Shoshone journal., 1923-07-27

I these looked just as mothy as tn
: | others did He wondered disconteni
: edly II any other woman on cart
found moths In everything. the wa
Jep did
I'm bet you'll find moths In tn
new bungalow" he told her. 'Ill be
you'll find moths In paradise ;
Through dinner she talked Of thu
new bungalow, and Qauson, going II
By the fire, groaned- He filed his
pipe and thought about the flreplact
which drew so well and the old brown
tile and the book shelves near enough
| 10 reach from his chair. But II wasn't
these things which held him. 1t was
| their glorious accustomedness.
II don't want to leave this place"
be Insisted "Im used to It'll tell
you, Jep, I'm SO used to IT that I'm
I'm rooted. I'd be miserable any
where eyse.'
I'm used to It. too" she admitted.
Truly, for all my talk, I'm home
sick already"
itl . tul tanning dDO4t ~ AOA
now" said Clauson.
The evening passed as all evenings
passed. They considered the theater
and gave up going. They considered
telephoning for somebody to come In
and make up a table and gave that
up. too. Clauson lighted the fire and
smoked and Jep read aloud. Then
they sat talking. Once they disagreed.
Then they slipped into silence. :.
And Causon fell to thinking Of Miss
Rickson- He had heard her say In
credibly little and yet he could feel
the zest, the laughter, the thrill which
talk with her could conceivably hold.
But he and Jep had nothing to say to
each other, really, which they had not
already said.
He rose abruptly. I'm going out
for little while, Jep," he said.
"Where on earth are you goingw
she rejoined, as always.
This time as he went he did not |
-epIy.
At q chemists he called up the |
Scared boarding house and asked for
Mss Ruth Rickson.
I've something I want to talk over
With you," he told her earnestly. "Are
-ou well enough to have bite of sup
rer with meT
II am not, thank you," came back
t him crisply. won't this wait till
fr,or J. |
hen."
"It Will not watt" said Clauson,
nst as crisply. And then she said
hat the landlady sometimes let her
Sc her own sitting room and she
'ould see. Ten minutes and Clauson
'as In the landlady's sitting room and
nth Rickson sat before him. She
as in her office dress and she waited
rimly and as If she were about to
Ike dictation, but with a faint,
lzzled frown.
1t was terrible room, this in which
ey were seated. The colors fairly
cked horns. Above Miss Rickson's
lad depended bright oil of a dog
uch too large for his kennel. The
,ht swoOped down from the naked
s jets. There was an odor of cold
orage
Il can't get you out of my mind"
auson began abruptly. Look here:
want to help you."
Help meT She looked still more
zzled. Her somewhat wary pres
ce was not as Clauson had lmaged !,
She made 1t bit difficult for him .
go on. He was not very sure what .
Intended to say-anyhow-had not :
IN sure, any Of the time. He had Il
pended on inspiration and her man. =
was not inspiring him. ',
Yes. Help-help you somehow to -
a better deal" he brought out. =
Thank you. That's very nice Of :,
|. How?" inquired Miss Rickson L
Idly. 1t was the exact manner in
ch she sometimes said, "Win you III
II that name for me, please?" :"
1auson f1oundered. Il don't
W." he said. You tell me. What IN
you-what do you want to do?"
liss Rickson was watching him. 1t
e to Clauson that she was enor- de
lsly able to take care of herself,
make her own deals. There In the tn
., taking his orders In silence, def
ltial, gentle, she had never seemed otl
hing like SO elf-sufficlent as she
ned now. II
want to be stenographer," she
THAT'S fairly plain, isn't 1t, by Ex
taking the trouble to learn the
p
es, Of course. But haven't you
other ambition7 Haven't You r
wanted" Clauson was feeling oaa
sr foolish, as If the only reason tbe
h he could think Of offhand for tbs
ng to see her had failed. drs
n.y. said Miss Rickson, "I SUD- ws,
| want 10 be married" tho
luson was startled. "You are Arc
TO he married1" he inquired. sbo
obody that I'd have has ever cIat
me. But" said Miss Eickson -,
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