The Grenada sentinel. [volume] (Grenada, Miss.) 1868-1955, 1922-07-07


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81 Was Wondering When You Were Go
ing to Ask Me Again to Marry YOU"
l think I'll get up and give three ring.
ing cheers"
"Td like to see you do that" she
Knocked.
"Of course you know I'm the happi-
est man In the world" he said, with
well-Oydered cOmpOsure.
you're not exactly what I'd call a
rapturOus lover, Clary. But I'm not,
either, for hat matter, so l dare say
We'll hit it off very WELL"
I'm a good deal harder hit than I've
ever let on, dear girl. And I'm going
to make you very happy. That's a
promise"
Nevertheless he watched her warily,
behind a manner Of graceful eager
ness. A suspicious little thought was
filtering through the back of his mind.
What the deuceNhas got into the girl?
has she been quarreling with that
bOunder from ArizOna?"
I'm glad of that. I'll try to make
you a good wife, even if" She let the
sentence die out unfinished.
May l tell everybody how happy /
amY'
eff you like" she agreed.
"a short engagement" he ventured.
"Yes," she nodded. and take me
away for a while. I'm tired of New
York, i think"
I'll take you to a place where the
paths are primrose-streWn and where
nightingales sing" he promised, rashly.
She smiled inc%redulously, IA wise old
little smile that had no right on her
young face.
The report of the engagement spread
at once. Bromfeld took care of that.
The evening of the day the Runt heard
Of the engagement he told his FRIEND
about it while Kitty was in the
kitchen.
Miss Beatrice she's wearin' q new
ring" he said by way of breaking the
news gently.
Clay turned his head slowly and
looked at Johnnie.
"Bromfeld?" he asked.
yep. That's the story"
1.-THE ring was on the left hand?"
"Yep."
Clay made no comment. His friend
Knew enough to say nj more to him.
Presently the cattleman went out. It
was in the small hours Of the morning
when he returned. He had been
tramping the streets to get the fever
out Of his blood.
But Johnnie discussed with Kitty at
length this new development, just as
he had discussed with her the fact that
Clay no longer went to see the Whit |
fOrds. Kitty made a shrewd guess at
the cause Of division. She had already
long since drawn from the cOwpuncher
the story of how Miss Beatrice had re-
jected his proposal that she take an
interest in her. |
They must "a quarreled-likely |
about me being here. I'm sorry you
told her."
II don't reckon that's it. Miss Bea-
trice she's got too good judgment for
that"
II ought to 60 away. I'm only bring
ing Mr.. Lindsay trouble. If he just
could hear from his friends In Arizona
about that place he's trying to get me,
I'd 60 right Off"
He looked at her w~istfully. Kitty
had begun to bloom again. Her cheeks
were taking on their old rounded con-
tour and occasionally dimples Of de-
light flashed into them. Already the
Of g siX-weeks' misery among
the submerged derelicts of the city
vas beginning TO be wiped from her
mind like the memory of q bad dream
rom which size had awakened. lose
vas Il clar~rg OF hc::' l:iipy. tssH,.n
nature Size wanted to ii!n ~ the :!.r
among smiles and LAUGHTER. She was
Ike d kitten il he's desire to he pcttet.
much of AMI admired. Almost
who liked her could win a
in her affection.
%JoEnnie's case was not SO hopeless
IS he imagined it.
Over their goodnight smoke Clay
ave a warning. Keep yore eyes
pen, Johnnie. ] was trailed to the
today by n of the fellows With
the night | called Oh him. II !
pells trouble. | reckon the 'Pacifes ]
re going 10 leave tie reservation
gain" 4