Plentywood herald. [volume] (Plentywood, Mont.) 1908-current, 1927-09-23

heart was clear M plain. This was q
man any might love. She had to
tight TO keep her voice mistaken.
But you are married." she said.
I'm getting unmarried Just as fast as
can. I began divorce proceedings the
day after 1 kissed you"
As she sat dazed by this revelation. he
bent over her and caught her hand to
his lips.
please. Mary he begged her. You
can move the altar over to my house.
and being a doctors wife will give you
plenty to do in front Of 1T the rest Of
your life"
But she pulled her hand away. COM
pletely aghast by the results Of her di-
plomacy. What have l done2" she &C.
cused herself family. 81 thought I was
saving Maisie from you. n instead I've
taken from her the most wonderful thing
In the world"
All the way home he argued and plead
ed over this point. At first he had been
highly amused by 1t. Then. when he saw
the serious barrier 1t was erecting be-
tween them, he strove to demolish it.
She would not betray to him Maisie's in
tentions, but kept reiterating that Maisie
cared for him.
Just as much as she does for that
post over there" he reasoned with her.
Not but that she'd marry me, probably,
in a minute-but for what I could give
her. l wouldn't marry Maisie for mil
lions of dollars. One venture into mat
rimony with q girl of her type is more
than enough.
AS she still chung steadfastly to her re-
fusal even to consider his proposal, be
took a second momentous ride that eve
ming. He laid his difficulties before
Maisie. He repeated all that he had said
that day TO her mother. though In an en-
tirely different tone of voice.
81 want you to help me get rid of this
damn TOO idea Of hers that she's inter
fering with your happiness. As l told her.
/ haven't a doubt you'd marry me for my
money and position, you hardened young
wording. Now, you can have that, with
a handsome husband your own age
thrown in"
$50 that's what you think I'd be mar
rying you for?" she inquired.
She waited for a less populated section
of the city to enlighten him. 1t was true
that a month ago 1t would have made no
difference to her plan of marrying him
IL he had been ~bald-headed, knock-kneed,
f~alse-toothed. But at their first meeting
she had unexpectedly liked his voice, his
eyes. his bearing; at the second she had
decided she far preferred unruly hair
grayi4ag at the temples to the beslicked
pompadours of her younger friends, and
p1i3b a1Aa LIZ ,Atd
to a mans appearance: at the third she
had reflected she would need all her wits
when she married this man or he would
be her master. at the fourth she did not
care If he would be, for she had fallen
genuinely in love with him. Maisie had
not experimental in love since she was
twelve without knowing the real thing
when she met it. She had never intend
ed to experience this disconcerting emo
ton; 1T disturbed her Judgment, ham
pered her customary dexterity. 10 would
have fitted much better into her plans
to counterfeit 1t; however, here 1t Was,
md tonight she must make him ret lie
1t.
Maisie knew the power Of warm young
arms around an obdurate neck, OF warm
young lips against even unwilling ones.
She dismissed the thought Of her mother
as q rival as too fantastic for consldera-
ton. Old as she was. with that worn,
pale face-
She wished she had not evoked the
thought of its WEAKNESS, its pallor. IT
haunted her as she waited for some dark
turn in the road. A rotten deal in life
her mother had had, all right enough
always would have. With those queer
ideas of hers she probably would keep on
working, wouldn't take the doctors
money even When 1t belonged to Maisie
What a wonderful chance that proposal
dropping down on her today, must have
seemed to her, and what a dead game
sport she'd been to turn it down.
Despise herself as she did for this In
credible weakness and se~ntimentality
these untoward thoughts grew In
strength, overpowered her imagination
checked her ever ready speech, drove her
into q COURSE of action wholly incon-
sistent with her philosophy OF life. AS
they went up the stairs, she found her.
self unbelievably promising:
A right. old bird. Count on me.
I'll make her see what's what. I'm GER
tainly thanking God I'm not going tc
have to marry you myself to get the
money into the family"
Her role of Cupid satisfactorily per-
formed, Maisie developed an unaccount-
able restlessness. The doctors proposal
of a year at finishing school she hpoted
at; instead. she substituted q winter In
Hollywood.
I'm not especially pretty she point
I'd out with her accustomed frankness
But there's something about me that
makes people sit up n take notice and
that / bet I can get across the screen"
The doctor, who was in high good hui
NOR these days, seconded this modest as
sertion, and between them they over
came Mary's objections. Maisie. In the
| klllQ Va tlObliCb cliC "a CuhiiC VA VAsA
the slimmest of silk umbrellas, shining
luggage, a generous wad in her pocket
book. set forth for the Mecca OF SO many
youthful hopes.
On the way home. Mary wept over her
departure against the doctors shoulder
a process both found amazingly agree
able.
tits not Just that / hate to see her &c
into that work." she grieved. ITS that
she SO obviously doesn't care an atom
about leaving us. l don't believe Maisie
has ever cared for anybody in all bel
life
She's not the only one" the doctor
comforted her. They're a tough propo-
sition. this generation Of youngsters
Live your own life. and the devil take
the hindmost."
Maisie, to be sure, was not weeping IL