The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1940-07-11
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though he were accustomed to such
honors every day.
My God, man, aren't you glad?"
eyes, l suppose I am" He began
painting again at Lynn's diaphanous
green frock.
Rene finally sent Marty on, for he
said he wanted to finish that March
cover that day. But when Marty
had gone Rene seemed to have no
heart for his paint brushes. He
threw them down, went over to the
couch and threw himself upon it.
well, this is the end, Lynn"
END, Rene?" Lynn turned toward
him mystifed. ''It is the beginning,
the beginning of really great things
for you'll"
Great pictures, maybe. I don't
know" He sat up and faced Lynn.
"You are glad I'm going. I know
you are!"
Rene, I'm glad for you, delight
ed, happy b. everything! It means
your whole career"
'Tu miss you, Lynn"
"I'n miss you, Rene"
''No, you won't. You'll feel free"
He got up and went over to his desk
and began hunting through one of
the drawers. He took out a pile of
crumpled bills.
Here it is. I've got it together.
You can go to Reno and get di-
vorce when I'm gone. promised
you I'd help you"
Lynn stood looking at the bills on
the table. Tears were running down
her cheeks now.
cts no use, Rene. I can't do that
now. It's too late
''Too late for lot of thingsl"
Rene cursed himself for the fool he
was. If he'd only realized before
how much he loved her. He could
have tried to win her. She depend
ed on him, turned to him.
Lynn picked up the money and
went over and put it back into
Rene's desk. You've been real
friend, Rene"
Without you, Lynn, I couldn't
have worked as I have. I dom
know what l can do when I go on
alone"
81 know! You viii be a great
artist, Rene!"
To Lynn, Rene was beloved
brother, friend with God-given
talent.
Nothing can stop you now. Moth
ing!"
what about you when I am
gomez"
Lynn choked back her sobs. ''Pn
be all right. l know what you are
thinking, Rene. I'll tell him. Right
after Christmas, III tell him. can't
spoil things for him, now"
Rene watched her face carefully:
You're sure you love him?"
'I'u always love him, Rene, no
matter what happens.
Then the newspaper men came.
Wild heard the news, read it in the
morning paper at breakfast, and
came to see Rene as soon as posi-
bic.
''Will Miss Morrow go to Rome
with you, Mr.. Bouchier?" asked one
of the reporters.
mo, lost my model"
''She's staying with me, boys"
Wild interrupted with a laugh. ''Tell
them, Lynn, now's as good a time
as any"
mo, pleased" Lynn turned franti-
cally to Rene, beseeching him. But
it was too late. That added nice
touch to the romantic story of Rene
Bouchier's rise.
So, across the pages of the after
noon newspapers were spread pic
lures of Lynn and Wild, and Rene's
triumph was secondary to the an
nouncement of the engagement OF
the city's most eligible bachelor, the
inveterate woman hater."
Christmas Eve was a happy time
for Lynn. Rene, Lynn and Wild all
had supper at the studio and Lynn
cooked it herself.
Later, when she came into her
room and snapped on the light, she
gave a gasp of establishment. A lit
tie tree stood on the table. Around
it were many packages, all shapes
and sizes. She rushed to the lovely
little tree and touched its silvered
leaves tenderly. How like Wild
Then she began to open packages.
There were bottles of perfume, a
1nv4e -
handkefchiefs. There was a big,
square purple box of orchids, a box
of candy. It was overwhelming.
Wild came in the morning, just as
she was making pot of coffee.
When he came In the door, bringing
in the breath of the fresh Winter
day, he swept her into his arms.
Merry Christmasl You don't
look very festive, sweet, Didn't
you get any sleep?" He held her
close, looking down into her face.
Like the tree?" Then still hold
ing her, he pulled her down into his
arms. Then he slipped onto her
slender finger the gorgeous emer-
aid.
"Emeralds suit you, Lynn. You're
Like them, cool and blazing and
cleanI"
81 can't take il, Wild"
Nonsense! It's your engagement
ringl It's the first thing I've ever
given you'll" He held her close IN
his arms, kissed the tip of her ear.
ST want to do everything In the
world for you, Lynnl You were
made to have beautiful thingsI" He
kissed her again before she could
protest any more.
Were going to be so happyI"
Then the coffee pot boiled over