Western news and the Libby times. [volume] (Libby, Mont.) 1920-1933, 1933-04-13

that you are. And | can only tell
what 1t means--for a girl. | can't, OF
course. for a man. Perhaps they don't
| feel as much as we do. though they
always say they feel more"
She turned her head away for
minute, and then faced him. Il can't
pretend | wouldn't like to live like this
| always" she said. II love the country
| but | haven't any Illusions about IT,
| know that Lady Blanche farmer
any farm-means- lots of hard WORK
lots of loneliness, lots of deprivation
I'd like to have big. beautiful house
In the city, and the constant associa-
ton With delightful people-and all
the rest of 1t. And when q man
whom you like very much, offers them
all to you, and you realize that you
could not only have everything you
want yourself, but give your father
rest and comfort in his old age, and
| your brothers good education, and
-and-you hesitate. You can't help
| IL A. 10 I'LL ANid iCuiHAaliohr ~
course Gale Hamlin Is too tactful, and
/ too-too square. to try to brihe me.
| But 1t amounts to bride just the
same. So I've tried to love him. SO
| that IL could have all this
| thought could, perhaps. But
| can't"
Mary glanced down at Paul, her lips
| quivering little. He was still on
| his knees before her, bis eyes looking
up into hers. more steadily, this time,
| than she could look at him.
| Because" she went on. and her
voice was very low, you feel when
| you love 4 man that 1t doesn't matter
| If he's so poor he hasn't 4 shirt to his
| back. or 30 bad that you've got to
| drag him out of the gutter. II you
can only belong to him. That you'd
rather bake his bread, and sweep bis
| room, and wash his clothes. than sit
on throne Of gold, beside anyone
else. That you want to share his
poverty and hts troubles and make
them easier II you can. That you want
| to turn to him In your own sorrow
| and In your own Joy. That you want
| to marry him-to go to sleep every
| night In his arms, and the first thing
when you wake every morning. to feel
/ his lips on yours. kissing you before
| you begin your days work together.
THAT you hope, In time, he'll be your
chIldren's father
| Paul rose from his knees and walked
bllndly over towards the bay window.
When=h finally came back, his fresh
| young face looked white and old.
you didn't care for Gale Hamlin
| like that he said, rs II he were
scourgIng himself with every word he
spoke, so you wouldn't marry him.
/ You didn't want a man just because
1 he was rich and famous and good.
i And you didn't want Just the easy.
pleasant things, like Blanche. You
wanted the hard part, too That's
that's the way you cared for me-"
YES" said Mary. unsteadily.
"And you don't any more
1t was not question. Nevertheless,
Mary answered 1t with one.
do you think it likely?" she asked
Paul bowed his head. NO." he
said, II don't think It's likely. OF
course know It's impossible. 1t was
insane OF me to think for one minute
| that you could marry me now, after
| what ! did to you. when you cared
like that. | ask your forgiveness from
the bottom OF my heart, but | know
don't deserve 1t and don't expect to
get 1t. Good-by."
Later In the spring. just before sne
went back to Hamstead, Mary re-
ceived limp square letter, on coarse
tan-colored paper with a red triangle
In the corner.
Dear Mary 1t said y
Il won't bother you by writing you
doing 1t this once.
Il do love you. ! know you don't
believe me and II you decide to marry
| Mr.. Hamlin after all, I'll try to be
glad because | know he deserves you
AS much as any man can deserve
you-and | don't, but I'll make you
believe me, anyway when | get home
1t would be silly OF me to say Ill be
more worthy Of you then, for OF course
I'll never be worthy Of you. But I'll
make you believe me, anyway. And
II don't ever get home, please try
hard to believe me without any more
telling than just this. For | do. |
do. with all my heart and soul. Per-
haps | didn't before, but | do now.
God bless you.
"Yours always,