Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1923-06-01

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the blaze. '"''
Beautiful. Driftwood, Ell? Rather
hard to get isn't itY"
She smiled.
sary." ''
That's right That's right. I sun
pose the dinners waItIngYo
II was useless question-askea
merely for the sound Of it. John knew
mat dinner was ready. II always was
ready The home Of Dir. and Mrs
John Darlington was one in which
nothing ever was awry. He went on:
! es' OF course. IT'S waiting. just a
moment, Sweetheart, until tidy % a
Dit ana III be with you. Only a mo-
ment-1
lie hurried up the stairs. while again
the gaze Of Medaine Darlington sought
the names, the gaze Of one whose mind
y peopied with anguish. But In a mo-
inent more, it had vanished. John was
beside her, bowling In mock overpolite-
ness and Offering his arm In an ex-
travagant Invitation TO the table.
Many congratulations today" he
SAID as they seated themselves. -Four
or I'VE OF the boys dropped in to tell
me their troubles. and incidentally TO
say now much they envied US. Strange
what a few little numbers will do.
isn't liz"
Marvellous" Her self-pOssession
had returned with him before her she
was again the usual Medaine Caring
ton. This is the tenth year, without
a quarrel"
John laughed.
And our idea may spread. Bentley's
married you know-just last week.
Came into the office today. Told him
all about our system, and how It's
worked out. AN that you need for
happiness, Bent / said. is to learn to
count to hundred Then. I went on
and told how It had worked with US.
how we simply schooled ourselves into
the habit Of counting to a hundred be-
fore we said an unkind word. how, If
one Of US was nervous or irritable. IL
became the duty Of the other to hold
in, and the wonderful result that we've
attained. After all, dearest, it's all
very simple, isn't it?"
Extremely So" For Just an instant
her eyes clouded-only to brighten
again Tive never seen prettier roses
than the ones you sent today, John"
That's what you're always good
enough to say. By the way, this roast
is done to turn. never tasted bet
ter"
The meal progressed to a perfect
conclusion-as 1t always did Once
more, they were before the driftwood
flame. She took his hand in hers.
after all, it's remarkable that two
persons could go through ten years Of
married life without quarrel, isn't II,
Iohn?
He nodded. Then:
'Yes-in a way Then again. all that
is necessary is common sense"
81 suppose so. But haven't there
been times when I have tried you ter
ribly, when I've made you so angry
that you couldn't hold your temper?"
mo. not once, dearest. One simply
couldn't lose his temper with you"
"There-you mustn't say that Be
sides. the main point. suppose. is the
fact that it's been accomplished. Ten
years of married life without even a
quarrelr'
She rose then. and moved slowly
into the shadows. Again her hands
knitted unconsciOusly. An expression.
as Of acute pain came into her eyes.
John did not see-he was gazing into
the flames and watching the col0rings
as they came and went.
"Ten years without a quarrel It's
something TO be proud Of. something TO
boast about to your friends and"
'Yes, I suppose So"
There was something in her tone
which caused him to look up quickly
to glance toward her as though she
had uttered a dissertation. The flick
erlng of the fireplace caught her fea-
tureu. to display them as singularly
pale. singularly drawn and indicative
of suffering. He half rose-but she
motioned him back.
"P1ease sit there, John. Pve-some-
thing to tell you
"Why. dearest? You seem So
"Don't-please." She gripped the |
back of a chair as though for support.
'T-want to say II as quickly as pos !
sible. I'm going away, John The |
voice was faint.
He was silent for a moment. At |
last:
well. II you feel that you should
Of course. II would be better from
financial point II you waited while.
)ut II you really want to"
81 don't mean that way. John. I'm
lot coming back"
"Not-" He stared AT her in non