The Kenna record. (Kenna, Roosevelt County, N.M.) 190?-1924, 1916-11-10
TWO CONFESSIONS
BY EARL sILvERs.


lays, and during that time he had
NON the worshlplng admiration of
Mildred Graydon. He was to &C home
IN the morrow In spite of the fact
hat the board wns only FIVE dollars
Week and the majority OF the CHESTS
we're shop girls, he had had delight
.ul time But that had been because
If Mildred. She seemed different from
The other girls; her voice was softer,
her clothes simpler, her English bet
.er. She didn't say "Ain't that won
ierful."
They had both arrived on the same
day and had met at supper. After
that they had been together contlnu.
ally, until Henry admitted to himself
that he was almost in love. But 90
The evening before he was to return
to the daily grind of business he stood
on the veranda Of the low, rambling
farmhouse and looked dejectedly at
two chickens peclSlng almlessly on the
front lawn. He was about to make a
confession, and he didn't know how
Mildred would take It.
Henry looked up and smiled as
dark-haired, blue-eyed girl trlpped
lightly down the steps and accosted
him.
"Are we going out on the lakeH" she
asked
"'If you want to-"
They made their way together to
The small lake, unclaimed rather
dilapidated looking boat and EN-
banked. For a time both were silent
Then the girl spoke.
Il wonder" she let her eyes rest
on his for Il n1Oment-'T wonder if we
will ever sec each other again.
He looked startled
"Why, of course, won't we?"
81 don't know; I've read lot about
these summer affairs, and have seen
movies, too. They never seem to last
very long"
"NIaybe it won't be so with us" he
said finally.
"why maybe9' She looked at him
questioningly.
1--WE got a confession to make" he
announced hesitatingly. "But l don't
know whether ! ought to make it or
hot -
"What kind of confesslon?"
"Ahout myself. I've come up here
with all these shop girls ana clerks
and made believe that am one of
them!' A slight tlnge of red crept
over his forehead. "But I'm not. My
father is r, T., Riker, the big manu-
facturer, and we've loads and loads Of
money"
"And you came up here?" She
seemed lncredulous.
eyes. / came for the fun of the
thing-just to see what It would be
like"
"Ohw He didn't look up; he was
afraid to meet her eyes.
'And now" he concluded, you'll
probably think have been playing
with you. But l haven't; I'm really
crazy about YOU"
He made bold this time to glance at
her, but instead of the hurt look he
expected he surprised a smile on her
face.
Don't you care?" he asked.
"Why, not She continued TO smile
Mt him. II knew you weren't one of
those people as soon as l saw you.
That's why l let you go with me so
much. My father is Arthur Graydon,
the big New York doctor"
"What - His jaw dropped from
sheer amazement.
Yes. am Doctor Graydon's
daughter Tn glad to know that you
are what yor are, because now You
can come to see me in New York"
YES" he answered, 'that will be
fine"
But somehow, his words failed to
carry conviction. He took up the
oars and rowed slowly toward the
shack which was called boathOuse.
The girl, too, seemed rather thought-
fully silent, and he ventured TO glance
at her. He WIS struck with the sud
den desire to reach over and touch
her hand; but he did not Neither
said n word until the boat struck the
bank with duh thud Then the man
spoke
rive got another confession to
make" he said, and this time his
voice was steady. ave just been ly-
ing to you. My father Is Tom Riker
and he works in a factory in Hobo
ken I'm a ioOr-wallSer In Traeys.H
"Whatw This time it<was the girl
who registered amazement.
Yes" he continued. I'm four
husher thought at first that this
was only a summer Irritation and that
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