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title: 'The Day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, April 01, 1912, Image 23',
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AtfTER SEVEN YEARS
A Lover Makes the Best of a
A handsome, big, sun-tanned
mall clad in White led the rush of
landsmen tip the gangway steks.
His searching gaze swept the
faces about him on the deck ahd
on the saloon deck above. Evi
dently not seeing whom he
sought, he pressed on with mut
tered apology through' the crowd
i ed, laughihg passengers. Away
aft he found her. waiting, and
with a glad cfy h rushed up to
"My, such a hard time finding
you!" he exclaimed. He seized
h6r hands and beiit over them,
murmuring, "Landon, little girl.
you've come at last to me." He
would have kissed them, but she
withdrew hetn, quickly without
speaking. His eyes were brim
ing with tears as he looked Up to
,her face again.
"Landoh, Landon, how long
I've waited! These seven years
that I'vfi Worked to redeem my-
self UieBe seven years of foil and
saving they havve been an eter-
I nity almost. But now I've won.
I am rich, and you have come to
be my wife. Speak to me. Tell
me you love me I thought I,
could never get tired of reading
it in your letters, but now I want
to hear it always, always in your
voice. Sweetheart, please look at
me artd say it again like you did
that night when the regiment left.
Look at me and say; it!"
She Was pale and as she -stood.
With averted eyes she seemed to .
he trembling slightly. She tried
to speak, but it was only a Whis
"Never mind, girlie," soothed
the man. "There are so many
people around, but I was to glad
to see you that I forgot them.
Come ort down to the launch.
Let's go ashore. I could almost
crush you in Iny arms right here,
With everybody looking all they
Want to, for you've come half
Way around the world to me.
A strange gesture of protest es
caped the girl, but the man did
hot see if.
"Only' yesterday, sweetheart,
the bungalow was finished.
Everything is ready. We are to
be married this afternoon," he
prattled on with the gladness of
i boy: "I've been watching for
the first smoke of your ship out
yohder on the sky line ever sinc6
daybreak this morning. But
what are little hours compared
He grasped her hands' again
and pressed them lovingly in his
own. Still she said nothing.
"Sweetheart, I hadn't thought
it would mean so much to you,"
he ventured in a whisper.
The girl-looked for the first
time straight into his eyes, and he
started. One of his hands went
trembling up to brush back his
Iiair. As his startled look held
her, her own eyes dropped.
Boy, it can t be, she said.
His protest died on his lips.
His" eyes widened like those of a
plan who sees .something ieariul