The Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 191?-19??, 1919-05-31

must turn 70 this other friend for Ia,
companionshIp my husband denies me
Dear Luzette, what do you adviser
For long time after Malcolm had
made sure Of the contents Of the letter
he sat back In his chair aud thought il
over There lay the explanation to d
lot Of mysteries he had been trying ia
solve In a half-hearted sort OF way fol-
! q long time. So that was the writing
Marian had been doing In secret-let-
ters to Wendell Hughes, and a letter
i to 'Luzette,"' the name under which
Miss Lorene conducted her column.
Wendell Hughes had wormed his way
Into her affections after all, he told
himself angrily. What was there TO
do about IT. Before he had been
working out the problem for 1--WE min
utes he had decided on half dozen
courses Of action-most of them yio-
lent ones. Then conscience got in its
work He was to blame for It all, he
admitted, finally. 1t was all his fault
Tor neglecting Marian, the sweetest
little wife 10 the world, as he had
done. OF course he had been doing all
his hard work for her--her happiness
had never been out Of his mind for an
instant but he had mistaken what
would be happiness to her. Els COM
partnership and devoted love meant
more to her than all the wealth and
prosperity In tho world. He could see
that from the letter. and somehow the
thought thrilled him.
Take charge. I'm going home" MAJ Z
colin called out to Larry as he Jumped
up from his desk. "There Is not much
to do, but It's time you were taking
some Of the responsibility of my shout
ders anyway. I've plugged here too
long" He stopped at the door long
enough to look back and see Larry.
with coat Off and sleeves rolled up.
digging into work with more vim than
he had ever seen him exert before.
That was the first act of a little
drama that reached Its happy climax
two months later. The winding 10
scene was in the now delightful home
of Mr.. and Mrs. McDougall. Mhicolm
had Just started in to confess about
the great change that Marian coulil not |
help seeing. They were sitting In the
twilight before the very brightest kind
OF CRATE fire, and Malcolm's arm had
found resting place around Marian's
slender waist. His other baud was
snugly holding her little warm fingers,
and as he talked he squeezed them
very gently now and then.
1T was all for you, DEAR" he wh!s.
pered just so she could hear All the
hard work was for you, and for the
happiness thought 1t would bring
you. thought .Lu'd understand. 05ar.
but now I am glad you didn';."
but 1 did understand, dear boy"
she answered, In just as low a tone,
'and l knew It was all for me-that
was why was content In my loneh-
ness. knew some day that we would
earn the glorious times we are S1joy-
Ing now. It was not so lonaIy, though,
for had my big surprise to think Of
Look !" She took magazine from the
rack by their side and open a 1t near
The front. Look" she said again, as
she held it to his eyes.
There before him was her surprise.
A short story by Marian Leth.NSadge-
MS wifeI In one of the leading r'nga-
lines, tool
"But your letter to Luzette. dear
lesrt?" he asked in wonder ne
'ould gsin his breath. "You "eid yru
we're lonely and didn't have anything
o do" +;
ITS our turn to confess" Larry and
Betty advanced from out of the shad
,ws. 81 wrote that letter." Betty cor
'essed meekly. "And told her to and
helped her." came glibly from Larry. t
'But why" Malcolm looked from
me to another. t
'We wanted you TO give Larry a
'hanIe at the oflice-a chance to do 5
onc Of the work that would show |
hem he could be of more value down +
here and get a raise in salary, and he
wanted Marian to have happiness, too,
because she wasn't really happy. It
as got everything we wanted" &
"And we wanted to get married" f
Oined in Larry with bated breath. n
what does 1t all mean?" Poor Mar d
an could not make head nor tail Of II. n
ut means that have been a blind q
Hot" Malcolm gasped; "but am the Il
appiest man in the world, anyway" n
Don't be too sure Of that" Larry's h
Dice came from out of the shadow n
nd was followed closely by a smoth- h
red little cry from Betty that no one I,
listook for cry of fright. There was
OF word of protest from any one
Il lips were very much engaged other
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