Plentywood herald. [volume] (Plentywood, Mont.) 1908-current, 1929-04-25

young barber confronted his fiancee in
the Bebe sitting room.
Eva" he choked, Il can't go through
with i'll"
You can't go throuh with what?"
cried the teacher, a hand at her heart.
I've gone through hell the past
couple OF months. l killed Arson Tay-
lor-took the husband from Sarah Tay-
lor and the father from her kids.
They'll always be in want. Sarah's
that kind"
What are you talking about? What
do you think you can do?"
I've got-to ~look-after them. I'm
responsible for the scrape they're in.
And that means-I can't earn enough
to support two families. Besides, it
wouldn't-be fair-to you"
Charles Fisk"
The Selectmen are going to send
those girls away-break up the family.
The mothers most insane. ! killed the
father and-it stops me-from marry
ing. His voice was so husky he stopped
and turned away.
But we've got our house bought and
everything!"
Il know that. It's not because I've
stopped loving you, dear, that II ask
you-to release me. And I'll have to
give up my law reading, too. Those
girls-are going-to be frightfully ex-
penSlve TO raise. I've got TO buckle
down to my shop and try to see it
through"
Eva's voice rang sharp with agony.
She started toward him and swooned
half way. 1t was midnight before Fisk
left Aaron Bede's residence.
And he never entered it again.
When a purchaser had been found
for the Washburn property, and the
money divided between them, Eva
Bede went to Europe. She had always
wanted to go to Europe, she said. Be-
sides, on her return it would make her
more proficient in her teaching. since
regaining her position presented no
problem.
The evening of the day she departed,
her father came TO the Whitney house
barber shop. His speech was brief and
drastic.
Il think you're a dam fool, Fisk" he
said. "All tn same, I've got q sneakin'
admiration fr you'll don't know where
it comes from. If you ever see a chance
t quit your small town barberin' and
tackle a good business, don't be afraid
t come t me FIR money"
III make out all right" Charley said
thickly. The shops paying fairly well.
Thirty to fifty dollars a week l make
here. And Paris is growing"
But see here, SON! Don't you know
you can't go on bein' tn meal ticket FIR
a wilder without causin' talk? 'Tain't
exactly respectable"
I'm thinking about that, too. l sup
pose-the upshoot of the whole affair
will be-Well, sooner or later I'll
marry her"
Marry Sarah Taylor?"
He broke down and sobbed like a boy,
however. before Aaron quit the shop.
And why not? Yet by some queer
kink of soul or conscience, only by such
sacrificial penance did Charles Fisk,
barber, consider he might square him.
self with his Maker for taking the life
Of ar innocent man.
Eva Bede stayed abroad a year.. Word
reached her in Spain of her fathers
death by stroke. 1t brought her home,
The second night of her return, she
came face to face with the new Bene-
dict in the postoffice.
How do you do, Mr.. Fisk?" she said
Her face was pale. but her voice was
steady. She wore an outfit she had
bought in France-quite the smarteSt
hat, coat and frock the town had seen
to date. Yet her fine face showed tiny
lines as of suffering about her eyes
which had not been there the week
she departed. Charley did not miss
them. He mumbled something about
being well.
Il hear that you and the former Mrs,
Taylor seem to be quite happy to-
gether."
20, yes, we're happy"
I'm going to teach the eighth grade
this next year. I'll probably have your
eldest daughter for a pupil"
His eldest daughter-going to school