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By Cecille Rushmore
"I am not the girl for you and I
shall not spoil your life-by trying to
make myself believe that I am," said
"But maybe you love like me a
little, Huldah," flustered honest Bry
an Wylie anxiously.
He was so dead in earnest that a
sharp pang struck the heart of the
girl. At that moment, had he pressed
his suit, so appealing and eloquent
were his manner and expression, he
would have won. Resolutely, how
ever, she turned from the tempta
tion. Hers had been a hard, practical
experience. Young as she was, Hul
dah had seen only the seamy side of
life. Her uncle and aunt, with whom
she lived, had led a sordid, loveless
existence. Their system, the atmos
phere about them, had stifled and
chilled the ingenious instincts latent
in the soul nature of their adopted
So, when Bryan Wylie continued
to show her attentions, and, In his
well-meaning and blundering way,
spoke of an engagement, Huldah
closed her heart stubbornly to sen
timent. She felt that her experience
had made her not like other girls.
She recognized fidelity, sterling
worth, in this sincere suitor just on
the threshold of a business career.
If he made no progress she would be
a burden. If he scored a success,
there were brighter, , prettier girls
who would fitly adorn "the social cir
cle in which he would move.
"Then then," submitted Bryan,
after a pause, "what am I to do?"
Huldah tried to laugh lightly, but
it was a hollow mockery. There were
actual tears in her eyes. It was with
extreme difficulty that she composed
and commanded her turbulent mind.
"Bryan," she said seriously at last,
"I am so much older than you in,
worldly wisdom I will give you advfca.
like a sage."
"It isn't advice I want," mourned
the young man apathetically, "it's
love, your love, no one's else. If I
can't have that, of course, I cannot
stay here. It would be too frying."
h "Yes, Bryan," advised Huldah de
liberately, "go away and find your
self." "Am I lost, then?" propounded
Bryan, with the ghost of a smile.
"I think you are," asserted Huldah.
"You have surrendered to your en-
He Did Not Appear to Be in Love
With His Business. '
vironment too readily. You have
looked no farther than this dead, dull
community. You have taken the
first business position presented. You
are ready to tie yourself for life to
the first girl who takes your fancy.
Don't you seesyou are not doing jus
tice to yourself? You-are worthy of
the right kind of a wife."
"You are my only kind," vehement
ly declared Bryan.