White Pine news. [volume] (East Ely, Nev.) 1920-1923, 1921-02-20

auizzical eyes. When they had isolated
her. ut last, appealing to her sympa-
thy or amusement, separating her
from all those boisterous students, her
dream of bliss had begun.
In those days, she had seen Hardin
through the eyes of the young instruc-
tor, younger by several years than his
pupil. Her thud of disappointed anger,
of dislike, when the face of Hardin
peered through the leafy screen! To
have waited, prayed for that moment,
and TO have 1t spoiled like that There
had been days when she had wept be-
cause she had not shown her anger !
How could she know that everything
would end there; end, just beginning
Her clearinghouse training had
taught her to be civil. 1t was still
vivid to her, her anxiety, her tremu-
lousness-with Hardin talking forever
of n play he had just seem; Richard
growing SITTER. angrier, refusing to
look at those lips still warm with his
kisses!
And the next day, still angry with
her. All, the puzzled d~esolation or
those weeks before she had salyed her
hurt: with pride, and then with love !!
Those days of misery before she could
convince herself that she had been In
love with love, not with her fleeing
lover, Hardin was there, eager to be
noticed. That affair, she could see
now, had lacked finesse.
Richard had certainly loved her, or
why had he never married? Why had
he left so abruptly his boarding house
In midterm? Doesn't Jealousy confess
love? Some day, he would tell her;
what a hideous mistake hers had
beenl She ought not to have rushed
into that marriage. She knew now it
had always been the other. But life
was not finished. yet
The date set for her summer
"w~idowhood" had come. but she lin
gered. Various reasons, splendid and
sacrificial, were given out. There was
much to be done.
II wish she would he definite" In
mes thoughts complained. She was
restless to make her own plans. II
had not yet occurred TO her that Gerty
would stay in all summer For she
never had so martyrized herself.
"Some one must be with Tom. IT may
spoil my trip. But Gerty never thinks
of that" She believed it TO be 4
simple matter of clothes. 1t always
took her weeks to get ready to go any
where.
But l won't wait any longer than
next week. If she does not go then, |
will. Absurd for us both 10 be here"
1t was already iercely hot.
Gerry, meanwhile, had been wonder
ing how she could suggest TO her Sis
ter-in-law that her trip be taken first.
Without Arousing suspicious, Ter
ribly loud in her ears sounded her
thoughts those days.
Her husband flung n letter on the
table one evening. "A letter to you
from-Casey."
She tried to make the fingers that
closed over the letter move casually.
She could feel them tremble. What
would she say If Tom asked to see it?
1t was addressed to her in her hus-
the Office in his mail. And she going
each day to the postofice to prevent
il from falling into his hands, She
gave it a quick offhand glance.
about the drive. Of course, Sup
per's getting cold. Look at that ONE
lctte. Don't wait to wash up. 1t will
be like leather"
When she had finished her meal, she
read her letter with a fine show of in
difference. "Ile sets a date for the
drive She put the letter carelessly
into her pocket before her husband
could stretch out his hand. 1t would
never do for jealous Tom TO read that
Your letter was received two weeks
ago. Pardon me for appearing to have
forgotten your Kindness"
"rhe nerve" growled Tom again.
his mouth full of Gerty's omelette.
TO take you up on an invitation like
that. | call that pretty raw"
you must remember we are such
old friends" urged his wife. "He
knew meant 1t seriously"
"Just the same, it's nerve" grum.
bled Hardin, helping himself to more
OF the omelette. nov a fiat ruin In the
center of the Canton platter. His re-
sentiment had taken on an edge OF
hatred since the episode of the dredge
machinery. ITO write to anyone In
my house! He knows what I think of
him; an Intellectual ass. that's what he
Is. laundering around with his little
levees, and his fool work on the wa
ter tower"
1.-THE water towerf" demanded his
sister. whats he doing with that?"
"Oh. I don't know" rejoined Tom
largely. his lips %protruding. He had
been itching to ask some one what
Rickard was up to. Twice, he bad
seen him go up, with MacLean and
Estrada. Once. there a large flare OF
light. But he wouldn't ask Some OF
his fool tinkering!
His sisters gaze rested on him with