The Tomahawk. [volume] (White Earth, Becker County, Minn.) 1903-192?, 1917-11-08

they all gong! Fancy every one OI
them having home, every one of
them struggling in some form or an
other toward happiness!
do you know" she pronounced Sc
vere1y, "for a young man of your age
you are much too serious? am quite
sure you could be nice If you wanted
to- she continued. "How much are
you In love with Louise?'
GLOW much am what?
I'm love with Loufse?" she repeated.
sAll the men are. It is perfect cult
with them. And here am I, her humble
companion and friend, absolutely neg
lected -
II don't believe you are neglected at
ALL" he replied. "You are much too"
He turned his head to look at her.
She was so close to him that their hats
collided. He was profuse in his apollo
gies.
''Too what?" she whispered.
'Too attractive" he ventured.
"It's nice to hear you say So" she
sighed.
She was unlike any girl John had
ever known. Her hair was almost
golden, her eyes distinct blue, yet
some trick Of the mouth saved her face
from any suggestion Of insipidity. She
was looking straight into his eyes, and
her lips were curled most invitingly.
II wish 1 knew more about certain
things" he said.
"Oh, why didn't you come beforer'
| ,H,o rs,
telling me about you. hope you'll ask
me to lunch some time"
I'LL have a luncheon party tomor-
row, If yo1 hke-that is, If Louise will
come" @. ~,
She looked up at him quickly. =
isn't Louise going to Paris?" she
asked.
"Paris? I didn't hear her say any
thing about it."
Sophy went on hastily. II only fancied
that heard her say So"
There was q moments silence. John
had opened his lips to ask question,
but quickly closed them again. It was
a question, he suddenly decided, which
he had better ask of Louise herself.
IF Louise goes to Paris" Sophy
whispered disconsolately, II suppose
there will be no luncheon-party?"
For a single moment he hesitated.
She was very alluring, and the chal-
lenge in her eyes was unmistakable.
II Think" he said quietly, that If
Miss Maurel goes to Paris, shall re-
turn to Cumberland tomorrow"
For a time there was significant
silence. Then Sophy raised her veil
once more. and looked toward John.
~'Mr. Strangewey," she began, "you
won't mind if I give you just little
word of advice? You are such a big,
fstrong person, but you are rather a
child, you know, in some things"
''This place does make me feel igno-
rant" he admitted.
| "Don't idealize anyone here" she
begged. "Don't concentrate all your
hopes upon one object Love is Won
derful and life is wonderful, but there
is only one life, and there are many
loves before one reaches the end. Peo-
pie do such silly things sometimes"
she wound up, "just because Of little
disappointment. There are many dis
appointments to be met with here"
He took her hand in his.
"Little GIRL" he said, 'you are very
good to me, and I think you under
stand. Are you going to let me feel
that have found friend on my first
evening in London?"
IF you want me-" she answered SIM
ply. 81 like you, and want you to be
happy here; and because I want you
to be happy, want you to come down
from the clouds and remember that
you have left your hills behind and
that we walk on the pavements here"
'Thank you," he whispered, "and
thank you for what you have not said.
If am to find sorrow here instead of
JOY" he added, a little grimly, ut Is
better for me to stumble into the
knowledge of it by myself"
| "Your hills have taught you just that
much OF life, then7' sophy murrured'
The prince of Seyre handed his hat
and stick to the parlor maid and seated
himself upon the divan.
II should be very sorry" he said po-
Iitely, as the maid left the room, IF
my coming has fastened the departure
Of your visitors"
\ "Not In the least" Louise assured
him. 'They were leaving when you
were announced. Sophy and I are tax
ing Mr.. Strangewey to a Bohemian res
taurant and q music hall afterward-"
fortunate Mr.. Strangewey" the
tp,ines sighed. But forgive me- whS