The silver state. [volume] (Winnemucca, Nev.) 1909-1925, 1918-12-17
THEIR BELIEF
BY JACK WALTON.

ts1s. western Newspaper Onion

N1AC va 1880 49, E4S
j ed. He recognized her as one of the
guests of the Lakeside hotel. She had
been seated at q table In the dining
! room when he arrived the night be-
fore. Someone mumbled an introduce
ton In passing; he had been unable to
D catch the girls name. but he remem-
| bered the unusual blue of her eyes.
CHANGING up now from her book, she
settled his indecision with an impulsive
welcoming smile, then as though an
noyed by her own g~raciousness, she
} bent again over the book. Also fol-
lowing some impulse, Richard Graves
spoke:
you have chosen a delightful spot
for your reading" he said, $50 sequest-
cred that / thought myself alone on the
beach. The view from here is beau
tiful."
"Yes," the girl said, again for a mo-
ment her transforming smile appeared.
MY home" the man began, us over
there in the city, +" But she put
'orth a protesting hand. Let us waive
personal history" said the girl, what
does 1t all matter? We come from
some place, we go or presently, some
where. This hour alone is ours. It's
q glorious day-the lake Is blue, the
sun shines-it Is good to be alive"
The man smiled back into the pi-
quaint, glowing face. 1t was a lovely
face, he thought. as full of changing
surprises as the girls own pretty
moods. Reaching out he touched the
book with a tentative finger.
what do you readf"
swered CURLY.
And IDEALS" added the man. I'VE
all have our ideals. They should be
carefully formed early In life for our
future plan of cOmpanionship."
The girl leaned forward eagerly.
"Just what l have always thought.
Now, In my own case" She paused
abruptly, a flush suffused her face.
my subject carries me away" she ex-
cused herself to Graves.
"The subject interests me-" he re-
piled, your views 81 coincide with
mine. Please go on. In your own
easel"
The man 1 intend one day to mar
ry," she said, answers In every way my
Ideal, both as to physical appearance,
and mental endowment. Robert Is
talI"-the broad-shouldered man who
was not tall, nodded "and be is pa
tient under all my universities. 1t has
taken some time to arrive ~thoughtfully
at my decision that our marriage will
be q wise and enduring relationship.
Imagine" the blue eyes danced,
meeting Robert and loving him at first
sightl'
Graves sh-Iled absently. "The wom-
an who has for some time been my close
friend and ~conadant,S he said, "is stop
ping at the hotel with her mother. She
Is my ideal Of all those qualities neces-
sary for a mans true helpmate. What
could 1 learn of Elizabeth In O first
meetingf"
The girl opened her book. "And
thereafter" she read mockingly. moth
Ing In the world mattered to these two,
save each other"
Across the waters of the lake came
a low trilling call, the man arose slow
ly. "It's Elizabeth" he said, "she has
the boat out and wants me to Join her.
That's our signal"
The girl glanced 1t her wrist watch.
"Five o'clock" she exclaimed, and I
promised to meet Robert at four"
Comfortably she settled back in the
nook. Too late now" she said.
Graves fingered, as the trill still ran
down the lake. 81 may not have anoth-
er chance to talk to you like this"
His tone was regretful.
Fainter and far away sounded the
call. With a sigh he sank back into
his corner ON the sands. Later, when
he passed the table where the girl sat
In the hotel dining room, their eyes met
with a sense Of pleasant understanding.
At Richard Graves side was the
woman of his ideal. The girl studied
this woman Of noble qualities with a
certain usefulness she was tall. her
eyes and hair were black. The girl
was very small, now, beneath the shad-
ed light, her hair cleaned almost
golden.
When Graves came back TO speak to
her, she turned coldly from him, and
his attitude, unlike that OF the chosen
Robert, proved him to be far from pa
!, tient with perverseness."
That night when all were sleeping In
/ their quiet rooms, winding like a SER
pent up the fiimsy walls of the hotel,
stole a tongue of fame, which burst
. triumphantly ablaze at last.
The girl Weakening In her high room.
desperately moved through the chok-
Ing smoke to the one narrow window,
only to find 1t a hopeless means Of exit,
: Desperately she caught her kimona
: about her shoulders and moved again
: to the window, then the door burst
5 open. In the glaring light she saw for
: a moment the stranger OF the beach.
Years aQn II Sapmad cfnco thafr UroQ.