The Bottineau courant. (Bottineau, Bottineau County, N.D.) 1895-1929, 1922-07-06
lR desired from the world.


Youth Is always selfish. pursued
the gray-haired man. his square stub
born face looking wrinkled and III
low. his cool aged eyes upon the youth
ful face before him. aOne can scarcely
blame Harold Tor looking ont Tor him.
sef. After d man has been married ii
year riches are mighty nice to have.
or course I think him mighty Silly Ia
pass up q girl like You for d plain LIT.
tie girl like Edna, but
81 am very sleepy burst out Rose
ftriouslgs 4 CLINT OF tears In her stormy
blue eyes, TT
The other laughed you car scarce
" be sleepy at 80 O'Clock, he
tsased IT viii get out the car. and we
can q with the moonbeams. The
clouds / being whipped along BY the
wind, and we shall have rain before
long.
Rose made no pretense OF listening
further. Her mind was flied with
Harold; Harold whom she bad fancied
bound to her BY iron links; Harold
whom she could choose or An.
grily she stamped her foot upon the
worn stair carpet. She had been toy.
Ing prettfly with Harold while he had
been trying to decide whether Of moi.
he could give up all for love. she had
never looked at marriage from the
mans point Of view. Marriage to
Harold meant the dividing OF q salary
that was not more than adequate for
one. 1t meant the giving up OF his
liberty. Instead Of giving up q posi-
tion al stenographer for the pleasant
duties Of a home life, as Rose would
do, 1t meant that he must work hard
er, must provide for her future; In
stead of having only the responsibility
of getting a months room rent ahead,
that he must spend SO shrewdly that
they would save for the home they
would ultimately need. <s$
and I thought the choice lay with
me-" stormed Rose, when she had
reached the haven OF her room
Thought that I would be very noble to
give up the ideas Of pretty frocks and
a car Of my own to marry a clerk and
start out in a three-room fiat. A. K
I'd think Of marrying for money. r.
Weeping bitterly she flung herself up
on her, bed. II see now that III ] want
q Q tiny home and--Harold.n
Below In the parlor suite her elderly
admirer waited patiently. IL Rose, as
he expected, came running downstairs
again, he would take her out Ia. his
handsome car and propose. He was
getting old and he needed q fresh
young arm to lean upon. He hated to
pay for service. AS his wife she must
give 1t freely.
But while he dreamed, half asleep,
Rose, stif1ed by, the intense heat, crept
downstairs and went to the tiny park
opposite where she sat down on a
bench and tried to cool her Hot cheeks.
"Rose," the low voice sent a magical
wave Of JOY into the girlish heart that
had SO foolishly risked Its chance at
happiness, II saw you come out. /
was selfish enough to hesitate because
I know that / shall never be .a>.rich
man without some outside aid, but,
Rose, money cannot buy the most i'm
portant thing in life. I love you, dear,
and I believe that we can find our
happiness between our own walls. Il
you will help me we a get a tiny
cottage somewhere where we can
breathe. I earn only $50 a. week.
Do you think we can spread that oyer?
Can you cook and mend and do the
many things that a poor mans wife
must dow. g.
And, Rose, grasping eagerly at the
Joys that she had so nearly lost, felt
that the silver of romance was far
more desirable than the glittering gold
Of the world. YES" she cried, ardent
"; "of course l can, Harold. Why
didn't Won settle II all soOnerf"