The Jasper news. [volume] (Jasper, Missouri) 1898-1924, 1920-11-11

read n n q glance. 'H'm-quits trua.
That new psychopath Must zoe Ne
hodded to his wife AZ he stepped hack
Into the car. ~Excuse me 70 mr.. Gin
ton, my dear. I shall return In timo
for dinner.a
Nrn. Kirkland smiled AZ her guest
rs the car glided away. 'The time OF
q specialist IL little more his own than
that Of an old-fashioned family doc
tor" she said my husband d an
aIlenist" She turned to the house.
maid. 'Is Miss Ellen At homer
"YeA ma'am. She came back half
an hour ago"
-Tell cook Mr.. Clinton Is to dine with
u.s."
The little maid nitted up the lawn
and into the house. Mrs. Kirkland and
the guest sauntered after her. Tho
west fronting Of the porch afforded an
acrOsB-town view OF the snowy range,
now haloed with a magnificent sunset.
The traveller paused In the porch, mid
way between the steps and the door.
"What a viewi" he exclaimed.
You enjoy it1" the lady was quick
to catch him up. Then, II may ask
you to excuse me for a few moments,
shall leave you out here In the
porch"
He sprang to open the screen door
for her. But the moment she had zone
inside he went across to the porch wall
and stood gazing al. the sunset, FORGET.
full OF all else than the gold and scar
let and red that streamed up through
the heecy clouds above the indigo
mountains and white peaks into the
azure sky.
Around the corner Of the house
strolled a tall fafr-haired girl, carry
Ing In one hand novel and IN the
other fan. The fiery splendor OF the
sunset caught her gaze and held Il
while she passed the corner and mount
ed the end steps Of the porch.
At first sight Of the unconscious
traveller she Strengthened with an Inn
pulse Of maidenly reserve. This was
instantly succeeded by amazement an
her eyes rested on the mans strong
profile. She stopped, transnxed, gaz-
Ing ut the traveller as II dazed. She
had the look Of one unable to believe
some great good fortune.
The traveller was so absorbed In his
enjoyment Of the view that he failed
to heed the girls light tread on the
cement floor Of the porch. She was
almost within arms length OF him
when her joyful eagerness forced from
her half-parted lips a breathless little
cry: "Will deari"
The young man faced about with Q
start, and stared at the girl IN blank
surprise. He saw beautiful, blushing
face, a pair Of gray eyes ngiow with
love, a shapely mouth curved In a ten
der smile. AS HIS hand went automat-
ically TO his cap she half raised her
arms as II she expected him 20 en-
brace her.
"Dear Willr she repeated.
He hurriedly gave back step. f.
beg your pardon. Clinton Is my
name-Rlchard Clinton"
"O-a-ah T. she exclaimed, shrInkiAg
back In turn. perplexed and alarmed
at his strange behavior. "What-how--
the way you look at mel Can It be
possible that your loss of memory"
She clasped her hands to her bosom.
''But It can't bel II can'ti You never
could forget me, neverl Say It'll Say
you haven't - haven't forgotten me.
WIFI"
"But I-don't understand. It's some
mistake. A case Of"
at is. Of course It Isl" she broke In.
"You admit 1t. Your poor dear head
was at first confused. But now--Row
you remember mel"
II am very sorry to disappoint you"
he replied. "But cannot permit you
to deceive yourself. do not remem-
Der you. / can only conjecture that
you may be Miss Kirkland"
"Then you do remember, you dol"
she cried.
She had come close to him, her eyes
bright with hope. They were In a Sc
Guided corner Of the porch. There
were no houses across the street and
no one was passing. She reached up
her hands and clasped them on his
shoulders while her eyes gnzed up
into his. full of loving expectancy.
His face. already embarrassed,
flushed crimson. He drew aer culver
ing hands down from his shoulders
with gentle forge and stepped away.