilfred2 5a,-g
 Not half So wonderful as you. La horna- His voice yibrated with sud den intensity.
 Hey!'' shouted Bill Atk1ns as he and Brick came around the angle of 4he hill. AHi, therel You may call Rhat strolling, but if so it's because you don't know it's true name, if you ask. meg'
 Wilfred came to himself with a sharp 4narawing of his breath. ssYes, " he 9tamnered, somewhat dizzily-styes, s--I must be going npw.
 She held his hand beseechingly- But you'll come aguin. won't you? When l hold your hand it's like grabbing at a bit of the big world"
 stn1o LahoIna, Pm not coming again-if' Els look was long and steady, show ing sudden purpose which concealed rezret beneath q frank smile of liking.
 She stI1T held his hands her brown. eyes large with entreaty. You will come again. " flfredl You must come againI Don't mind Bill ~4TI have talk with him after you're gone"
 eOf course he'll come, honey" said Brick, melted by the tears that sound over a foolish old codger like Bill At kins Of course he'll come again and tell you about street cars and lamp posts Let him go-heH come back tomorrow I know.'
 Wilfred turned to Brick and looked Into his eyes as he slowly released La honass hand
 .ohg' said Brick. considerably dis concerted NO, reckon he won t come back, honey. Yes, I guess he'll be busy the rest of the sumIaer. Well, son, put 'er there shaket I like you fine, just fine, and as you can't come here to see us no more, being so busy and-and otherwise elsewhere bound I'm kinder sorry to see you go.,
 Lahoma walked up to Wilfred with steady eyes. Are you coming back fo see megs she asked gravely.
 .sNo. Lahoma At least not for a long, long time don't loelieveS its good for me to forget the life I've cho- sen even for a happy hour. When ] left the city 1t was to drop out of the world Nobody knows what became of me, not even my brother You've brought everything back, and that isn' I good for my peace of mind. and SO goodbyg
 TaIl and straight he stood, like sol dfer whose duty 1t is to face defeat, and standing thus he fastened his eyes upon her face as if to stamp those fea- lures in last long look upon his heart
 .sGoodby. said Lahona. This time she did not hold out her hand. Her face was composed, her voice quiet. If In her eyes there was the look of one who has been rebuTed her pride was too ereat to permit show of pain.