Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1920-07-23

his triumph, until Sucn Clme as lie hdu
some one to divide it with him. For
there is little pleasure in q monopoly
of happiness not even joke is fully
established until some one appears TO
share it; a secret is delectable only
when it's repeated, conquest IS
empty without the popular acclaim, or
the arrival of the historian. lie felt
this keenly; he reflected that of all the
syndicate. he alone was without a
beneficiary And today, when he had
steeled himself to speak to Carol
Like countless generations of men
before him, he began vaguely to
wonder what he should do if she re-
fused him.
What would be left? Only the shell
of achievement Would he go back to
France? or would he remain in Amer
lea, and struggle for success by en-
dowing war charities out of his glori-
Gus income-to-be? Also and
this was enervating what
should he say to her? 1t is given to
few men to propose twice, in different
characters. to the same girl.
The train plowed and painted through
the thickening drifts; billiards watch
was coming out of his pocket at five
minute intervals; here was Rochester
at last three hours late :.
and there, shining dimly through
banked clouds, was the sun! The
train seemed warmed to greater effort
by its mere appearance; Hilliard, who
had measured time by weeks, then by
days, and more recently by reluctant
hours, began to mark the minutes from
his mental calendar.
And then, after an interminable
century of impotence, the outlying VII
lagos, gray and smoky; the fiat wastes
of Solvay; the road slowly becoming
streets; the buildings adding height
Syracuse!
His feet were on the platform he
was hurrying forward. Ahead of him
and in his excitement he STUN
bled heavily :. there, coming
toward him Carol and the
Doctor, befurred and rosy no
question Of the welcome they were
bringing him
His own initial remarks were grossly
ineoherent. There were no words to
fit the situation perhaps he did 1t
greater justice by the disconnected
sounds he made. And then he was
entering the Doctors closed car; they
were bouncing over the cobbles of the
10 IN 10
grade of James street, and he was
peering out in an ecstasy of memory
at the houses where he had played in
boyhood.
Two o'clock 80. on time for
dinner to the second A house hang
ing with evergreen: a Christmas
spirit permeating every nook and
Granny; Christmas odors-not all of
evergreen drifted in tantalizing whiffs
to meet him.
A joyous interlude: gay process
sion; hush gravefy spoken bless
ing-Oh, that Christmas!
There came a time early in the eve
ming when billiard found himself
alone with Carol He had a vague
recollection that they had been sent
to look for something a corn
pepper, or some other equally futile
article and for an instant
he marveled at their expecting to find
it in the sun-parlor, where they had
wandered. But the sun-parlor was hap
PLY unoccupied; and there were COM
Portable chairs in it; and something
very green and red and seasonable in
all the windows; so that they both de-
layed prodigiously, and exchanged
number of highly inconsequential re-
marks about the decorations Pres
emily, without so much as transient
thought for the corn-popper, they sat
down with one accord From a dis
lance the murmur of cheerful voices
in the living room was an adequate
accompaniment to their thoughts.
billiards. head was dropped low his
reverie was so profound that not even
Carols voice could rouse him-not I'M
til she spoke a second time.
81 saba penny for them," she re-
peated, amused.
"Oh!" billiards awakening was ex-
plosive. "Why, that's queer !.
I was just thinking about that my
self! I mean the first Sunday / ever
came up here to dinner. You said
the same thing then. Remember ft?"
"Yes, indeed Is. and they were
wonderful bargain at the price /"
He didn't seem to recall that she had
ever looked so mischievous.
"They are now, them" he said. 'Be-
cause it's just as it was before-I was
thinking about you" Regarding her,
he was transported anew by her love
Iiness. And it wasn't only her ex-
ternal loneliness that he adored, it was
what she had of sympathy and kind
ness, and sweetness of disposition. q
very womanly girl she was not
a flaming character to blaze and die,
but a steady and enduring soul -.
such as he craved :.
She turned her head away.
II was very angry at you this morn
ing" she said; 81 thought you'd for
gotten about me entirely"
billiard affected alarm. "How could
that happen?"
''Not even so much as a little card
with Merry Christmas on it," she
said. Father and mother had one
from you, but as for me" She
opened her hands in emptiness. 81