The Oakley herald. [volume] (Oakley, Idaho) 1908-1961, 1922-05-26
CHAPTER vI-continued.

But though Clarendon Bromfield
had no doubt of the issue of his suit,
the friendship of Beatrice for this Eel.
low from Arizona stabbed his vanity.
II hurt his class pride ana his personal
self-esteem that she should take pleas
ure In the mans society. Bee never
had been well-bfoken to harness. He
set his thin lips tight and resolved
that he would stand no nonsense of
this sort after they We're married. If
she wanted 10 flirt II would have to be
with some one In their own set.
Beatrice could not understand her
self. she knew that she was behav-
ing rather lndscreetly, though she did
not fathom the cause of the restless
ness that drove her to Clay Lindsay.
he truth Is that she was longing for
an escape from tie empty life she was
Leading, had been seeking one for years
without knowing II. Surety this round
Of social frivolltles, the chatter OF
these silly women ana SNUG tailor
made meh, could not be all there was
10 life. She must have been made
for something better than that.
And when she was with Clay she
knew she had been. He gave her
vision OF life through eyes that had
known open, Wide spaces, clean, whole
some, and sun-kissed. He stood on his
own feet and did his own thinking.
Simply. with both hands. he took hold
OF problems and examined them
stripped of all trimmings. The man
was elemental, but he was keen and
broad-gauged. 1t amazed her one day
to learn that he had read William |
James and understood his philosophy |
much better than she did.
There was In her mind no intention |
whatever of letting herself do any |
thing so foolish as to marry him. But
there were moments when the thought |
of II had dreadful fascination for
her. She did not Invite such thoughts
to remain with her.
For she meant TO accept Clarendon
Bromfield In her own good time and
make her social position In New York
absolutely secure. She had been In the
fringes too hong not to appreciate a
chance 10 get into the social Holy of
Hoiirs
A b0w-legged little man In a cheap.
wrinStad suit with silk kerchief
knotted loosely round his neck stopped
in 'front.' OF window where a girl was
selling stamps.
Il wantta see the postmaster"
"Torrid'y'right. Observation-Disclosures
left she said, just as though il were
two words
Az that the freckled-face little fellow
opened wider his skim-milk eyes and
his v eak mouth. Come again. ma'am,
please
"Corridy'right. Observation-Disclosures
eft.' she repeated. Next
The inquirer knew as much as he
lid before, hut re lacked the courage
% ask for an English translation. He
hufled = say from the window and a
helplessly, swept up by the
de Of nurrying people that flowed
into the building and
i,bed out 81 II. From this he was '
Dssed into . nackwater that brought |
i'm TO anoiner window. 2
Il wanfts As-s the postmaster OF this b
urg," he snnouDced again with a
laintiye WHINE. Il
what abo1tT' asked the man back n
The ;.'atinx. a
'fmIortaD, business. amigo. Where's
ai?'' p
The man directed him to door upon n
hich WAS printed the legend. super h
Tor iepr NJ ts,sfppIaiDfS" q
well. sir. WHat can do for you?" n
2 man behind the big desk snapped. n
Il wanfta SIZE the postmaster" dl
"Whar about p "
y GOT important business with him"