White Pine news weekly mining review. [volume] (East Ely, Nev.) 1910-1920, 1917-09-02

Its my dfeaml'
you would make a glorious ac-
! ~tressl' be said.
AT that her mood changed. She
laughed a laugh like a sweet little
girls laugh mot James, and, setting
her rocking chair in motion. cuddled
the fuzzy white doglet in her arms.
tickle boy Baxter t'yin' fiatterbox US.
tunnin' Flopitl. No'ty, no'ty iatter-
boxr'
mo, nor William insisted. earnestly.
Il mean It. But-but"-
But ~whatcums?"
What do you think about actors and
actresses making love to each other
on the stage? Do you think they have
to really feel r.. or do they just pre-
tendf"
Well" said Miss Pratt weightily.
sometimes one way. sometimes the
other"
Williams gravity became more and
more profound. Yes, but how can
they pretend like that? Don't you
think love is a sacred thing. Cousin
Polar"
Fictitious sisterships, brotherships
and cousinships are devices to push
things along we'll known to seventeen
and eve more advanced ages. On the
wonderful evening of their first meet
Ing William and Miss Pratt had cozily
arranged to be called respectively
"Ickle boy Baxter" and Cousin Lola"
Thus they had broken down the tedi-
GUS forma.ities of their first twenty
minutes together.
Don't you think love is sacred p he
repeated In hrs deepest tone.
"Ess." sad Miss Pratt.
II dor William was emphatic. 81
think love Is the most sacred thing
there Is. | 1on't mean some kinds of
love. | mean real love. You take
some people, | don't believe they eve
know what real love means. They
talk about II, maybe. but they don't
understand 1t. Love Is something no
body can understand unless they feel
i, midland If they don't understand II
they don't feel 1t. Don't you think SOP
"Ess."
Love" William continued, bis voice
lifting and thrilling TO the great theme
love IS something nobody can ever
have but one time I'm their lives, aud
If they don't have il then, why, prob'1y
they never VIII. Now. il a man really
loves a girl. why. he'd do anything in
the world she wanted him 10. Don't
you think sof'
"Ess. 'deedumsF' said the sllyery
voice.
"But If he didn't, then he wouldn't"
said william venemently. "Rut when
a man really loves a girl he will. Now,
you take a man like that aud be can
generally do just about anything the
girl lie loves wants him TO. Say, fr
instance. she wants him to love her
even more than he does already. or al
NEST anything like that. and supposin'
she asks him to. Well. he would 80
ahead and do 1t. IF they really loved
each other he wouldl'
lie paused a moment, then in n low
cred tone he said, Il think real love Is
sacred. don't your
"Ess."
Don't you think love Is the most
sacred thing there is-that is. II It's
real lover
"Ess."
II do" said William warmly. Il
I'm glad you feel like that, because l
think real love Is the kind nobody
could have but just once In their lives,
but II 1t isn't real love. why-why,
most people never have ii at all. be-
cause lie paused. seeming to seek
for the exact phrase which would ex-
press his meaning. Because b real
love a man feels for a girl and n girl
for a man. II they really love each 9TH
Grand, you look ut a case like that,
of course they would both love each
other or II wouldn't be real love-well.
what ! say is. IL It's real love-well, it's
Its sacred. because | think that kind
OF love IL always sacred. Don't you
think love Ii sacred IL it's the real
thingf'
"Ess.' said Miss Pratt. do Flopit
again. BE Flopit."
"Berp-werp! werp"
And within the library an agonized
man writhed and muttered:
"Wordl World W0RD"-
This hoarse repetition had become
almost continuous. But out on the
porch, that little jasmine scented bow
er In Already where youth cried to
youth and golden heads were haloed
In the ~moonshine. there fell a silence,
not utter silence, for out there an ethe-
real music sounded constantly, un-
heard and forgotten by older ears.
Ii was William who spoke again.
How he began, and his voice trem-
bled n little-"how-how do ~you-how
do you think of me when I'm not with
youY"
think nice-cums," Miss Pratt re-
sponded. "Flopit an me think nice