Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1918-02-20
HIS BATTLE
BY LILLIAN II. CROWLEY.
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Harry. weren't you little hard on
the boy7 Perhaps he couldn't nelp H.
There may have been reason for his
delay"
what excuse could ne have? Mes.
senger boys are always late; looking
in the windows somewhere. suppose.
instead of getting here with my suit.
'Dear, you are unreasonable because
you are anxious to be on time win
Elizabeth. You win have to learn 10
control your temper or II may get you
into serious trouble. The poor boy was
breathless and tried TO explain but you
wouldn't listen. Can't you see, dear.
that the world win not come to an end
because things turn out a little diff
fercntly than YOU pIanned9"
Mrs. Dangerfield looked at her son
with some misgivings. She realized
more and more that he was giving
way to n hasty temper that was natu-
raj to him and that he had no thought
of curbing 1t.
Harry took the box OF clothes up.
stairs and after a hasty dressing, hur-
ried out of the house and down the
street to the home of his fiancee,
Elizabeth Boothby. several blocks
away.
As he neared his destination. he
saw n young man run down the steps
of the house. jump into his automobile
and drive away in the opposite direc-
ton. He recognized him as Harold
Young, one of his own friends and 9
popular young man of their set, and
a pang of jealous anger shot through
him.
He mounted the steps with all the
rage of the previous hour returned.
When Harry entered the iiving-room
he saw Elizabeth bending over
basket of pink roses. She looked up
at him ana smiled.
Didn't / see Harold Young just
leave heref" he demanded.
ayes" said the astonished girl.
"And he brought these flowers,
didn't heT"
"Yes." again answered the now
IEf~DtFittu anu SUI
.'Then this Is what l shall do with
them"
Harry took the basket, threw all the
lovely roses on the floor, and stamped
their beauty to nothingness. Then,
turning on his heel without one look
at Elizabeth. he left the house and
went home.
Weeks passed and Harry nursed his
anger and jealousy with stubbornness.
He did not go anywhere that he might
meet Elizabeth. Every one was so
busy with war and Red Cross work
that he was not missed as he other
wise would have been.
One day while Harry was sitting in
his Office mlserably unhappy in his
longing for the girl who was to have
been his wife, the door opened and In
walked Louise Spencer. Louise was an
intimate friend of Elizabeth. Harry
was pleased and surprised as he arose
TO receive his visitor.
Harry" began Louise at once, II
came to see IL you would help us with
the flowersf"
''The flowers" exclaimed he, "what
flowers"
"Why didn't you know that Eliza
beth is the president of the Angela
Flower Mission and I am the secre
tary7"
"No. Tell me about II, please"
at supposed Elizabeth had told you
all about 1t. We were elected to Office
some time ago. We collect flowers
from our friends and take them to the
sick people on our list. Harold Young
has driven his machine on most Of the
errands for us. but he sails for France
next week and we need you. Harry"
docs Elizabeth know you were 60
Ing TO ask mel"
mo, she doesn't. I only thought Of
1t this morning. have been so upset
by Harolds going away. Tonight our
engagement is to be announced and ]
am telling you now so that you will
understand. You will help us, won't
you. HarryT
with all my heart and soul, III
help. You can depend on me day or
night for anything"
After she left, Harry walked up and
down the length Of the room many
times. Twice he took down the re-
ceiver Of the telephone only to put II
back again.
His mothers words came back to
him, 'You will have TO learn TO con-
troll your temper or 1t may get you
into serious trouble" Yes. that was
the whole trouble. He had been as
hasty with Elizabeth as he had been
with the messenger boy.
Selling his hat. he left the pile of
letters on his desk and went to see
her.
He found her at home, looking sad,
but as beautiful as ever, and she was
bending over large basket of flowers
that had been sent In for the mission.