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title: 'The Day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, April 23, 1912, Image 13',
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HEARTS IN THE SAND
An. Incident That Happened
Tinrinor a Summer ""
vacation. - .
The girl on the beach traced in
the soft sand the legend "E..K. &
N, O." Then a big -wave pound
ed in and What was written in the
sand passed away, assuch things
must. But the girl perched'higli
er on the beach 'arid wrote again,
and this time she drew, a heart
between the initials "E. L." and
A crunching; sound v onn the
' gravel behind her, apd. sje turn
ed; A'handsome, clean-cut young
fellow stood; smiling- at therin-
scfiption moving finger had writ
in. the sand.
7"E. L-V Wsai,a, "Edward Lqri
mer." He laughed happily and
extended his hands. ' . ,
The girl's cheek's rtingd glor
iously and a little heel quickly
obliterated the tracing. "Oh,
Ed;" she protested,; "give me a
man for calm' assumption. There
you stand ks' though'ym owqgd
me, and all because your vanity
reads sentiment into a mere co
"Why not, -Nell?" contended
Ldrimer." ''I go a'way, 'and after
al month return, unexpectedly to
find your-iriitials and mine, with a
heart, love's token through the
centuries, graced fry you on the
N " "But,ttEd there are so many
'E. Lu's.1 There is one here."
"The deuce there is! Where is
the wretch ?",
"N4ow, 'no melodrama. You
know-I always's.aid that th6fdi
vme passion .had not come to me,
and J should wait untiMt did.",
"And it lias .come?"
"And the other 'E. Ls' you
love the other 'E;t.'?"
A series of nods from the sand.
"vtn u. j:a i-,f- .,., ;.o -5
val, "tell me his 'name."
"Oh I I forget."
"Why vhy. Ellis Bane?'
"HumpbJ" he snorted: "Fbur
weeks of romance passionate at
tachment names linked in the
sand that's xgo-ng: some." He
turne?don Ifis heel toward the big
f rarne;p'le where- thousands flock
ed to steal solace and health
fnjm the great, gray sea.
"You migh,t congratulate, me,"
the'girrshouted after, buthe
stumbled on.- Then the. smile
faded from the lips of the girl,
and presently tiny tfear drops
mingled, with the ruffled, sand,.
and'E; L," and "N.'O." and the
heart bcarpe one.
At duuier the. man toyed with
thV viands, spurofng the menu's
choicest offerings. The brown
yaiters came infpr unmerited re
bulcfc. "Nothing was to His liking.
At'hisrsidfe sat a human pig of
fnty, who ate noisily or roast
beef, and shad, of pickles' and stew,
of 'molasses, vegetables and soup.
The pig shoved corn iniiis mouth
with his knifex Scraps h."ung upon
his eho'rmous, drooping mus
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