Iron County record. [volume] (Cedar City, Utah) 1893-1982, 1916-03-24
WHERE REASON RULES
ny HOPE AlNsLIE.

Theros girl up home, Betty ROB-
erts, and we used to be rather sweet
on each other. We both went TO the
same church and the academy, and l
suppose did write letters to her. and
so on when l was seventeen or
around there. Mother likes her and
she's always said I'd marry Betty.
Last year went after that concession
and met Mrs Leonard. She loaned
her collection of Chinese porcelains
to the exhibit and give you my word.
Uncle Ted, from the instant we looked
at each other l didn't give q rap
whether ever saw Betty or any 9th.
er woman az long as l lived"
Good locker. JackT
She's Just divine" Jack spoke fer
vently, reverently. shes been q Wild.
ow for four yesrs; married at nineteen
to q brute"
IAN good,iooking widows husbands
we're brutes," murmured the major.
go on"
That's all. i told her I loved her
and she was giving me at least
chance until mother came out to Frls-
co and queered the whole thing. She
met Mrs. Leonard at Aunt Annals, And
told her was an impressionable boy,
perfect slave to sympathy and oil
that rot, always used to being pctted,
etc. Finally showed her Betty's pic
ture as the little girl sweetheart back
East waiting for me TO get through
my travels. You know the way she
can put a thing over with that tone
OF her voice and her eyes. We'll.
didn't have a chance after she had
left Dolores left for Santa Barbara
the next day"
"Humph." unused the major. Now
she comes here. Did she know you
were with me at the Springs?"
mo, cir. We haven't written"
well, don't blame you. mind,
Jackie. She's a wonderfully attractive
woman. And you're twenty-six. You
know, old enough to toddle without
the maternal apron strings. ] should
say, Lucia is a fine woman, good sis
ter to me. but still--what's this Betty
like7'
"Oh. she's all right" said Jack
vaguely.
There goes the widow" said the
major, suddenly leaning forward.
Cad. she can ride!"
Jack vaulted the veranda rail and
made for the mounting stone to meet
the chestnut mare as she galloped up
the shore road. His voice was a bit
husky when he spoke to Mrs. Leonard.
slim and erect in her black habit, her
hair wind-blown around her face. her
eyes dark and evasive az he leaned
toward her.
Don't 60 In yet" he begged as the
boy took the bride. II must speak
to you. You've avoided me ever since
you found was here. Dolores"
Hush. Jack. Someone will hear
you, you foolish boy"
Don't call me boy" he swung
back miserably. I'm not. Come
along the pine road just little way
You wouldn't speak to me hardly at
lunch. know you were sorry even
to see me here"
"Oh. no, I was not. II was q pleas.
ant surprise. really It was. Jack"
"A pleasant surprise. Il made me
perfectly mad to see you again"
The train service to Santa Bar
bara is quite regular" she said de-
murely.
you wouldn't have seen me. You
left without word. You believed ey.
cry last thing mother told you about
me and Betty"
Did II"
you cared. didn't your Even though
you went away. Never mind Betty. ]
haven't thought of anyone in the
world but you for the last six months.
Uncle Ted took me under his wing and
brought me South because I wasn't
At for anything else"
She smiled. leaning forward as he
crushed her hands in his, and quoted
softly under her breath
had not dreamt that love would stay.
Yet here he fingers many a day.
Don't go away from me again. Do
loYes. swear I'll follow you this time
to the ends of the world"
She laughed, her eyes brimful OF
tenderness.
oh, Jack, Jack, why didn't you fol-
low me then II you really cared"
The major came leisurely toward
them. the late afternoon mail in his
hands,
by George. Jack boy. here's news.
Good afternoon. Mrs. Leonard. Betty
Roberts eloped with Batcheller Phil.
lips Saturday"
Il know Betty" said Dolores gently,
We are distant cousins, but she
writes to me-"
Yes? Writes to Jack. too, should
say. Here's one with return line on
1t. Mrs. Batcheller Phillips, Wash
ington. d. c., Hotel Grosvenor.' Break
the news to US, Jackie"
Jack opened the letter with frown,
and then smiled. He handed II 10 Do
lores. II was typically Betty.
Dear Jack: ] know what everybody
say, and don't care I've always liked
Batty and I'D like to know why ] can't
marry him II want TO. SO we're clipping
I'm just as sick and tired as you are OF
forever being hurled at your head. I've
written Dolores-shes my cousin. ! wish
you all kinds OF luck. Happily.