The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1933-10-13

I thought I'd 60 down town with
Mis- Harvey. We saw 4 fine pic
ture, but kind Of sad. Where she
dies dies ! !. said 70 Miss Harvey I
Joan might have been deaf. for
al she heard. Her fingers would be
busy going through the little sheaf
Of letters on the hall table. Bills.
Advertisements. Lodge notices. All
for Maisie.
"Maisie-no letter for me? No
body telephoned-not q thin0!"
Maisie tried to comfort her. "How
old did you say he was? Nineteen?
Well mmm now | wouldn't
are changeable. They aren't like
women. But never you mind, you'll
forget, too. Nov suppose you and !
just 60 over to Mis- Harvey's whist
tournament tonight. ! wouldn't be
surprised If her nephew was there.
Hes real good looking"
Then Joan's gray-green eyes
would darken with pain, and there
would come the little trembling, pa
thetic smile that went straight to
Maisie's warm heart.
"You don't understand. I can't
ever forget. How can ]. when ! love
"Well, all you can do is leave her
alone, poor kid" Maisie told her
bosom friend, Agnes Harvey. "She
has that sweet, yielding way, but
it's only . look-you can't change
her"
In the big house in Sausalito Ev-
vie Van Fleet was saying the same
thing-without sympathy.
II did my best. My conscience is
clear. Now I wash my hands Of
her."
'But people will find out-they'll
talk. Well have her back here in
trouble yet ] know. You wait.
you'll see" Aunt Babe whim-
pered, dabbling ct her pink nose.
It had been . bitter pill for them
70 swallow. No sooner was the
garage man who had had the impu-
dence to ring the front door bell and
ask for Joan. out OF the house than
the bell rang again, and Evvie had
TO answer it, because Heeley was
washing in the basement.
A telegram this time. Nick Dit
weller, the messenger, whom Evvie
had known all her life, and who
certainly knew what was in the
message, watched her avidly while
she read It.
It was fifty words, and it came
collect by Western Union. Joan
wasn't on the train. Mrs. Marden
was distracted. The conductor
feared . tragedy. They would make
every effort TO get news. The con-
ductor was wiring back along the
line, And would Miss Van Fleet
wire instructions ct once.
Evvie read it through twice. She
knew. She was no fool. Evvie. She
kent into the library and wrote her
answer. On the way back to the Of
flee Ditweller read it. II was quite
short, and It was TO the effect thst
Mrs. Marden and the conductor
could stop worrying. Joan got Of
the train IN the early morning to
post q letter, and the train went on
without her. Joan had wired her
aunt Postal Telegraph. and she WAS
going on with the next section. The
cousin would meet Joan in Phila-
delphia.
"You should Be ashamed to spend
Ill that money TO telegraph 4 lie"
Babe cried when she heard. "Be.
sides she'll come hack TOTO find
that boy-and then"
II can't help til wash my
hands"
"But they'll live here, Evvie.
He'll marry her-we1l have 70 see
them every day"
Hell never marry her. She'll
never see him Again!"
"Evvie-you think you're always
right. You can't tell. / tell you he'll
be waiting for her"
Evvie smiled. "Think Is you like.
But I'm telling you-he gave her
up. III talked him into It." Her
lip curled. 1T wasn't hard. He's
big-but he's only : boy"
Ito Be Continued Tomorrow