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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, June 03, 1913, Image 18

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A MAN'S LOVE
By Philippa Gray.
(Copyright by W. G. Chapman.)
Everybody in the hotel smiled at
the little bride. She was so obvious
ly in love with her husband, and he
with her. But somehow it seems
more interesting when it is the bnde
who shows the chief devotion. Every
body expects it of him. And wo
men are more adept at hiding their
feelings.
So everybody was really sorry for
the bride when the bridegroom was
"You Never Learned His Name.
callsd back to the city on a most im
portant business matter which meant
the transference of several thousands
of dollars. There was no alternative,
however, and so she bore up bravely
and was quite chatty and commun
icative with the other guests.
And out of her own heart, over
flowing with sympathy, she gave a
bounteous store to the lonely girl who
knitted on the piazza. She wondered
why such, a nice girl had never mar-
ried. One day, in a moment of con
fidence, the lonely girl told her,
"You see, my dear," she said,
"when once you have really been in
love you cannot ever love again in
the same way. I gave my heart long
ago five years ago, my dear. It was
stolen, I should say, because " She
hesitated, "I never learned his name,"
she whispered.
"You never learned his name?"
questioned the little bride.
"I suppose that sounds dreadful,"
the other admitted. "And yet I had
never loved before I was twenty
three and I had neVer had a beau. I
had never let a man kiss me until
then.
"I was living on Staten Island and
crossed on the ferry to Manhattaa
every morning to my place of busi
ness. He lived there, too. I used to
see him on the boat. The look in his
eyes used to be a delight to me; he
was so youthful in spirit, so happy,
so buoyant, so different from that
crowd of commonplace city men. I
knew he wanted to speak to me. But
he was a gentleman and I knew he
never would unless we found a mu-
tual friend to introduce us. And I did
not want him to; I knew somehow
that it would break the spell if he
should do so.
"I think we must have known each
other in this way for three months,
although we never exchanged a
word, or bowed. And then do you
remember the ferry ramming the
steamship in the fall of 1908?"
"Yes," said the little bride breath
lessly. "We were almost side by side when
the shock came. The ferryboat turn
ed on her side and a dozen of us were
flung into the water. I could not
swim. I was struggling wildly, bat
tling with death when I felt his. arm
round me and heard his voice in my
ear. "Keep cool," he said quietly.
"There is no danger! In a few mo
ments the boat will reach, us."
"When he said that my terrdr. left
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