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title: 'The Day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, July 31, 1915, NOON EDITION, Image 19',
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daughter of the old homesteader in
the valley. How was he to tell her?
The girl, educated and refined, as
were all the people of the district, was
utterly unpresentable in the sort of
society in which he had moved. She
would be helpless among a crowd of
people such as Marion Vansittart
Yet it never occurred to Will that
he could do anything but go. It had
' never entered his mind that he was
to stay permanently in the west
A man on horseback was riding up
tohisoabin. Will watched him as he
approached. Visitors were some
thing of an event in the settlement
and Will knew the rider as the tele
graphist in the cluster of houses that
had grown up around the depot and
was called a city.
"Wire for you, Thorpe," he an
Will took the message and opened
it He stared at it as if he did not
understand. It was from Marion. She
had learned his address, she said
probably everyone could discover the
address of a millionaire and she was
passing through on her way from the
San Francisco exposition. She would
stay an hour while they changed en
gines. Would he meet her?
"Thanks," said Will to the teleg
rapher and watched him ride away
Yes, he was going east and going
back to Marion. For a moment the
old life came rushing over -him, with
its memories, its thousand allure
ments. And the new life meant noth
ing. He mounted his horse and rode
slowly down the valley. He had np
destination in mind, but suddenly he
realized that he was approaching the
homesteader's house. And at the
) door stood Norma.
She greeted him. "Won't you come
in and take some tea?" she asked.
"I Hear you are going east, Mr.
He dismounted, and now he saw
that her lips were trembling. How
had she known he was going east?
Pid news fly as fast in this settlement 1
as in the great world? And what did
it matter to her?
"Yes, I am going east, Norma," he
answered, taking her bands in his.
"I I congratulate you," she an
swered quietly. But he saw the tears
in her eyes.
"You have meant so much to me,"
he said impulsively. "I hate the
thought of going. And yet It is my
duty, I suppose."
"Then you must go," said the girl
softly. She waB smiling very bravely
at him. "Won't ypu come in?"
"No, I can't now," he said crudely.
"Norma, I shall see you again before
She nodded and he knew the mean
ing of her silence. The girl cared for
him and In her unsophisticated way
was incapable of concealment He
saw her walk back quickly into the
Marion's train was to arrive the" fol
lowing morning. Will rode 'down to
the depot with a heavy heart The
old and the new were tugging at it
and he did not know which pulled
Lhim the harder. There were so many
memories here yet the thought of
Marlon came to him like a flood of
sunlight How he had loved MarionJ
She had tacitly released him by her
silence, and yet doubtless she would
explain that He would follow her
soon. He saw the old life vividly, their
marriage, the home in Boston.
The train was pulling in. He had
stood on the platform in a sort of
daze. Now he awakened suddenly
and he felt his heart beating hard in
anticipation. The men about the plat
form were watching him curiously.
He looked into the carriages of the
train as it came to a halt He walked
its length. Marion was not there. Had
she missed her train?
"Still dreaming, Will?" asked a
hard voice over his shoulder.
He started round, to see Marion.
with a party of girl friends, dressed in
the height of fashion, looking at him
with a smile.
"Dear me, I must be very hard to