The Washington times., 1929-02-11
Living in Memory Of Ameri'
can Sweetheart Freckles In
cites the Love Of a Naughty
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peal was futile! his uncle was
rapidly working himself into q
rage as he rose.
very well, Uncle MAXWELL, IN
never ask you again"
Dinner was announced. ard
they strolled into the drawing
room. Lord and Lady ArdiIuans
were an attractive old couple,
and the young lady, Freckles
was surprised to see, was the
girl whose runaway horse he had
stopped in the afternoon!
Good evening. Miss Strathern."
Freckles said formally, Il am
happy to see you are quite re:
covered from your experience
Kathleen Strathern was much
more effusive in her thanks than
she had been q few hours b.
fore. Evidently some one had
talked to her, or she had had a
change Of heart for her cold
haughtiness was no longer evi-
dent.
Good evening. Lord O'Moore,"
she answered. II must thank yeu
again for saving me from a bad
fall this afternoon. But why did
you run away in such hurry"
Freckles was tempted TO tell her
that she had not asked him to
ride with her and her friends,
but he thought better of it.
Why didn't you tell US about
it, dear?" questioned Aunt Ellen,
OF him as she heard the story.
Il only stopped her horse
there wac nothing to TELL" he
replied.
At dinner Kathleen was seated
beside him. He had learned to
manage his food very dexterousiy
with his left hand, but he was
still sensitive and self-conscious.
Once he saw Kathleen's eyes
glued on his right sleeve for just
a second. How he hated their
all too apparent efforts to ignore
his infirmity! How he hated
their sympathetic glances and
tactless comments! He wished he
might have died when the fall
ing tree crushed his chestl But
suddenly little smile twisted
his lips, for through his unhappy
mind flashed the Angels .admoni-
ton. Freckles James Ross Nc
Lean, you just try dying, and
you'll get a good SLAP How
he loved her. his Angel And
how he longed to hear her ger
voice. to see the sparkle In her,
unspoiled eyes. to run his fingers
through her silken hair-hair the
color of q new penny in the sun!
The Angel, who could look at him
and talk to him for hours, and
never even see his arm!
So ran his thoughts, and he be-
came inattentive and unregponsive
through the rest OF the dinner; but
later the music was lovely, and he
asked Kathleen to dance. AS he
put the manned arm d ound her
waist, he felt her vince slightly.
it was the last. straw. He dropped
his arms, turned on his heel, and
dashed out of the room. leaving
her standing there. staring after
him.
He. went into his library, sa
down at his desk. drew out liisf
stationery. and picked lB a pen.
There was one decent thime liz IA 3
stfIl to do, ana he would not nut
1T off any longer he would 10 thai
final thing aow.
He must write to the Angel and
tell her she Was ree.g
But waif-he must be- dinlonaa tic
about ii. For ii. lie let her know
how much he really bVed her, her
generosity and loyalty would nake
n - SH4vs - A. -. S2sss - II - ~.
ity. So he must let her think HI
did not really care 1T alI:: it would
hurt her for time, but 1t had to
be done to save her. He would
rather die than marry her, and
then live to see the look come into
her eyes that he had seen III the
eyes Of other girls. girls like Kath-
leen Strathefn. So Ia lippsd his
pen IN the Ink and wrote:
Dearest Angel:
There Is no use naineing words.
Angel am q failure; / am doing
nothing, and am Tilted TO do moth
Ing seem 70 be stffled Iby .cpn-
ventions, by the unvielding iaher-
tied laws Of aristocraoy. and by
Uncle MaxWelFs relentless, .don1i-
sheering personality.
You would not know me now.
TIM no fit companion for anyone,
I've grown cynical. sarcastic and
illtempered. OR4 thing remains
clear before ma know that i
cannot risk hurting your pride or
being 4 burden to you. Anyway.
why should q young and beautiful
girl want q cripple for q husband?
ii Is best for you to forget me.
cannot allow your loyalty. and
generosity to overshadow your bet.
ter judgment.
hope you do not think am
ungrateful or unappreciative I'm
not. / am trusting you to under.
stand, az always.
MY love and affectiOnate re-
CARDS to all my dear friends in the
Limberlost. OF whom you are the
shining light.
"FRECKLEs.s
Then he sealed and stamped II,
and lest he grow cowardIy and
changednis mind, he gave 1t to Bar
low, with Instructions to send Il
out on the morning post.
tcepyrigllt. 1929. by King Features
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