The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1916-05-23

you see. Dick. he's very old, and
mother let him to me when she died.
Always think first of your father,
she said. and so, Dick dear, you had
better go away somewhere, for / can
possibly marry you. Go away some
where and forget
He had gone away, to the ends OF
the earth. it had seemed. AT hrst, ne
had received unselfish little letters
from his far-away sweetheart, but
| soon these were entirely dropped, and |
| lis only news OF her was CLEANED from
| the month-old newspapers from home.
But. in spite of seeming indifference
on her part, and persistent endeaVor
on his, he had in no way followed out
the Injunction of the piteous, pleading
girl: Dick, please. Dick. forget.
Not even, after a long period OF
neglect on the part of the social sec
ton. when he had perceived this glar-
ing headline, final and complete.
Brokers Daughter Betrothed-Miss
Vernon to Wed Son of British Peer,
had he denounced the loved one.
, Natalie. Natalie. Without, the
wind whispered tender things to the
towering pines, and the stars still
b shone, unheeding and unmindful OF
his hurt Only the guitar, sounding
i mellow and deep toned, seemed in
d sympathy with the throbbing tyrant'
8 bound fast within his breast. MY
= heart, my soul, love you
For long time he sat there, his
u ewes closed, oblivious TO his surround
> ings. SO completely had he beer
n swept onward by the ever-increasint
q current of his deep imaginings, tina
~ when he opened his eyes again,
70 seemed that strangely familiar fig
IN ure stood framed within the doorway
90 The rising moon from without Ell
r. haloed her soft brown hair, heav
-, cloak embodied her; her hands reache
! outward, and even in the shadows h
On saw the questioning wonder of he
To- eyes.
en She stepped forward, trembling an
gu half afraid. Dick you haven't TO
ne gotten? came with Ellen Du Va
ne Lewis Pemberton's tiancee. Lew
llh knew from the beginning. He to
~; me to find you here"
III The boys chair legs were still Il
ms ed carelessly against the wall. D
. mud-caked boots twisted rakish
about them, his hands thrust deep In
.. his pockets Though he had be-
II lounging thus for the last hour
~ meditative abandon of despair, he d
n not feel the cramped unnaturalness
his position. nor the growing &C
across the muscles of his back, so Il
r. getful had he been of his physical
n in the pain of dependency.
MI Even now, confronted by the
~ trancing little figure, he did not me
X n muscle. so assured was he that
< was but the embodiment of his drea
u before him Surely, If he quivere6
~ fraction of an inch. the silvery sh
. mering of the moon-crowned m
ASi would vanish utterly into the fath'
less nowhere whence II had so $
II denlv arisen. Dreams are good.
would go on dreaming.
"Dlck, you don't understand
see father father The voice
Il tered, then continued broke
Father died and there Is no one
care now. ! thought that you III
- still want me, Dick, and so | came
He managed to stammer, as
,nJ addressing a pleasantly shimme
but utterly impractical delusion
Englishman!"
She laughed, Dick, foolish DC
- was only a rumor! Surely you
believed"
,u,- He stood then. his arms STREET
outward in great longing for
trees, session, and she found her wa
eo' them.
Lewis witbut voice was raised, sN
eer toned, melodious.
,erton NV souI nv life, | love you"