Cheyenne record., 1916-04-27
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D. CATHERINE cRAMMER.

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ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
"Larry. have NY horse ready ct fivs
today" Az Harold Brentley spoke hia
attention was attracted By old LaFry'a
unusual lameneas ~ he started on To-
ward the stables. Hold On. Larry
called Harold. what has got into
your legs. Are you doing anything for
that rhsumatism?"
Sure. Mr.. Brentley. can't zee how
medicine swallow 10 going to help my
legs, but old Doe Whitley says to keep
on taking It"
I'm afraid that cooking you do over
there il none too good for you. Larry.
why didn't you marry. and now you'd
have q wife to take care OF your aches
and pains?"
well, Mr.. Brentley." began Larry
slowly and standing with his left hand
on his hip and his right hand holding
his knee, 'it was just because / was
too hard-headed to give in on any
thing, and while was waiting for the
girl to give in on everything she mar
ried fellow that was SO glad to get
her he didn't care who give in nor how
much"
"That is rather a vague explanation
and surprising one to me, Larry. l
never found you hard-headed." Har-
old was curiously interested.
But you never found me till after
I'd learned thing or two" responded
Larry It's long story. but If you
want to hear it all I'll tell you
go ahead. Larry" Harold smiled en-
couragingly.
You see," began Larry, "Mary
Glenn and me was the same as en-
gagged, and l was SO Jealous I didn't
want her to dance with the other fell
lows. She was girl with as many
ways of smiling as a mocking bird has
Of singing, and, of course, the fellows
fiocked around her. One evening l
got mad cause size danced three times
with the sare fellow, and l guess
took nip more than was good for my
temper, and on the way home l laid
Gown the law to Mary. She didn't get
riled, but she said, just as calm as you
please: Whenever you get ready to
quit bullying me and to let drink alone
as much as you want me to let the
other boys alone, then I'll he ready to
give in about anything in reason,
There's got to be giving in on both
sides, or we don't keep company any
more, and that's all I've got to say
1t was all she did say, too, and my
storming around about girl trying to
interfere with mans personal liberty
didn't draw one word from her. When
she reached her fathers gate she
ming and at Christmas the same year
she married another fellow"
"Andj you, Larry-wkat did you do
then?% Harold asked this perfunctor-
lily to bring Larry's mind from the far
away past.
Me? l sailed for America, and I've
been here ever since. So" concluded
Larry, you see, here 1 am, with no
wife to help me carry the load that
comes with the years."
yes, Larry, 1 think do see," said
Harold slowly. Then he got up abrupt.
ly and went into the house. He closed
his study door and went straight to
the telephone. During the brief inter-
val until he received reply no visible
muscle moved, but his face grew very
pale and his heart pounded away like
a stationary engine.
Colonel Hunters residence?" Then.
almost Instantly, May speak to Miss
Eunice?" His attitude remained rigid
as he awaited her voice in the re-
ceiver.
''Eunice, this is Harold. May talk
to you little while?" The hand that
held the receiver was trembling.
There's a lot I'd like to say that
could hardly be said over the tele-
phone, but if l told you that I've be-
gun to see some things differently
explain?" And Harold, whose argu-
ments in court were noted for their
dircctness, found himself floundering
for words in which to present his side
of the case to the calm-voicsd young
woman at the other end of the wire.
well, no; perhaps that is not ex-
actly explicit. The only way l can be
explicit is to say frankly that I'm
ashamed of the attitude l took when
we disagreed over whether l should
dictate to you about your professional
associates any more than you about
mine" Harold almost embraced the
telephone instrument as he added. in
his most persuasive tones: "And,
Eunice, you've made such a success as
social worker among unfortunate
women, won't you undertake to set
right ard make happy one mere man
whose mind is open to conviction and
whose heart is starving for you?"
A very brief pause marked the birth
of a blissful expression on Harold's
face.
You say Central is not deaf? I'm
NOT either Eunice and II makes me