The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-01-03
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tsThere wont be any smooth out this
time the clerk smiled knowingly.
s.Howard's had enough on all sides.
Hi1lhouse won't give him any show
here In town, and his father won't out
home. He's going west to grow up
with the country. He's got his eye on
some new. booming town in Texas. He
Is rising newspaper man; best judges
say so. You are going to take dinner
with us, amt you9'
Abner wrote A4s name on the regis
Later Howard Tinsley arrived ana
told Of his resolve to leave town.
That evening at dusk as Howard
was passing the big parlor of the hotel
on his way to his room to dress for the
dance the young people had arranged
An his and Miss Cora Langham's honor
he met that young lady stroHing to-
ward the long verandA which over
looked the main street.
ssIt is very kind OF the boys to do
this, isn't it?'' she said in her soft, mel
low voice "Qh, they are SO nice! 1
love them all My society friends Ia
Atlanta wonder how can have such
d good time here in the summer You
mea, they want to go to New York or
Atlantic City They would die OF be
<1iegraced in, their own estimation If
they didn't get to those places once
year, but as for newell, when the
summer rolls around I am simply fam
ishea for old Darley@ Miss Langham
was visiting friends.
II think / understand, no smiled.
ssYou think you do2'' She raised her
long 1ashes and gaZed at him with a
painad expression You are going to
say something mean again, and right
now when you are going away too
he laughed you have had the adj
nirat1on OF men all your lifeA You
have fed upon 1t as regular diet till
1T has become almost the chief part of
your existence Down in Atlanta, how
ever, your field is not quite 50 novel;
'sAdy feld?'' she shifted 81 don't like
that word
ssIt is all right he laughed teasing
4 ~ down there the young men are
buster, as a class, and there are other
girls In your set, I am sure, who like
admiration, and they keep playing the
game. But here there is only one OF
your particular kind You have charm
ed this whole rural bunch, old and
young, married and unmarried, and
you enjoy It, that all You would not
be true totsyour type If you did not en-
JOY IT,
sHoward she put her hand on his
arm Howard, do you know you are
the only man who ever dared to speak
to me Ike this wish I could get an
cry With you. but 7 can't ..
= That's because am sincere L
mean what I say, and you know 1t. I
heard you say once quite frankly that
fully thirty different men had proposed
Il. - L.
fifty have been IN love with you I feel
me on my feet at timss, and have TO
clutch at something There is only
one straw, and grab II. =
A fash Of delight sudused her face.
she was fairly OF her guard What is
that straw, pray 7s' she asked.
AWhy, the fact that my best judg-
nent tells me you are not for ms I
simply refuse TO fan into the masculine
scrap heap your dainty feet have kick
ed aside. You are the most delicious
creature egers met There are mo-
uaen&s in which I let my imagination
faaEay sweep me away with the fancy
tl1ae we love each other, but I hold my
asaG n CHECK"
Hae naee hardensd little under
shea perp1exity. Yen VIII write to
ma when you est located in tho west,
Wnms& your
As an cid fric.a1. perhaps, yes,r he
answered firmly, +sbut not as one of
Eh0 scrap heap. Our ways really are
wide apart am going to try to make
d living. You VIII continue, supported
M your fathers money, to break hearts
10 the end"
Sae put her hand /on his arm, and
they walked througa the as yet IN
lighted corridor toward the veranda
en- the opposite side of the building.
Howard, you have no idea how much
\ l1a1e you. think like you more
than enyi enc ever met. am not
enga. but I; think So