The Aberdeen weekly. [volume] (Aberdeen, Miss.) 1878-1933, 1919-03-14

IT occurred to him hat that might
have been Hardin-he had not wanted
to stare at them.
That was not Hardin's face. 1t held
strength and power. The outline was
sharp and distinct, showing the strong
lines, the determined mouth of the piO-
neer. There was something else, some
thing which stood for distinctbn-no,
1t couldn't be Hardin.
And then, because an outthrust lip
changed the entire look of the man.
Richard asked his table companions.
who was the man with the two ladies.
e the door.
That, sub" his neighbor from Ala
bama became Immediately oratorical.
that is a big man, sub. If the I'm
perial valley ever becomes a reality, a
tixtuah, ii Will be because of that n
man. sub. Reclamation is like Il seed
thrown on a rock. VIII it stick? VIII
it take root? VIII it grow? That is
what we all a to know"
Richard thought that he had wanted
20 know something quite different. and
reminded the gentleman from Alabama
that he had not toId him the name.
THE father of this valley, of the
reclamation of this desert, Thomas
Hardin, sub"
Richard tried to reset, without at
tracing their attention. the group of
his Impressions of the man whose per-
%sonality had been so obnoxious to him
in the old Lawrence days. The Hardin
he had known had also large features,
but of the flaccid irritating order. He
summoned a picture of Hardin as he
had shufiied into his own classroom, or
up to the long table where Gerty had
always queened it among her mothers
boarders. He could see the rough I'M
! polished boots that had always offend
ed him as II betrayal of the mans in
ner c-oarseness; the badly fitting coat,
the long awkward arms, and the salts
fed. loud-speaking mouth. These fea-
lures were more definite. Could time
bring these changes? Had he changed.
like that? Had they seen him? Would
Gerty, would Hardin remember him?
Wasn't 1t his place TO make himself
known; wave the flag of old friendship
over an awkward situation?
He found himself standing in front
of their table. encountering first, the
eyes of Hardln's sister. There was no
surprise, no welcome there for him. He
felt at once the hostility of the camp.
His face was uncomfortably warm.
Then the childish profile turned on him.
A look of bewilderment, flushing into
| greeting-the years had been kind to
Gerty Holmes,
d you remember me, Rickard?"
If Hardin recognized a difficult situa-
ton. he did not betray it. 1t was a
man Richard did not know who shook
MIN warmly by the hand, and said that
indeed he had not forgotten him.
1--WE been expecting you. My wife.
Mr.. Richard. and my sister,"
why. what are you thinking of,
Tom? To introduce Mr.. Rickardl I
introduced you to each other. years
agoi" Gerty's cheeks were red. Her
bright eyes were darting from one to
the other. You knew he was coming.
and did not tell meT"
you were at the Improvement club
when the telegram came" put in Innes
Hardin, without looking ut Richard. No
trace of the Tucson cordiality in that
proud little facet No acknowledgment
that they had met at the M~arshall's.
"Oh, you telegraphed to u.s." The
blend arch smile had not aged. THAT
was friendly and nice"
Richard had not been self-conscious
for many a year. He did not know
what to say. He turned from her up
turned face TO the others. Innes Har-
din was staring out of the window,
over the heads of several crowded
tables; Hardin was gazing at his plate.
Richard decided that he would get out
of this before Gerry discovered that it
was neither friendly nor nice"
If had known that you were here.
| would have insisted on your dining
with US. in our tent. For it's terrible,
here, isn't it?" She flashed at him the
J look he remembered so wildly, the
childish %coquettish appeal. 1--WE dir
ut home, till il become tiresome, and
then we come foraging for variety. But
you must come to us, say Thursday. Is
that right for you? We should love It,"
Still those two averted faces. Rick
ard said Thursday. as he was hidden,
and got back to his table. wondering
why in thunder he had let Marshall per-
suade him TO take this job.
Hardin waited a can minute to pro-
test: what possessed you TO ask him
to dinner?"
why shouldn't i? He is an old
friend" Certy caught a glance of ap-
peal Ger toabrother. "Jealous?"
~. p ngly at her lord.
.1ea,ou;'< blurred Hardin.
- 80 :. .cn that she knew, that
- mes.-E. EThe Lawrence cpl
souSneid nelssfns TO him. Once. it
had enchanted him that he had carried
of the boardins-house belle, whom even
that bookman had found desirable
bookmanl A superior dudel He had
always had those grand airs. AS if it
were not more to a mans credit to
struggle for his education even il he
were Older than his class. or his teach
er. than to accept it of silver plates.