The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1921-09-01
TRICKlNG JACK
BY MILDRED WHITE.
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escape Ursua's vigilance. aud had
gone down TO the sea. loved Ur-
sula, but her 700 constant interest In
my welfare fretted me, until felt like
an imprisoned bird Poor soul. she
was ever fearful lest the sun he too
hot or the breeze too cold or the walk
too tirlng down the beach.
So ran through the early dewy
morning down to the waters edge.
and wore my bathing suit beneath
long coat. And when ! had foated
for awhile IN the SunIlt waters. came
again to the beach and wrapped in the
plaid cloak. sat drying my hair.
The slight adventure Of eluding Ur-
sula had given TO me a tinge Of nd.
venturous spirit so that ! was not sur
prised at that early hour to hear a
mans voice az my elbow. For the
man was but part of my adventure,
you see til ! turned to look into his
face Then, we'll have heard of sucn
things before, and have scOifed Mt
them, but here was no more care-free
adventure for me. but womnn's love.
come at first sight. He was just my
man; the one had dreamed of I'M
consciously, and had known In my
heart that ! should one day meet. So
II had been easy TO be indifferent to
the others who came seeking. in my
waiting for him. Now he was here.
He had come from n brisk walk. II
seemed, down the shining road. and
had stopped Tor breath of ocean air
At least that H. what my man thought.
so straight and tail; but his stopping
was really-to find me. Ursula would
have mocked at my romancing. but |
knew. fell into conversation with
him easily. and he fingered and dropped
half reluctantly to the sands at my
side, and | learned that he was study
ing. through difficulties, to be a civil
engineer, and was now taking a short
vacation; that friend had suggest
ed this seaside resort. and happened
to know the friend he named. But
did not tell him So Neither did I
| tell my own name. or aught of my af-
fairs, but arose quickly at sound Of
| the seven O'Clock whistle and ran on
| up the sands just waving my hand in
| farewell. | surmised that my man
| of the dark. kindly eyes was stopping
at the more modestly appointed. Bon
| View" near the wood, with the com
| panlon whom he had named. And,
accidentally, came upon the two to-
| gether that afternoon as ! almost
rounded the bench-tree In the park.
| They were seated beneath the tree,
and when heard what they said
withdrew without being observed.
"You must stay" Ned Fame. the
| friend was saying. Miss Dewitt Smith
Is here. You must meet her, Jack"
And then 1t was that heard myself
refutcd he would have none of me.
this dear. bIg-.Jack. My name was
known TO him, through the papers. He
| we'll in his own half-sneering words,
he "wOuld not aspire"
So set out to trick him. Happiness
Is such rare and beautiful thing, that
one must not let 1t escape when II
brushes by, leaving ones life forever
| dcsolate
| bought two little gingham dresses
at the village store. just two, no more,
pink and blue. The rustic straw
hat they sold me was most becoming.
I loved Its stiff blue bow and its pink,
| pink rose And I was seated In the
only seat on the train that could ac-
commodate Just one more. The dis
danful Jack person, learned. was
going back to the city that morning.
And, more than this, knew the name
OF the small town where his own peo-
Pile lived. Mr. Jack Bevors visited
often there.
| had left hrief note on Ursula's
pillow. would take good care of my
self, | promised her. and be back be-
fore the end OF the season. And
though that was the extent Of my in
formation, | felt free and conscience
clear as my big man entered the car
and came straight to my side. He re-
membered that early morning meeting
you see, and accepted the fact Of my
provincial appearance happily. And
as we rode chatting together, he pro-
| i'N-f'l lllllStll NltuNtN ul tue u'SNNN-
cry that my residence was to be in his
own home town.
II was not difficult for me to obtain
board in that town, when | offered to
help with household tasks, and in my
new position was having a very
good time.
| sat on the tiny porch at evening,
and saw much, very much, of Jack.
I called him Mr.. Bevor, politely, The
dlsapproval of his family troubled me
not at all, no" the uncharitable specu-
lation concerning myself N the vii
lage. wore my pink gingham and
my blue gingham, and kept them
fresh, and Mr.. Jack told me how love-
ly ] would look in silks and lawn
and we We're married. Yes. we were,
y