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Disregarding the latter part of
the sentence, Rose asked a little
"What makes -you so sure
about people" who loveturning to
If the girl had be'en looking at
Henry she might have seen a
slight change in his expression,
but her eyes were bent on her
twisting fingers, so she missed it.
"Why, I've seen it often, and
I know Fin not going to sit down
and fret out my heart when
Startled now, Rose looked him
fairly in the face, saying abrupt-ly:-
"I don't understand you."
"Don't you? Well, don't say
anything about it, but if you
won't have me, I'm-going to start
visiting the Corners."
Rose's eyes opened wide with
indignation. Of all the girls of
the township, Lizzie Deigler was
the only one who could be con
sidered in any way her rival. Rose
knew that Lizzie had tried more
than once to attract Henry when
he went to trade at her father's
store at the crossroads.
"I didn't know you liked her,"
She turned that she might see
the cottage, which commande'd a
splendid view of the entire neigh
borhood, and was located on the
farm adjoining her father's. She
had followed its building, know
ing very well that Henry intend
ed it for her. While it was be
ing built she had fully intended to
become its occupant, and then a
chance visitor at a neighbor's
house had filled her girlish'
thoughts with city ideas. Her
parents' consent had been hard'
to get, but now all her plans were
laid. Still, the thought of Lizzie
in that little home was very dis
tasteful. "I guess I'd "better be going,"
Henry said pleasantly, rising and
offering his hand. "You'll want
to get to sleep early, and any
way, I've got to drive over by the
Corners for some grub. I do run
out of things so."
Rose jumped to her feet. A1-"
ready he was giving her rival a
place in his thoughts. A wave of
jealousy swept over'her, and with
it the realization that 'nothing
really counted but the love of this
one man. With a little cry she
held out her hands, asking plte
ously:' "Don't you love me the least:
bit any more, Henry?"
Instantly his arms were about
her, his cheek pressed to hers, and
his voice hoarse with emotion
"A bit, dearie! Why, with my
whole life." Then, a moment
later, he commanded, "Kiss me,"
and she complied, resigning" with
that kiss all her plans for a life in- "
the city, for Henry had found the
way to her woman's heart.
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"Look here!" exclaimed an an- '
gry man. "I- wish you would
muzzle that dog of yours at night.
His barking keeps my ' baby
awake." "I was just going ta re
quest you to muzzle your baby,"
replied the neighbor. "His night
lly growling annoys my dog,"