The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1930-07-04

NIENEN sat In the little summer
house on the bank of the lake.
" stricken. Aghast, he watched the
green and white blot which WAS
Susan's canoe grow smaller as il head
Ell for her home dock
In all the years since they were
children and had been coming with
their families for the summers AT
Crescent lake he had never seen heI
so angry with him. AT his feet on
the plank floor glittered the platinum
ring, with its square diamond. over
which she had been so happy few
months before when their engage
ment was announced
With little groan Steven twined
one arm around the rough bark of the
railing and dropped his head upon
it. Life without Susan was unthink
able. Susan-the girl whose 1.-THE
form could shoot through the water
with speed equal TO his who quar-
relied with him and laughed with him,
but who he had felt certain always
loved him!
81 won't marry jealous mani" she
had cried. "The idea of your object
ing to my going around with George
RanderpOo when we've known his
people so well and everything had
10 be polite to him. didn't l. while he
was here at the hotel?"
Perhaps some of SuSan'S wrath
came from the fact that secretly she
felt little guilty. Even the most
loyal young woman may not be able
TO resist frank admiration such as
had been expressed by Randerpool's
dark eyes looking into her pansy-blue
ones And perhaps she had wanted
TO torment Steven a triile. He was so
sure of her. And the little quarrel
had ended by her breaking their en-
gagement.
Slow resentment was beginning TO
stir within Steven when he dimly was
aware that his name was being called
from the door of the little summer
house. He looked for some seconds at
Isabel Dewev, lettering back and forth
on her rubber heels, before he com
pretended that she wanted his at
tentiOn
Gracious !" she said at last in her
singularly low voice. Are you asleep?
We want a fourth at doubles-come
on!
1t would always be like that, Steven
thought bitterly as he got to his feet.
Life always would be interrupting
a mans tragedies by call TO dinner
or something equally silly. He at
tackled the ball vigorously and he and
Isabel won three sets.
"You were a champion last year
at college, weren't your" she asked
admiringly when ii was over. There
was something very gratifying TO him
= in her frank admiration just then.
although before today he had not been
attracted to her. Before he knew
it, as they walked along. he was tell
ing Isabel about his broken engage
ment. Why not! BY tomorrow all
the summer resort would know the
news.
Isabel Dewey bent on him a look
which was combination of surprise
and sympathy. "Now, you've got to
be brave, Steven" she told him. "YOu
can't let this wreck your life When
ever you just have to talk about it you
come to mel"
Ii was really very decent of her,
Steven thought, TO appreciate his trou-
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Isabel than he had thought.
There was. II is one thing to make
kittenlike dabs at another girls prop
erty and entirely different when the
property is delivered into ones hands
Before Steven realized it he was
spending most of his time with Isabel
Dewey, and her mother rocking on
the hotel Yeranda was already plan
ming Isabel's trOuSSeau and furniture.
II would be a triumph for her daugh-
ter to capture Steven Bissmer, hand
some, charming and hitherto consid
cred as hopelessly ensnared by Susan
Card. Susan, much to Mrs. Dewey's
relief, had removed herself from the
scene the day after her quarrel with
Steven. She had gone to BantOn for
an indefinite visit-and had left no
word for Steven.
He told himself that he had definite
ly put her out of his mind. was finding
out what wonderful girl Isabel Dew
ey was-sympathetic TO degree never
betrayed by Susan, a true woman
They canoed in the moonlight after
their daily tennis and insensihly their
talk drifted from Stevens broken ro-
nance to just romance There are
some girls TO whom moonlight lends
added beauty and Isabel was one of