The Pickens sentinel. (Pickens, S.C.) 1911-2016, 1917-01-04
"It's the truth" doggcdIy.

two!
"Whcn are you going to the hospi-
: tul?"
Tomorrow"
: as that Wilson's hospital?"
"YeS"
; Alas for his resolve! The red haze
of Jealousy came again. you'll be see
ing him every day, | suppose"
II dare say. 1 shall also be seeing
twenty or thirty other doctors, and Il
hundred or so men patients, not to
mention visitors. Joe. you're not RI
iunal."
NO. he said heavily, "I'm not. If
it's got to be someone, Sidney, I'd
: rather have 1t the roomcr upstairs
; than Wilson. There's lot of talk
about Wilson"
"lt isn't necessary to malign my
friends"
lie rose
Wilson had better look out. III be
watching. If | see him playing any
of his tricks around you--wcl, he'd
better look out !"
That. rs II turned out, was .Toe's
farewell He had reached the break
Ing-polnt. lic gave her Il long look.
hlinkcd, and walked rapidly out to the
street Some of the dignity of his
retreat was lost by the fact that the
car followed him. close ut his heels.
Sidney was hurt, greatly troubled.
She even shed II tear or two, very
Surreptitiously and then, being human
and much upset, and the cut startling
her BY It's sudden return, she shooed
1t of the vcrundD and set an imaginary
dog after 1t. Whcreupon. feeling some.
4, what be.ier, she went In and locked
the balcony window and proceeded up
:, stairs.
i, lie Moync's light was still going Th,
- rest Of the household slept. She
- paused outside the door.
- "Arc YOU sleepy every softly.
/, There was mOvcfn>Ht inside, tn
;, sound of book put down. Then "No
!. indeed"
I. Il may not SEQ you in the morning
leave tomorrow"
=. "JuSt a minute"
From the sounds, she Judged thu
, he was putting on his shabby grn,
coat. The next moment he had opened
the door and stepped out into the cor
ridor.
81 believe YOU had forgotten!
81! Certainly not. l started down
! stairs Il while ago, but YOU had Il vis
/ tor"
"Only Joe Drummond."
4 He guZcd down nj her quiZzically.
"And-is Joe more rcnsonablc?"
la, 1ND
that | shall not marry him."
Poor chap He'll buck up, OF
course. But It's little hard just now
When do YOU lcnvc"
"Just after breakfast"
81 am going very early. Perhaps
He hcsitatcd. Then, hurricdly:
| "I got little present for you--noth
i ing much, but your mother WAS quit,
i willing. In fact, we bought it to
i gcthcr."
He went back into his room, and re-
turned with small box. She opened
i it with excited fingers. Ticking ava,
4 on its satin bed was Il small gol,
\ watch.
"Youll need it, you Sec" he ex
planned ncrvously.
! "A watch" said Sidney, eyes Oh it
| ~ dear little vntch, to pin on an,
| not put in pocket. Why. you're, tn,
| best person!"
II was afraid YOU might think /
presumptuOuS," he snid. II haven
any right of course. And thcn, YOU
mother snid you wouldn't be offend
cd"
Don't apologize for making ne s,
f9appy!" she cried. cts wonderful
}. really. And The little hand is fo
pulses! How many queer things 70,
D. knoww
|. After that she must pin IT on an,
slip In to stand before his mirror nm,
: inspect the result. 1t gave lie Moyn
a queer thrill to see her there in tn
!. room, among his books aud his pipes
d 1t made him little sick, too. in vic>
q of tomorrow and the thousand.odd &c
q morrows when She would not be there
n "Tve kept you up shamefilly," sh
- said at last, "and you get mp so earl!
>. shall write you n note from the hos
~ pitnl, delivering little lecture on OK
observation-disclosures how can now
with this joy shining on me1 AM
T about how to keep Katie io orde
I about your socks, and oil sorts o
II things. And--snd now. good night"
n She Lad moved to the door, and h
olloweti her, STOPPING n little to pas
70 under the low chandelier.
Good "lght," said Sidney.