The daily Alaskan., 1920-08-12
TWO OF THEM
By MILDRED WHITE.

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 The girl sat gazing across the hills to where a blue lake rippled in the sunlight, but the beauty of the scene was not reflected In her breeding eyes. It was to this solitude she had come to. heal her broken heart. At least Diana was sure her heart must be broken, after all It had endured dur Ing the past three months.
 For three months ago Diana had been a radiant creature, knowing the joy of love new-found, and weaving dreams of a happier future. Then, like the blackest cloud, from out of the bIuest sky, had come the quar- rel. It was rather difficult now to remember what that quarrel was about; but tragedy had been It's ending.
 Diana recalled certain sharp and cutting remarks of Dickie's concern ing a matinee idol, q sort of man who had during the Inst few weeks haunt ed Dlana's presence. Though she had not in the least been interested in that handsome person, It was rather gratifying to Haunt his devotion In the eyes of other maids less favored, and as her engagement to Dlckle had not vet been made known, where was the harm, she reflected, in consOllng her, self with the mans amusing cOmpan- lonship during DiCkie's absence?
 Dlcklc had been away a great dealr in q business capacity, and at these times Diana's loneliness grew depresS- Ing. The real "harm" in her mind was that Dlcllle. the heretofore i'm precnnblc, should retalate by deyot- Ing himself after his return, to DOllle Maddon. Dolly of all glrlSG with her saucy assurance and captivating ways. The quarrel had been as brief as 1t was painful.
 And after weeks of silent waiting for Dlckle to come back, and more weeks of disappointment when he did not, Diana packed her suitcase and went away from the madness of 1t all.
 What enchanted walks they had taken together through the hills. Diana sighed, and flIcked two bright tears from still brighter eyes. Then, all at once, she saw a young man be- fore her.
 Beg pardon" said the young man, flor intrudng, but I've been sitting here in this deadly silence so long that I've got to speak to some one, or"
 He left his desperate threat unfn- lshcd and sat down on the grass at DlanR's side. For q time she waited, undecided whether to ignore his out burst or make reply, The man an- swcred for her.
 "Tvc been up here since six o'clock thls morning." he said. f "Why. I didn't see you when l cnme," she replied.
 "You almost walked over me as l lay on the grass" he told her, "Nb- Sorhed in your own pleasant revorics. Sny, do you enjoy thIs 'ossined' plarc?'
 "If you do not enjoy It." Diana an, swcrod evenly: "why are you here?"
 The young mans reply came with unexpected Cagcranss: "TI tell you," he said. q came to fry to fo~@ct-a girl. Thought that It might he done in the caImness and quiet, and farnwayueSS-where a fel- low could get himself In hand. But 1t can't" he added lugubrIously. "ThIs Is my fourth day up, and I'm gettlng worse"
 Diana stared; 1t might be herself speaking for the exact stating of the case. She leaned forward In her new interest.
 "wcre you," she asked faintly, "in love-"
 "Wns, were-umw the young man emDh0ticaIly and confusingly replied,
 "Shc happened to take some one else better. Thought I could get away, after awhile, from the aching memory of her. It cant be done. Her black eyes haunt me everywhere, Oh" he finished wcarily, "there never was an- other girl so sweet and perfect in all the worIdw
 "Perhups," Diana suggested, you just sort of idealized this girl. Men do, sometimes. Maybe she was all right to look at. and all that; but no doubt she had lots of faults. We all do Now, think back Wasn't this girl stubborn, or unreasonable, or eX- acting, or jealous?"
 The young man flushed guiltily.
 "Whatevpr she was" he retOrted, "Td have her just that way-her way. She was my girl; there will never be another for me.r
 Diana smiled, and a long-hidden dimple popped mcrrIly into her cheek. "I am going to return your confidence" she said. That's what I came out here for, tOo-to forget the man Hove. As you say, 1t cant be done. The re membering' grows worse, until the very things you considered faults seem t....... AI,-rr rr-,rn oP