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DO you know why 1
have brought you
here?" he asked.
"To tell me why?" the girl hazarded.
" Yrs. that - at least," he said.
The girl took note of the pause "Not righi here,
please," she said quickly "Let us x> < down to the
river, to the green place under th<- maple.
"As you eh i ' he assented. "1 rnvsell
some traces of the egg
shells of departed picnics
"Oh," s;u«l the girl, " you
know I didn't mean that ! "
"Well, what did you
mean? " he asked
"'l'll not tell you she
said. "You don't seem in
the mood for understand
"On the contrary," he
replied, "I've come here
expressly to understand.''
They were beginning the
sharp descent from the
knoll to the river bank.
She paused abrupt Iy.
"What do you mean by
that ■ " s h e
you." he re
out his hand.
SI • let her
hand rest in
his. and they
At the base she
made a motion
"CHipa Arr Wiser Than
M»-t»i Tiny Never Try
to flout U|>-Str« .1111"
} . ■
to I .. . .
talc. ■ i ; ■ it 1
Th. t down in mW-i
trunk, and h< .r •' H
v. hi ;.!>•;
«.f its bed. I '
" A w i <■ < hip," h<
bit • ' ■■ I.
Th< girl !«H.k<-.:
the meaning of his speech "Whi •.■ >\
" I : • al way .i '■•• i • chip I
\\ .it. r ll' iw i.' am ■■ • i• • I
I >• > t i t most chips know that?" said she.
"A h .i-- they get into th< '•.>■ replied.
"Thai why they are so much vvis Phev
in . i i try t'i il>m! up- I ! •
" I »i.l you bring me h< re 1 I askei]
He looked her foi the fii n the eyes.
- V. s," he said slowli
She grew tinea: y und< r hi I'm
soi ry I < ..in. " he i aid with v nervi»us la
"Are you tired then, ot oui "1.1 spot by the ;i •
he inquired. "Isn't it -til! •■<... ith comii I tor
its «>\\ li v;ik'' ' "
"But there was the golf-club tea this aftcrn«>on,"
said tin- k'irl
The man winced. "Do you really mean I
"Mean what? " aid h<
"What your words iniplj that you rather would
be .^ tlii golf -club tea than hen with me?"
"How foolishly seriou you make everything 1 ay!"
she replied, after a second, looking away.
But he noticed the brief hesitation. "I'll tell you
in plain words and quickly why 1 brought you here,"
he aid suddenly. "Then you >.m go back to your
"Tell me what you meant alioul the chip, lii I "
sh<- interrupted nervously. "1 don't want to v back
to the ..1.1 tea, silly!"
"That is a part— about the chip," he answered.
"I meant that !!><■ chip never tries to swim against
the stream, and 1 <10. The chip yields to the im*' ita
ble, ;in«l 1 do not, or have not I've tried for months
now to make myself believe that you -til! love w
when I know that you don't. I've brought you here
to ask you point-blank whether you do or not, and
hereafter 1 shall abide by the answer. 1>" y«>u of
don't y. >v'
SUN PAY MAGAZINE fsr OCTOBER 2. 1904
By Walter FrlcEii^rcl EsiUoETi
"What makes you think that I don't?" sail the girl
"Do you, or don't you?" he repeated.
"Haven't I treated you a^ I always have, in tl
past mouths!' "
■I),, you or don I you?" h<' said again.
• Haven't I •■ ritti n to you when y<
lir.itnatus. i ome, we must be netting back, or you v
be ttM, late for your teal"
The .uirl lifted her head. "1 don't love any man
enotigh Id marry him," she said.
"Well, of course that's a>; 1 deal for any r.i.m
!■• a-k. " he commented. "Come, we've something of
a vi a!k to the car."
The >,'irl made n»> motion t<> rise. "You don't seem
t.. feel very badly about it," she complained.
About 'the walk? N... I don't mind it." he said
The j;>rl buried her face in her hands again with a
reproachful sob. H. 1« .. .k«-«l at her bowed head. at her
shoulders, ;it the little waves of soft hair that crow net 1
her neck, and j>erhaps the memory of a kiss stole over
him; for he suddenly sunk beside her and touched his
lips close t.. her ear. "Shall I tell you how much I
care?" he whispered.
he girl assented by shivering nearer t>> him.
