Bryan daily eagle and pilot. [volume] (Bryan, Tex.) 1909-1918, 1916-11-13
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VI shall always want you" ne said.


"0nly-you will never come back"
II had not occurred to either Of them
that this coming back, so traglcally
considered, was depending on an en-
tlrely predetermined going away. Moth
Ing, that early summer night, seemed
more unlikely than that Sidney w0sld
ever be free TO live her own life. The
Street, stretching away to the north
and to the south In two lines Of houses
that seemed to meet In the distance,
hemmed her In. She had been born In
the little brick house, and, as she was
OF II, so II was OF her. Her hands had
smoothcd and painted the pine floors;
her hands had put up the Irvine on
which the morning glories In the yard
covered the fences; had. indeed. with
what agonies Of Stacking lime and add
Ing bluelng, whltewashed the fence It.
self
"Shcs capable" Aunt Harriet had
grumbllngly admitted. watching from
her sewing machine Sldney's strong
young arms at this humble spring task.
"She's wonderful 7" her mother had
said, as she bent over her handwork.
She was not strong enough to run the
sewing machine.
So Joe Drummond stood on the pave
ment and saw his dream Of taking
Sidney In his arms fade into an inded-
mite futurIty.
SIN not going to give you up he
said doggcdly. "when you come back,
I'll be waiting
The shock being over. and things
only postponed. he dramatlzed his grief
trllc. thrust his hands savagely into
his pockets and scowled down the
street. Sidney smiled up ut him.
Good night, joe"
"Good night. I say. Sidney. It's
more than half an engagement Won't
you kiss me good.nIghtf"
She hcsltated. flushed and palpltnt-
Ing. Perhaps, after all, her first kiss
would have gone without her heart
gone out Of sheer pity. But tall fig-
urc doomed out Of the shadows and
approached with quick strides.
1.-THE roomcrl" cried Sidney, and
backed away.
oh the roomcrl"
The ruomcr advanced steadily.
, When he reached the doorstep Sidney
was demurcly seated and quite alone,
The roomcr iooNrJ vet! wnrni. ne
carried suitcase, which was MS IL
should be-, The men Of the Street nj.
ways carried their own luggage, except
the younger Wilson across the way.
Ills tastes were known to be luxurious.
"llot isn't ~" sidney inquired,
after formal greeting. She indicated
the place on the step just vacated b.
Joe. "Youd better cool OF out here
The house Is like an oven. think
should have warned you Of that befors
you took the room. These little houses
with low roofs are fcarfully hot"
The new roomcr hcsitatcd. lie did
not care TO establish any relations with
the people In the house. Long eve
nlngs In which 20 read. quiet nights In
which to sleep aud forgct-thcsc wer,
the things he had come for.
But sidney had moved over and wa,
smiling up Mt him. lie folded up avk
wardly on the low step. lie seemed
much too big for the house. Sidney
had n pauiCky thought Of the It'll,
room upstairs.
Il don't mind heat. III suppose
don't think about II" said the roomcr
rather surprised Mt himself.
sim afraid you'll be sorry you tool
the ruom."
The roomcr smiled In the shadow.
SIN beginning to think that you ar,
sorry"
His quick mind grasped the fact tina
Il was the girls bedroom he hri taken