The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1926-12-01

. At that CHASTITY sound in the room
which Jim Lane had stricken to
silence with his stern, sad words
"I'd rather see you In yo1r sshraud
than in that there dress, to marry
the man you've give your word to-
|. Cherry flung her bare white arms
above her head, dropping the cloud
Of her wedding veil, so that it fell in
v pile at her feet.
"Oh, OH" Her voice rose on q
i high, shrill note Of hysteria and on
ger and grief and rain Faith, watch
/. ing her, her own limbs drugged with
| terror and the natural revulsion Of a
, reserved nature toward "scene,"
knew that Cherry could not have
controlled herself to save. her life.
Cherry! Baby!" Mrs. Lane moan
ed, reaching out trembling hand.
Just look what you've done, Jim
Lane. before Cherry's. heightened
friends!"
"Shut up!" Cherry screamed. "Oh,
God! / wish l were dead. MY own
father wishes were dead! He tells
me SO! When all I'm trying to do is
to help my family, to make some-
body Of myself! You want me to
marry a day laborer like you, l
guess!" she whirled upon her father,
who sat looking up " her with stun
ned, almost stupid brown eyes. IF
I'd married Chester Hart or some
other poor but honest working
man" her voice curled like the lash
of u whip around the despiscd words
you've had slobbered all over me
with JOY, and you'd have been per-
fectly satisfied to see me slave and
get old and ugly and raise houscful
Of brs*s, like Mother did! But just
because I've got the looks and the
brains to snatch off q rich husband,
you'd rather see me in my shroud.
II hate you'll" her passionate voice
shrilled on. II hate everybody! Oh!
Obi" .
Regardless Of the wedding veil
which wound itself disastrously about
her tiny, spurning feet, she sped from
the room. shaking off Faiths detain-
ing arm as she passed her.
Lets get out Of this house, Fay!"
"Long" Lane rose, pulling his fright
ened sweetheart to her feet. "Say,
Dad, if you want to beat her again,
won't try to stop you. Good Lord!
What q family!"
Fay Allen, with q shy, frightened
! glance over her shoulder at "Long,"
advanced jerkily TO where Mrs. Lane
sat rocking and weeping. "Good-bye,
Mrs. Lane, Tm-Im glad ! met you.
had q nice" she caught herself
up in time. blushing furiously. "Cood-
bye, Mr.. Lane. III hope I'll see you
: again soon."
Faith suddenly found herself, in
spite Of her terrible distress. liking
the way the girl they had all called
| shat fast Fay Allen" was bravely
going through the gestures Of polite
. leave taking. Even Selma Pruitt and
Frances Warren were smiling almost
naturally a. they acknowledged her
timid farewells.
Goodbye, Fay" Faith moved for
ward suddenly, laid . hand on the
sleeve Of the little brown velvet suit.
"You must come again soon for din
ner. Inn awfully glad you and Long
are such good friends"
"Thank you-Fsith," Fay Aliens
lips tremblsd, then suddenly she
raised her face. confidingly as .
child, for . kiss,
Il think she's sweet" Faith wills
!, pered to "Long" ct the door.
Iet's undress. 1eel foolish in
this Colonial dress. after wearing
short skirts," Selma Pruitt ssised
Frsnces' hand. "0h. Faith. darling,
would you mind bringing our clothes
to your room3.
| With heavy heart, Faith went
slowly 70 Chtrry's door, after having
shown Franess and Selma TO her
own room A. shes lad axpected, the