Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1922-04-19

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came to stowell. "Hss she S told himS'
Bessie will be relieved, too, and
just as glad as ] am. Do you know,
there's a heart Of gold in that girl.
She's never had dogs chance vet. Not
much education, admit, but such
spirit, such character! Such q woman,
too--you said 30 yourself, remember. F"
A still darker memory OF something
the Governor had saAd came to Stow
ell. Didn't you cay Bessie had writ.
,t,o3:s Is; H. :ss 49,, ss Yesterday; but de-
"bo you know, i wrote to Bessie
today, and I destroyed my, letter also. -
Nor What fun II your letters had
crossed in the post" said Cell, and
tossing his cap Into the air. he broke
into still louder peals Of laughter. :.
Again Stowell felt imrnenss relief.
i was impossihle that Bessie could have
told him. And II che hadn't why 1hould
he? Why injure the girl IN Cells
eyes? why tarnish his faith in her?
It was the woman's secret, therefore be
must never reveal it--neyer In the
They were walking on. Cell with .
high. step was kicking up the withered
what about your p.ople'" asked
Stowell. 81 ~
!. ".Ah, that's what I've got to find
out. I'm going home now to tell them.
My mother Ia always advising me to
marry and settle down; but OF course
she'll jib at Bessie, and the sisters will
follow suit. As for my father, he has
only one son, as he says, and must
have a better allowance. He cut It
down after. that affair in the Courts,
They were at the gate to the road.
and pulling It open. Cell said:
"Phew! How different ! feel from
what I did when ! was coming in here
half an hour ago !; I thought you would
kick me out the minute had told you.
But now we're going to be better friends
than ever, aren't wei"
,ows "soss ss;d S{ Stov:I ,.a good luck old fs''
E"iesod:9ys f s'o' ~; and God blss. you, old
Stowell stood at the gate and watched
him going of with long strides, his
shoulders working vigorously.
Never again We can never be the
same friends again" thought Stowell,
az he turned back to the house.
He was feeling like q man who In
moment Of passion has secretly
wronged his lifelong friend and can
never look straight into his eyes again.
But the sense Of barrier between
Cell and himself was soon wiped out By
the memory Of Fsnella. He was free
to love her at last No more hypoc.
risy! No more self denial! No more
struggles between passion and duty
day forward was beginning again for
Was that Alick Cell in the wood
with your" asked Janet, who had come
to the door to call Stowell in to tea.
eyes" ...'.. 's...''@.' ...
Goodness me He must be happy
boy. He was laughing enough, any
way
.Stowell went to bed early that night,
slept soundly and was up with tho COM
ing OF light In the morning.
The farm lads were not yet astir, but
going round to the stable he saddled
horse for himself Ia young chestnut
mare that had been born on one Of his
own birthdays) and set Oh for ride to
relieve the intox oxication Of his spirits. :
The air was keen. but both he and
his horse sniffed It with delight. As they
m ssed out Of BallaMoar the sun rose
and played among the red and yellow
leaves OF the plantation, for the sum.
mer was going out In a blaze OF glory.
They crossed the Curragh, dipped into
the glen. and climbed the corkscrew
path to the mountain.
Stoweil thought he had never felt 10
WELL And the little mare, catching the
contsgion OF his high spirits, snorted
and swung her head at every stride and
dug her feet into the ringing ground.
"Hel!oa, Molly, here We are. at the
top!''
Looking back he saw the fat plain
below, dotted over with farms, each
with its little farmhouse surrounded by
it's clump OF sheltering trees. All
how good to think that every one of
them was a home Of love! Love! That
was the great uniter, the great COM
forter, the great liberator, the great
redeemer! 't"
And to think that all this had been
going on since the beginning OF the
world That generation after genera
tlon some boy had come up this lovely
glen to court his girl Well, what a
glorious place the world was, after all!
His eyes were beaming ike the sun.
shine. and to make his JOY. complete
he galloped over the mountain tops un-
I'll he came TO q point at which he could