The Snowflake herald. [volume] (Snowflake, Ariz.) 1913-1969, 1922-03-10

I logger! Tom, the man who had held
! fast to ideals and to honesty and to
eSerything worth while in the face
OF all temptations. To think OF Tom
going In for this sort of thing. 1t
was bad enough for Agnes to be in 1t,
but for Tom, too She felt hurt,
dreadfully hurt.
.Tom, how could your she cried.
''How could your
| It seemed to Agnes that Tom looked
abashed But he gazed at her steadily
nevertheless.
| at can't be so terribly bad" he
said "or-you wouldn't be doing it."
Agnes put her hand up to her face
at this as though to ward off blow.
She really felt almost as though Tom
had struck her. Certainly he had hurt
her, and yet she really deserved 1t.
Undoubtedly she was the cause OF
Tom getting into this.
"They tell me you're in love with a
bootlegger," said Tom. 'If that's the
sort of man who can win your love,
then me for it. l can bootleg as well
as any one else. And you know I'd
do anything for you, Agnes-almost
anything"
Agnes retreated swiftly to her car.
| She simply couldn't speak. How Toms
| words brought the whole situation
home to her! Was she really In love
! with q bOotlegger? Or had she been
swept off her feet by the easy money,
the excitement, the lure Of John
Greenleaf's skilled woOing?
Without another word Agnes crawled
into her car and started furiously down
the road.
Quite suddenly she had come to q
she stood, just what she was going to
do, just what sort of future life she
was going to lead.
AS she sped down the road she
turned and looked back. Tom was
following close behind her. A grim,
set look came into her face as she
made this discovery.
A mile she sped down the road,
then another mile and a half-mile
! further before she stopped with a
rafting of the cars brake-bands d.
rectly In the middle of a concrete
bridge over little stream. AS she
stopped she saw Tom draw up be-
side her.
Without looking at Tom, Agnes
| jerked the six cases of liquor from
the tonneau Of her car. Then, quickly,
efficiently, she threw each bottle over
the bridge to the rocks In the river
below, where each bottle smashed to
bits as 1t fell. When she had fin
Ished with this she dumped the cases
themselves over the bridge into the
water
Then she turned magically to Tom.
SIN through with tall through"
she cried. "Tm going to turn over
every cent I've made by bootlegging to
the government |"
For moment she stopped as an in
finite sorrow came into her face.
''Oh, Tom," she cried. I'm sorry
so terribly sorry you've skidded ]
never loved Greenleaf-I can see that
now. It was simply infatuation. And
l could never, never love a man who
wasn't perfectly square and honest
and upright u
To Agness great surprise smile
came to Toms face at this.
II knew i'll" exulted Tom. Il knew
you were o. X. at heart even If you
| did make a mistake. l knew you
couldn't love man who was a law
| breaker. So, look!"
From the car Tom jerked one Of the
booze cases. Quickly he broke one of
the bottles on the bridge.
"Smell 1t! Taste it," he cried.
"Colored water! That's all it Is.
There's no booze in my car. I'm not
bootlegger. / filled up the car with
this fake stuff to wake you up. And
| did-thank heaven -
For just moment Agnes gazed at
Tom in amaZement. Then a great Joy
rushed into her heart. She flew into
his arms.
Tom was still square and honest and
upright-the one man she really loved
the only kind of man she could love