Lincoln County times. (Jerome, Idaho) 1911-1919, 1918-01-24
HER KIND
BY AGNES q. sRooAN.
iCOpyrlsht. 1917. we.tern Nsr.paper Union.

the call would come to him to 20 back,
but he would now linger longer in the
perfect freedom this unfrequented |
Lakeshore resort afforded.
Most Of the regular cottagers had |
returned to their homes, the distant |
boarding place he had chosen was |
free from interruption; 1t was unlikely |
that the distinguished features of the
miniature artist would here be recog-
nized. Fishing, at first entered into
with zest, now lost its charm, Morey
took to long walks upon the beach.
1t was during one Of these strolls that
he came upon girls camp, with the
name of a well-khown city factory
above Its door. The fair workers out
for their vacation were evidently thor
oughly enjoying the change. Much
like the favored girls whose society
the artist had always known, were
these bright-faced creatures taking
their morning dip In the lake, or cook
ing things over a beach camp fire. One
face especially attracted his attention,
several times he had met the girl upon
u return trip from the village. In her
short skirt and MILDLY blouse she was
childishly attractive.
Each time he saw the girl he became
more eagerly DESTROYS of knowing her.
After all-ln this place so free from
Internationally not pass the time
with diverting filtration? The wom-
en- at home had become of tiresome
sameness, here one might find interest
ing variety. So Morey approached one
day a jolly favorite dubbed by her
companions, Myrtle" and besought
Myrtle" for an introduction to her
reserved friend.
"You want to meet Jane Gray?" the
girl responded sure, I'll introduce
you" and she did.
Jane Gray, swinging along down a
path, smiled when she was accosted.
I'm pleased to meet you, Mr..
Morey." she said simply.
If the artist had found the women
Of his acquaintance of "tiresome same
ness" the feeling had not been recipro-
Gated. Even In his Indifference he had
possessed for them fascination, so
now where Lawrence Morey was for
once In his life eagerly DESTROYS Of
pleasing 1t was not strange that he
should succeed. Jane Gray at first
apparently diffident, yielded to his &C
knowledged charm and few hours of
the day found the two apart. There
were so many beautiful walks to be
taken, rides through the early autumn
in the artists car-enchanted moonlit
evenings the two seated in silent COM
partnership, just beyond the laughing
nj, -<,la ha fro
Morey did not talk to the other girls
this one little dark-eyed. soft-voiced
creature claimed his every thought
Alone with his pipe. he fretted uncom
fortably, that where he had intended
this to be but a pleasant Irritation, this
girl out of his world. had so complete
ly enthralled him. When the acquaint
ance would be ended as abruptly as II
began, would he still know this con
slant yearning for her presence? Ii
his apprehension came joyous real
. ization Of love returned. Could 1t b'
love at last-upon his part? This hi
must know though he cast 1t from
him.
The opportunity came upon the nigh
I before his secretly planned departure
she was irresistibly appealing, as the,
stood alone at dusk, her appraised eye
showing in the moonlight with a sor
of radiance. Lawrence Morey kissed
her-klssed her, and then he knew
For one glorious moment her arm
chung to him.
81 love you" he whispered tensely
The girl sighed
at seems too good-to be true" sh
. said-"you and l meeting here ant
through this chance-a future life o
happiness. l will confess now, tina
l knew all along who you were
else l should not have been so friend
d ly. Though wealth and fame could no
influence my love, that-Just had t
come"
Then, feeling the while like brute
Morey told her. ut was all a mistake
He must 20 back. Loving her, still h
might not make her his wife. Their
was his aristocratic family to thin
of, his career. One might pirate Q
marriage for love, alone, but after a
there could be but one satisfactor
union for him-marriage with one {
his kind"
Pale, wide-eyed little Jane Gray lis
ened, then dumbly silent moved ava!
II During the business hours at tn
studio, he could not Danish her frol
his thoughts. "Girls like that some
times made way with themselves" an
~ he wondered.
Bursting In on his troubled refie'
lions, one wintry afternoon, came HI
" sister. "Such luck, Lawrence" 81
began, I'm bringing up millionaire
ess to see you. She's going to be a
the rage here this winter and II yo
o can get her portrait, you'll be the rae
too. Daughter Of the Gray Manufa
turing Plants"-man, you know, an
VI she's doing great work among ia
tory girls. has vacation camps for the
and even chaperones them sometime
herself Wait till you see her"
When Morey did see her. he stoo
II. In