The Appeal. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn. ;) 1889-19??, 1923-04-28

Scene, Aren't You Ever Going to
Learn Deceney?"
came along. Gene, you are hopeless.
Now, you get out of here and don't
ever come back.
"Flo!" he entreated. ..-
II mean it."
II reckon then I'll come back to-
morrow and take my medicine" he
replied = ~
"Don't you darew she cried.
Stewart went out and closed the
door. -.-
miss Hammond, you-you don't
know how this hurts me-" said
Florence. What you must think of
us! It's so unlucky that you should
have had this happen right at first.
Now, maybe you won't have the heart
to stay. Oh, I've known more than
one eastern girl to go home without
ever learning what we really are out
here. Miss Hammond, Gene Stewart
is fiend when he's drunk. All the
same 1 know, whatever he did, he
meant no shame to you. Come now,
don't think about it again tonight"
She took up the lamp and led Made
line into a little room. won't you
let me help you undress-can't do
anything for your
"You are very kind, thank you, but
I can manage" replied Madeline.
swell, then, good night. The sooner
I 60 the sooner.vouT rest. Just for
get what happened and think how fine
surprise you're to give your brother
tomorrow"
With that she slipped out and softly
shut the door.
AS Madeline laid her watch on the
bureau she noticed that the time was
past two o'clock. 1t seemed long since
she had gotten off the train. When
she had turned out the lamp and
crept YEARLY into bed she knew what
1t was to be utterly spent. She was
too tired to move finger. :.
When she awakened the room was
bright with sunlight. She was lazily
and dreamily contemplating the mud
walls of this little room when she
remembered where she was and how
she had come there.
How great a shock she had been
subjected to was manifest In SEN
sation Of disgust that overwhelmed
her. She even shut her eyes to try
and blot out the recollection. She felt
that she had been contaminated.
Presently Madeline Hammond again
awoke to the fact she had learned
the preceding night-that there were
emotions to which she had heretofore
been q stranger. She scarcely remem-
bered when she had found 1t neces-
sary to control her emotions. There
had been no trouble, no excitement,
no unpleasantness in her life. It had
been ordered for her-tranquil, luxu-
rious, brilliant, varied, yet always the
same. 70 r.
Then Madeline heard Florence rap
on the door and call softly:
"Miss Hammond. Are you awaken"
awake and dressed. Miss Kings
ley"
Presently there were slow, reluctant
steps outside the front door, then a
pause. and the door opened. Stewart
stood bareheaded in the sunlight. Mad
eline's glance ran over him swift
as lightning. But as she saw his face
now she did, not recognize it. The
mans presence reused In her a revolt.
Yet something in her, the incompre
hensible side Of her nature, thrilled in
the look of this splendid dark-faced
barbarian.
"Mr. Stewart, will you please come
inT" she asked, after that long pause.
81 reckon not" he said. The hope
lessness of his tone meant that he
knew he was not fit to enter room
with her, and did not care OF, cared
too much.
Madeline went to the door. The
mans face was hard, vet It was sad,
too. And 1t touched her.
81 shall not tell my brother Of your
your rudeness to me-" she began.
It was impossible for her to keep the
chill out Of her voice, to speak with
other than the pride and aloofness Of
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