The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1918-08-23
THE LITTLE. HOUSE
BY GERALDINE MACK.
Copyright, 1915, by the Mcclure NeNspa-
per eyiidicate)

ment in the Yokum Daily. thread thus:
"For sale, Little House in the Wood
MI modern convenlences, will sell at
sacrifice. Inquire Miss Eunlcc Love
less. Tel. 80 Main"
Little House IN the Wood, Eunice
Loveless AS repeated the words over
to myself / found them to my liking.
Surely the owner of such name must
be enchanting Why shouldn't | in
1ure about the Little House In the
Wood? l would, and ] did.
Making my way TO the telephone, |
gave the number to the operator. After
long and patient wait a ripping
Hello" came over the wire. Where
had | heard that voice before? All! |
remembered. It was the voice OF the
rlrl TO whom had sought an introduc-
ton all season
"Hello, IS this Miss Eunice Love-
Iess?" at is" Again that ripping
voice which sent my heart into my
mouth.
"This is Mr.. Edwin Withnm speak
Ing I have read your advertisement
HHu AIN lHlPItSieu III tllc iiLliC iA'u'S
In the Wood"
81 would be very glad to show you
the place at your convenience, Mr..
Witham."
At my convenience! My convenience
would be any time.
"rll be ont on the next train, Miss
Loyeless."
every well. Goodbye"
"Good-bye."
Looking at my watch, found 1t to
be / Is. had just enough time to
catch the I :25 out
AS stepped off the train mt Yokum
/ looked around. There at the end of
the platform was Miss Funice Love-
less She was dressed in blue and
looked very young and gay. AS adj
vanced toward her, she smiled and
said "Mr. Edwin Witham, believer"
eyes, and this is Miss Eunice Love
less" said T. admring her dimples, her
gray eyes and the black hair SO becom-
ing beneath the trim blue hat.
"You know, Miss LoveIess. I saw
you at the club dance last month and,
because was obliged to leave sudden
ly. I never knew your name"
thought it best not to add that I had
done my best to find out. though
She laughed and jumped into the lit
tie racer. and we started off. The ride
to the little house in the wood was
very beautiful. Tie river, along which
the road ran, extended as clear and as
still as glass The air was soft and
the pine-wooded shores very silent
The house was but 10 minutes dis
tance from the station, and as we
neared it the girl at the wheel cried:
"Beholdl Little House in the Wood"
The house stood on a knoll sur
rounded by pine trees. overlooking the
river. There were rows of lockwood
bordering the driveway from the low,
spacious veranda to the river road.
The house was for the greater part
covered with ivy.
"TIow's the first impression" asked
Miss Loveless. The trim little hat on
one ear, the dimples coming and go
ing. and the gray eyes sparkling.
tT'lne," said 7.
"You must come around TO see the
swimming tank" said she leading the
way to the back lawn.
"That settles it. I'll take IT because
of the swimming pool" said l.
The dimples came and went. "I sup
pose you will think it funny Of me to
want to sell this place, when my father
gave it to me this season. I'll tell
you the deep. dark truth, If you'll
promise not to tell"
promised.
swell it's this way. I entered my
horse Jose San in the Yokum races.
was sure of his winning, so 7 bet
on him. Jose SAN finished about half
n neck behind 'Junior' the winner"
Here she looked at me, the gray eyes
wide and the red lips pouting.
Who could stand such pout? Who
could scold such charming child rs
she? Not 7, so T only grlnned and told
her that I would be ont that night with
the money to close the deal. I felt
rather guilty when I said that. for the
deal could have been closed then and
there.
That night as I drew up to the ve-
randa, she stood in the doorway. The
light from the hall fell on her hair,
and outlined her dainty, attractive,
girlish figure.
AS she greeted me her eyes looked (
very gray, and her hair very black. |
The dfmpleS came and went, and she !
led me into the library, she looked 1
very small and lovely and helpless.
AS I handed her the money she sud- I
denly began TO sob. "Oh. Mr.. Witham.
I don't want it to go. But need the 4
so I suppose it must. II only /
had courage to tell Dad about the :
race" The light had gone from her
eyes. the dimples from the soft checks,
md the small mouth quivered.
Without thinking, I rushed to her I
took her in my arms. crushed her to /
ME, and said over and over, "Ednicc +
dcarie, it doesn't have to go. It will /
he yours and mine. The Little House
In the Woods Look at me. darling, i
and LET me find my answer in your
sweet eyes"
As she lifted her eyes to mine, saw
that the light had come back 70 them.
Bat it was different light. brighter
snd warmer and I knew that light