Hopkinsville Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1889-1918, 1917-01-04
REUNITED
By oRAYsoN sroNE.

brother artists had found only little
fault with It. He had money enough |
TO struggle along until success came,
but none to make a show with. Ac-
Quaintances had cautioned him not to
hamper himself. and friends had told !
him outright that II would not be good |
policy to handicap himself with wife. |
Clyde Richards was In love and had |,
been for a year or more, and Marian |
Fletcher knew that he was, but no
word had been spoken. He was a
regular caller at her fathers house
and had reason TO believe that his
calls were rather looked for, but he
did not indulge Ia any hopes. Her
father was a broker and reputed to be
well OF, and she held her heed very
high as daughter Of a rich man.
A girl Of nineteen is romantic, how
ever. and had he spoken his love who
could tell what would have happened2
The case stood thus when word or
two from Miss Marian dashed all of
the young artists hopes. One evening
when he was a caller and they had
talked a little of his art she said In a
laughing way:
Father is so practical. He Yves
talking about you the other day, and
/ told him you were landscape paint
er. He answered from his own view
of things. He asked why you did not
paint houses and barns and thereby
make a good living"
1t was very foolish speech and in
tended more as a joke than to hurt,
and the girl regretted 1t as soon as
the words had left her lips. 1t was
too late, however. The young man
did not show his resentment, but he
felt 1t and 1t brought about restraint
between them. He left the house with
his mind made up not to call again.
Six months later he saw In the pa
ne.s .,:::.. INC BROKER iirad suffered
complete collapse financially, and was
told by friends that he and his daugh-
ter had retired to the country. A rela-
tive had given him little farm, and
all their friends soon forgot them.
1t was two years later that Mr..
Clyde Richards was motoring along q
country road when he came to coun-
try schoolhouse. SCHOOL, was dismissed
for the day. On the steps sat a young
woman who was weeping. and beside
her sat an old man whom anybody
would have called a sklnfilnt after the
first glance. In q dim way the artist
felt that he had seen the young wom-
an before, but he could not fully recall
her. He was driving his machine slow
ly and he heard the old man say:
"That mortgage and interest has
got to be paid within ten days or /
; shall commence proceedings to fore
closet"
'Then we shall have to live in the
@heidsl" sobbed the girl.
The artist stopped his car almost
In front of them, for he saw it was a
case of distress. The old skinflint rose
up and shook his fist at him. and then
said to the girl:
"Now, then, remember what l have
said. If the money is not paid, out
you gol"
For a long minute after he had
walked away. the girl sat blinded by
her tears. Then she wiped them away
and looked up. She gave a sudden
start of surprise. She left the steps
and walked out to the car and, after
taking a careful look at the occupant.
she tried her best to smile as she said !:
"Why, it's Mr.. Richards! Who would
have thought of seeing you here?"
"Yes, it Is Mr.. Richards was the
reply. do you live around here?"
"About a mile and half down the
road. Hadn't you heard that l was
the schoolteacher for this district?'
He extended her his hand to help
her into the auto, and, after mo-
.ment's hesitation. she was beside him.
They had gone half mile before he
said:
"Now, then, tell me all about IT,"
He was almost the last man in the
world she wanted to tell her troubles
to, but he spoke so kindly and seemed
so strong that she began to talk, and,
after time, be knew all. Her father
had almost collapsed mentally and
physically. He was able to do little or
NO work. They were, In fact. pension
ers on the bounty ofarelatives. She
had been a schoolteacher for two or
khree years, but the salary was so low
that 1t did not help much. The old
man with whom she had been talking
was a money-lender and had induced
her father to mortgage little farm
without saying anything to her about
It. She was not complaining nor la
menting. She had done the best she
..sRuld, and she would bear her. troubles
Tie best she could.
He on his part told her of his sue
cess, but not In Boosting way, and
the past between them was not re-
ferred to. When they arrived at the
little farm, he helped her out Of the
car and. instead Of driving on, he
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