"There is a story." he said, his lips still cli>se t->
her ear, "of an old veteran «>f Wellington's army
ho was walking along the street one day. carrying
home his dinner, when some one called out sml
iK'ulv: * Attention!! An«l as tin- familiar word of
command .1.. ■; down ia the « »l!s arid molecules oi
the "'■■ soldier's brain, the old, habitual
paths of reaction were openetl. down came
his hands to his side, and hi precious
mutton was lost in the gutter. That is
v. hat habit will do. An. I I have loved you
so long and so deeply that every nerve
fiber in my body is responsive to tlu
thought of you; the hole habit of my
l«iii},' is fa hi. .1.. .1 to your command.
"However far the years may separate
us, whatever alien ties they may make
for either, however gray our hair may
be, should we meet some day and should
you hoi, l out your arms to me in the
old, sweet fashion, my arms would rock
out to embrace you of their own accord,
though a thousand chains were binding
them, and my lips would kiss yours,
though I bade them curse yon. Dearest
— 1 shall call you dearest just
once before we part — they are
trying to kiss you now, poor lips
that must forever feed on mem
ory. Will you not help then
this last time?"
The girl turned her
face up to his with a lit
tle cry, and kissed him
on the mouth, then
ami i>ceii wiinyouwnen
you were hero, and —
ami kissed you good
ni^ht in the I >i<_ r blue
chair, a ■ I always did? "
"Do you «>r «l«>n't
you? ' hi- insisted.
The •m! looked away
ami pulled a tuft of
moss from the jrrass.
"N<>." she said in a
voice sii low it was
" Vi ill you or will you
not promise t<> be my
wife?" he continue*!.
She let the moss fall
from her fingers. " No,
I cannot promise that."
she said in the same
tone Then she buried
her face in her hands
The man tossed an
other chip on the
water, and watched it
dance down under the
dark shadows vt the
maples till it was lost
t<> view around the
bend of the stream.
"Poor i hi;>. it'll hit the dam in
about a mile," he said, rising .i>
it" the interview was oxer. "And
then, cood-bv. chip. But no melo-
" Don t say any more. I can t bear it! she whispen <l
Presently she sat up straight again, and opened her
eyes. "Love is a habit, then?" she said. "Yes, it is!
And ! shall sutler for that more than you. You will go
out int<» the world toi your work, where you can forget;
but I shall stay right at home, where every chair.
every picture, every spot in the house will be a fresh
reminder, ant] cry out to me every .i.iv: 'What have,
v. 'i done? What have you done?*"
"Why do you do it, then?" he ■.-.'..
"I don't know: yes, Ido know, " she answered. "I
am trying at last to l«e honest with myself, with you.
1 should have told you months ago that 1 didn't love
you any longer — not enough to marry you; but I was
afraid to tell yon; yes. afraid. I'd loved you so long
and mi passionately it didn't seem possible that I ha*!
stopped loving you. Oh. I didn't want it to be trti- '
I was afraid I'd regret it if I told yon, so I just drifted
on, likt — like that chip on the water, only I tried to
go up stream. Why cant I love you as 1 used to do?
Why can t I? Why can't I-
"You d<>nt love anyone else?" the man inquired.
"Oh, no. no, no!" cried the girl. "Don't believe
that! I never shall love anyone else. I. I guess it
isn't in me to love anybody," she rinished with a son.
The man tossed another chip on the water: but
turned back to the girl before it had disappeared. " !!• v
lung i- it since our — intimacy began?" he said.
"Five years." said the girl. "We were too yourj», •
that was the trouble. You came into my life when my
hair was braided down my back, and I was in love with
you lons before I knew what was the matter with me."
"And you came into my life with Homer." said the
man with a smile: "but I've forgotten the Homer."
"Forget me, t>->," the i^'irl said, "I'm not worth
He put his fingers on her lips in smiling remonstrance,
and she ki^soi them. Then they looked in each
other's eyes with sudden gravity.
"That w;is habit." said the girl.
"And bad habits arc hard to break." said he.
tie H»aTo>M,l Another Chip on thr
Water, and Was WatcHing It Idly
brushed her cheeks across
his kiss and pressed her Lot
eyelids against his Irs.