Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1917-03-15
BY ROSCOE GILMORE STOTT.

GAYLORD Watts came up ~ the entrance
of the quaint Castareda Hotel. ~ the -tlll
q%uainter New MeNrcln city of Las Vegas.
lie looked more ~ less apprehensively
round the broad verandas and IN a mo
ment carefully produced an a%ntiquated
purse and drew from it his card.
A hundred others who had been fellow
the dining room for u hurried Harvey
House luncheon. and he stood and watch
eel them Tor a moment. The he made hlS
way a hit uncertainty into the lobby and
glanced about.
a woman who had been eying the
crowd intently recognized him Al once.
and walked u him quickly.
Gale, Why. loss your heart! You
did get that half -n' elligent telegram, at
ter all. | was halt fearful that You might
not"
Yes. | came was the brief response.
He did not mean "a be rude. II was
lust like the old Gale, with his odd streaks
of Embarrassment The woman by his
side understood; indeed. she quite SYM
pathized.
go now. like \ good boy, and register.
Then you must come to my parlor. lou
don't know how sweet and dainty Il D.,
Gale. And almost IN the heart OF New
Mexico. at that
lie did not wait 10 hear her merry, lit
tle laugh. With \ touch 81 the stole. he
attended to hi- accommodations and re-
turned.
Nov. you win come with me. won't
you! We have lots to talk about, haven't
VET"
As she poke, -he TED the way up the
stairway. and N another minute ~ two
they were comfortably seated. Ills
friend began the conversation. That
helped to make il seem natural again.
'Now, what do YOU think % me. Mr..
Watts, Little Kate Roland with "a suite
garage outside. and her maid laying out
her afternoon frock III another room. and
her secretary planning
Enough without the secretary. kath-
ryn,' he interrupted a hit dryly.
perhaps. But YOU mustn't interrupt
me. please. a real. live secretary. plan
ming concert tours for two seasons ahead.
and enough newspaper notices ~ turn
a less sensible wumun'- head. Oh. and
two pieces Of property IN one Of the hest
residential districts Of New York, and
let me see"
above al things. 20 On. You nave not
half shown real prosperity. Haven't You
something else Z"
a ~hy smile had crepi over hi~ lip~.
Ye~. II Was her Old Gale. tie was weak
enIng percepubly.
"Ye~. one more thing: but de- not boast
81 it-a broken heart. Are You glad |
added that. Galc!"
III um nnt. Aud You have AZ reason.
~ my knowledge. for such an ugly pos
session tie mu~cd 4 moment. but
we're ever fond of testing. Tell me. how
did you find ont my address? Your mes
sage quite took me hack
She looked him %-quarrly III the face.
hut her ewes twinklcd.
I'VE cannot hide. my dear friend. We
absolutely anne one day read book
of verse. 1t was YOU all through. and the
screened authorship did not mislead me-.
wont-nr. rather. wrote-to the pub
Usher. and maybe my own name helped.
for ~ told me the poets name and nd
dress
Then he did what he j. under strict
order, not to do. He understands how
feel and ann most unfavorably di-ap-
pointed
She drew her chair up closer N him
and proppcd her head up ~ her pretty
arms.
Vow. look At me. Mr.. Watts. You
quite mean thati You are sorry he gave
me your name and address,"
Another p%crccptiblc weakening.
"Oh. not because vi Won. Won du un-
dcr-tand, Kathryn. lin quite sure you
do. make only \ small living ont W
my writing, and II i- enough for my mode
of life; hut the old friends would not
understand. The old order T. ever chang
ing. have new hope-. new tasks. You
understand"
perhaps nv, Gulc. You mean you are
tired Nj ~ your uld life. That YOU are
Getting beyond YOUR oId friend a4 yur
make massive leaps INTO the eager, throh-
bing heart 81 Nature. Your little volume
was full Of ID. Truly. ! didn't find one
love onp'
They both laughed a- thr half child.
haltwoman. opposite had intended. That
first small black volume ~ five year hc-
fore had contained nothing else.
"Bul we are forgetting luncheon. And