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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, September 11, 1912, Image 19

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her into his arms, kissed her not
"once but several times, then ran
away, leaving her gasping, but
happier than she had hqen for sev
eral days.
m The crux of the trouble had
been, reached the night before,
when there had been a dance td
which all of her set had been in
vited. It was the last she ex
pected to.attend before-their mar
riage, and so Helen had looked
forward to it eagerly. Ted was
to' come for her at nine, and he
had dressed very carefully, pin
ning on the blush roses-he had
sent her, after kissing them with
girlish tenderness. However, al
though she was all ready a little
before nine, Ted' did not come.
Nine grew to ten, then eleven, and
finally twelve, and still she waited
alone and m vain, and worse than
all, she received no message of ex
planation. Finally, frantic with
imagining all kinds of accidents,
she had thrown herself, all dress
ed, on her bed and sobbed herself
to sleep. In the morning he had
telephoned her, "asking her to
meet him at the park entrance,,
and when she arrived at the ap
pointed spot she found him hag
gard, sleepless and with tumbled
clothesj He offered her ,no -ex-.
planation, except to say that busi
nesshad detained him. Still, she
loved him with all her girlish
heart, and as she sat tKere,in the
sweet, early spring air after he
had left her, feeling alone as
though on a desert island, she
realized that she was beginning
to understand more of her wo
jnun's nature to make excuses
and- forgive without knowing
why.
At last, when the gloaming of
the spring evening wrapped the
world in its cloud, with trembling
fingers Helen dressed .for Ted',
her heart beating so rapidly that
she could scarcely get her breath.
Long before eight she was ready
for him, but it was after nine be
fore she heard his ring and ran
to let him in. Somehow she could
not reproach him, he seemed so
tired and worn. His eyes were
deep wtih fatigue and ring en
circled, and so- she only put her
arms up and drew his head down,
saying gently : '
"My poor boy," how tired he
looks; come, sit'down and rest."
"You darling!" he whispered,
and for a moment he rested his
aching head on the little shoulder
lovingly offered tor his support,
and then he broke-oat with:
"Thank God, it's all over," and
drew her closer to him. All cur
iosity suddenly left Helen. No
longer was she a petulant girl,
jealous of her rights, but a strong,
courageous woman, with a deep
trust in the integrity of the man
she was going to marry, and she
laid her firm, cool hand, on his
burning one so confidingly, that
he raised it to his lips before he
began : v v
"I wonder, Nellie, if I were to
ask -you -to keep on trusting me
without any explanation, you'd
do ft?"
Without any hesitation", she re
turned: "I've been thinking about that
picture, Ted, and I believe the
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