The Daily Ardmoreite. [volume] (Ardmore, Okla.) 1893-current, 1915-04-04

Jones 9rzcticed had shook slisstly
Es hs poured the vine The old men
drank rather nossily. They. too, Se-e
eIcitsd Nr Riggs snzoksd his lips
and squ-uisd 81 the chandelier as Il
tryinE 10 decide upon TIE vintage, but
in reality doing his best TO keep from
coughing up the vine that had gone
the wrong szy n = moment Of pro
found paralysis
The best news I've heard since IN
dzs died said Mr.. Dawes. usatully-'
PHI 'em uQ again. Jones ] want 10
propose the health Of Mrs Brood
The future Mrs Brood hissed Mr.
Riggs vheeLly. glaring 81 his eon-
rzce ASS
I'm not married yet Nj Dawes.
exclaimed Frederic, grinning-
Makes 20 difference. said Nj
Dawes. stou;ly. Far as In concerned.
you are. Wen Be the first 10 drink
TO Lydia Brood, The first to call her
by that name. gentlemen God bless
her
God bless herr shouted Mr. Riggs.
God bless her." echoed Frederic.
and they drained their glasses to
Lydia Brood
Jones. open another bottle" com
nsaded Nr. Dayes, loftily.
Frederic shook his head and two
faces fell Right bravely, however. the
old men maintained joyous interest
IN the occasion. The young man
turned moody. thoughtful. the unwont-
I'd e1h.laration died as suddenly as il
had come into existence. 4 shadow
crossed his vision and he followed II
R.th his thoughts. A sense of utter
loneliness came over him with swift
ness that sickened. nsuseated him. The
food was fat TO his taste; he could
not eat. Self-commiseration stifed
him. He suddenly realized that he
had never been so lonely. so unhappy
in all his life as he was at this mo-
ment
His thoughts were Of his father A
vast, ineXplicable longing possessed
his soul-a longing for the affection Of
this man who vas never tender. The
stood afar Of and was lonely. too. He
could not understand this astounding
, change Of feeling He had never felt
just this way before. There had been
iimes-and many-when his heart was
sore with longing. but they were Of
other DAYS. childhood days. Tonight
he could not crush out the thought OF
how inefis bly, happy, how peaceful lie
y ou,d BE- il his father were TO lay his
| hands upon his shoulders anu say, My
sol. love you love you dearly
. There would be no more lonely days;
all that was bitter in his life would be
I swept away in the twinkling Of an
eye; the world would be full Of JOY for
/ him and for Lydia.
2 When he entered the house that
evening he was full OF resentment
/ toward his father. and sullen with the
/ remains OF an ugly rage And now 10
! be actually craving the affection Of the
man who humbled him, even, in the
presence OF servants, II was unbe-
, Hevable. He could not understand
1 himself. A wonderful, compelling ten.
derness filled his heart He longed TO
throw himself at his fathers feet and
crave his pardon for the harsh, venge-
I full thoughts he had spent upon him
in those black hours. He hungered
! for a word OF kindness or of under
standing on which he could feed his
starving soul. He wanted his father 8
love. He wanted. more than anything
else in the world. to love his father.
Lydia slipped out Of his mind
Yvonne was set aside in this immortal
moment. He had not thought of them
except in their relation to a completed
I state of happiness for his father. In
distinctly he recognized them as essen
tials
Az, he was lonely The house was
| as bleak as the steppes Of Siberia. He
longed for companionship, friendship
! kindness-and suddenly in the midst
OF it all he leaped to his feet.
I'm going out, gentlemen" he ex'
! claimed. breaking in upon an unappre
ciated tale that Mr.. Riggs was relat'
ing at some length aud with consider
/ able fierceness in view of the fact that
| Mr.. Dawes had pulled him up rather
sharply once or twice in a matter OF
/ inaccuracies. Excuse me. please"
( He left them gaping with astonish
ment and dashed out into the hall for
his coat and hat. Even then he had
no definite notion as to what his next
move would be. save that he was going
out-somewhere, anywhere, he did not
care
Somehow. as he rushed down the
/ front steps with the cool night air
blowing in his face, there surged up
within him a -trong. oyerpowering
/ sense of tilial duty. II was his duty to
/ make the first advances. II was for
/ him to pave the way to peace and hap
piness. Something vague but disturb
! ing tormented him with the fear that
/ his father faced a grave peril and that
[ his own place was beside him and not
/ against him. as he had been in all