Western news and the Libby times. [volume] (Libby, Mont.) 1920-1933, 1933-03-16

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words with her.
She held the door half-oPen without
inviting him to enter as he made his
request, and the corners of her mouth
twltched. He had the uncomfortable
feeling that she saw through him per-
fectly.
would you like the Autobiography
OF Charles Francis AdamsY" she
asked.
He looked at her miserably. You
| know / couldn't make head nor tall
| of It," he said, In the voice OF a pris-
oner at the bar who pleads for justice
| though he knows he deserves no
mercy. I'm not clever like YOU"
you're thorough, when you take the
| trouble to be. Thoroughness helps In
reading"
"All right, give 1t to me-
| Mary vanished, leaving him on the
| doorstep, closing the door behind her.
When she reappeared. she had an un-
formidable looking volume In her
hand.
"Thls is Rex Beach's Heart of the
Sunset" she said demurely. 1T took
| me little while to find 1t, but think
you may like 1t better. II you decide
you want Charles Francis after all,
come back and get it,
''Well. your cordial invitation Is
bride worth considering" retorted
| Paul. Then. rather frightened at his
daring, he blushed scarlet. Neverthe-
less he looked straight at her. smiled,
and lifted his cap. Thanks very
much for this" he said Good night
Inevitably. few evenings later, he
brought the book back, having, to his
| intense surprise, thoroughly enjoyed
It. Seth had gone to prayer meeting,
| and Mary was putting the children to
bed upstairs and did not hear his
| knock. After hesitating minute, he
/ went into the living room, put the
volume down on the table, and began
| to look at the others that were lying
/ upon It. He CHANGED ON novel or
| Zane Grey's, glanced down the first
| two or three pages, and then, genu-
inely interested, sat down and began
to read, entirely forgetting his aWk.
ward position as an unWelcome guest.
/ When Mary entered, half an hour
later, carrying huge mending basket
| piled high with sewing, he started
/ guilty. to his feet and stammered his
excuses
That's all right said Mary, tran
/ gully. why don't you read aloud to
me while sew 7''@
do you honestly mean that7n
IF you would honestly like to. You
might poke up the fire little before
you start in.'.'
1t was not until the tall clock In
the corner struck eleven that Mary
spoke or stirred. Then she rose, gath
ering up her piles of neatly folded and
mended clothes.
you must go home she said. $
getting late. That's good story,
isn't it?"
"Finel Could-could we have some
| more tomorrow nfEhtf
1--WE promised to 60 to White Wa
ter with the Taylors. There's going to
be a concert
| well. the next night, then"
That's Sunday. | generally go to
church Sunday evenings, now. Father
listens for the boys"
THE service Is over early"
"Yes, but Thomas walks home with
me and comes In for little while.
You can come, too. Of course, II you'd
enjoy 1t, but we couldn't read.
This did not sound especially at
tractive to Paul. Nevertheless, with
his newborn caution. and In his graft
tude for the unexpected favor he had
| just received he decided not to say so.
Y well. perhaps | will. And thanks
awfully for letting me stay tonight.
Iye had fine time. May take the
bodN1home with met"
"Certainly-- would you like glass
of milk and a doughnut before you
go? | made fresh ones today"
"Um-m-ml Would III
They went into the kitchen, sat
down beside the table with the red
cloth on 1t, and talked over the story
as they ate. They did not agree as to
the probable outcome. A friendly ar.
gument ensued. When Paul finally
got up and pushed back his chair, they
were both laughing. and Mary. with O
sudden gesture, snatched the book
from him.
"You shan't find out which of us Is
right before | dol" she exclaimed
"You had better come over Monday
night and read aloud some more.
promise not to look into 1t myself be
fore then. Gend night
Good night" said Paul, briefly and
happily. And held out his hand.
1t was not until Mary had put hel
hand In his that she remembered hei
statement Of few weeks earlier about
a ten-foot pole, though Paul had by M
means forgotten 1T. And when, grow
Ing crimson, she tried to pull hel
hand away, she found she could not
Good night" he said again. pleas
antly and firmly. and gripping hard.
For moment Mary struggled t.