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breath.
"TIl answer it now" she replied. ~
can't come"
won't you be sensible, MadellneT
he pleaded. "You know / want you
to come, don't youT
Eyes / think you do-now."
"Then why won't you?"
Because / think that two weeks
from now you'll be sorry you asked
me-"
THAT'S nonsense. You know It is. "
Madeline Gilman shook her head.
ut isn't nonsense. Let's look at this
thing fairly, Hal. A month ago you
came up here in the mountains to rest
from too many dances. You didn't ex-
pect to find anybody but a lot of farm
ers, and when you discovered me here,
the simple fact that I'm not altogether
a farmer was such n surprise that you
haven't quite gotten over it. Com
pared to the ordinary run of farm
girls perhaps, am something of re-
lief, but as soon as you get back home
and see the girls you're accustomed to
you'll forget all about me-"
"Then you won't comep
81 guess not, Hal I'm all right up
here, where an assembly ball is a
thing unknown but down in Ridge
field, with its country club and after
noon teas, I'd be out of place. You'l
like me better If l don't 60 to the
assembly"
For a moment, Hal Shepard was 81
lent. It occurred to him that posi-
bly, the girl beside him was right, Com
ing to the little mountain village n
month ago, ne had been pleasantly
surprised to find her They had been
| together almost continually and the
freshness of her viewpoint, her lack
of affection, had appealed to him no
| less than the blue of her eyes and the
rose tint of her cheeks. The Gilmans
had lived in Mountville for three gem
erations; comfortably fixed, they had
reaped the harvest season after sea-
son, and had pursued the even tenor
of their ways,
"Tm sorry you won't come" he
said. 81 was hoping that you'd change
your mind the last minute
"No," she answered. "Pve thought
It all out"
"Do you mind singing just once be-
fore I leave for homer
"Of course not"
They made their way together to
the coy house on the top of the hill.
After she had seated herself at the
piano Madeline looked up inquringly.
"What shall l sing?" she asked.
'Forgotten."
Hal thrilled just a bit as the words
of what they had designated their
song broke softly from the girls lips.
"If counting each moment of longing
Till the time when I see you again,
If this be forgetting, you're right,
dear,
And I have forgotten you then"
When the last notes died away, Hal
looked directly at the girl beside him.
9TH never forget YOU" he said rath-
er huskily.
For the next two weeks 1t seemed
as if he couldn't forget her for single
minute. The Friday night dances at
the Country club were soulless af-
fairs. Even the presence of coun-
try-famed orchestra failed to arouse
his enthusiasm. The girls whom he
had once considered good sports"
failed to amuse him.
The night before the assembly he
took supper with his sister, who
preached the subject of the dance.
ADO you know that Cynthia Thomp.
son hasn't been invlted?" she asked.
Glow is that?"
81 couldn't say; it just happened
that way. Maybe she'd so with you If
you should ask her"
Maybe she would" Hal manifest
ed but little enthusiasm, but his sis
ter. anxious to do Il good turn to Gym
thia vcutured n suggestion.
"Why don't you call her up?" she
asked.
For moment Hal hesltated. "May-
be I will" he said. Hal turned to the
phone. But the number he called was
"Mountville 42OR" When Madeline,
who had answered the call, recovered
from her surprise, he Informed her
gently but firmly that he had decided
that he didn't want to go TO the as
sembly bah without her, and so he
wasn't going at all.
I'm coming up to Mountyille in
| stead" he continued. 81 can get the
three O'Clock train Friday and reach
there at elght-thirty. And then ]
want to ask you a question"
But he didn't tell her what the cues
ton was until he had climbed down
from the rlckety stage and had seen
the light of welcome in her eyes.
And then, after she had answered
In the affirmative he made his way
hcsltntingly into the dining room and
stated his case before her father. And
Mr.. Gilman, honest farmer that he
was, looked fairly into Halls eyes, and
was satisfied
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per Syndicate)
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Red Letter Day.
Good heavens Jobbes IL behaving
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