American Fork citizen. [volume] (American Fork, Utah) 1912-1979, 1921-11-12


How can ;Mrs. DIN tell HIM. sincs
she doesn't know II hstselff"
"well--perhaps she ought to know
Il. 20 that she could tell him. Some.
body ought TO tell him. and II ought
to be done with the greatest tact. Il
Ought to be broken to him with the
most delicate care aud sympathy. or
the consequence"
:, Nobody could foreteli the conse-
quences." her husband interrupted
mo matter how tactfully It's broken
to Noble"
"No." she said. ~ suppose that's
true. think he's likely to lose his
reason unless II Is done very tactful-
". though"
40 you think we really ought to
tell Mrs. Din, Mollief mean. seri-
ously: Do your"
For some moments she considered
his question; then aswered, "No. It's
possible we'd be following Christian
course In doing Il; but still we're rath.
er bound not to speak Of II outside the
family, and when II does get outside
the family I think we'd better not BE-
the ones responsible--especially since
II might easily be traced to "a. I
think It's usually better to keep out
Of things when there's any doubt"
Eyes," he said. medltating. II new
or knew any harm to come of peoples
sticking to their own AFFAIR.""
But a. he and his wife became d.
lent for a time. musins In the frs-
light, their daughters special convic-
tons were far from coinciding With
theirs, although she, likewise. was d.
lenf--a strangeness In her which they
should have observed. But no far
were they from q true comprehension
d her. they were unaware that ~
had more than . casual ysoneses-
sinly interest h Jnlia Atwutss's. -
gagemsut asd h those pesglhie 60
sequences 10 Noble ON. wAieA ~
Nd sketcheA With e0as ,iateneipnal
exsgset ration, aad decidedly witAost
~ staggering serfoushess 6ftfibuttd
10 their predictions By theif dauslsees.
They did not even notice her sxpess-
sisn when Mr.. Atwater snapped a
the light, in order to read. and she
, went quietly out Of the library and up
"a, her own room,
: On the floor. near her bed. whore
Patty Fairchiid had left her coat and
hat. Florence made her second dis
covery. Two small. folded slips OF
paper lay there, dropped BY Miss Fair.
child when she put on her coat In the
darkening room. They were the re.
plies 10 Patty's whispered Questions.
In the game on the steps-the pledged
Truth. written by Henry Ro0ter and
Herbert Atwater on their sacred words
and honers. The infatuated pair had
either Overestimated Patty's caution,
or else each had thought she would
70 prize his little missIve that she
would treasure II In tender safety.
perhaps pinned upon her blouse Cat
the first opportunity over the heart.
II Ia positively safe to say that neither
OF the two veracities would ever have
been set upon paper had Herbert and
Henry any foreshadowing that Patty
might be careless: and the partners
would have been seized with the ut.
most horror could they have conceived
the possibility OF their trustful mes
sages ever falling Into the hands OF
TIE relentless creature who now, with
out an instant's honorable hesitation,
unfolded and read them.
'Yes, II I got to tell the truth. I
know have got pretty eyes," Herbert
had unfortunately written. ~ am glad
you think so, too. Patty. because your
eyes are too. Herbert nlingsworth
Atwster, Jr." or ...stt .s
And Mr.. Henry Rooter had likewise
ruined himself In . coincidentai man.
ner.
"Well, Patty. my eyes are pretty,
but suppose would ike to trade with
yours because you have beautiful eyes.
also, sure a. my name u Henry
Rooter."
Florence stood close to the pink.
shaded electric droplIght over her
small white dressing table, reading
again and again these psthetically
honest little condolences. Her eyelids
ere withdrawn to an unprecedented
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