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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, November 20, 1915, LAST EDITION, Image 19

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ter than to many the little girl and
take up land there and settle down.
Must have been crazy, I guess! Imag
ine me, Pnil Halsey, tied to an immi
grant's daughter, who can just about
read and'-write, and no more Why
all she knew about the world she had
taken out of books!"
"Cheer up and have another drink,
Phil!" answered his friend.
The months rolled by. Two years
later Halseys mother died suddenly.
He was -alone in the world. He was
earning $35 a week and promotion
was in sight He was making a good
many acquaintances in San Fran
cisco. He got in with a fast set
Often in the midst of some.gay party
he would look about him and sud
denly the walls would disappear and
he would see the lofty redwoods and
the pure face of the little mountain
"I shall love you forever, and wait
for you," she had told him.
He wondered whether she had
grown into life, of which she had
never seen a part. He wondered
whether she had married. Probably
she had sone rancher, uncouth and
ignorant as her father, no doubt
He had often wished to see her,
but somehow he was afraid. He was
afraid that the little mountain girl
had taken him at his word. He was
afraid that she was waiting. But
when he was 30 he had altogether
forgotten her. Once, in fact, he
looked out of the carriage window
while traveling along the new spur
line and had been surprised to rec
ognize the mountain down which he
had fallen. Then he -had reflected
that during the hour's wait he could
walk over into the valley and see the
girL But he only went back to the
game of cards which had been be
gun. The valley thrived. For months
after Halsey had returned the girl
waited to hear from him. For nearly
two years she waited. Once she had
va vivid dream that a strange woman
yrtth gentle eyes came to ier bed-,
I side and looked at her and put her
nand caressingly upon her forehead.
The woman reminded her oddly of
Philip. That was the night his moth
er died.
, The valley thrived. New settlers
rushed in. Her father died-and she
was offered big sums for the land,
but she clung to it, working it single-handed.
"Some day this is to
be Philip's," she said to herself. For
his sake she studied. The uncouth
little girl had become a woman fairly
well educated and versed in the ways
of life. All this was to be Philip's.
She told herself that on her 28th
birthday, when she stood before her
mirror and saw that youth was gone.
And then for the first time she
yielded to fear, and tbat growing
sense of desolation tha"t was always
with her now.
"If he does not arrive when I am
30 I shall go to him," she said to her
reflection. Then, very softly, "I
shall go to see what sort of woman
he has married."
Two years later a woman, well
dressed, yet with an air of strange
ness, stood in the office of the in
surance company and asked for Mr.
The manager looked at her
strangely, "He has gone; he left us
last year," he told her.
"Where can I find him?" asked the
' The manager parried her question.
"Are you a friend of his?" he asked.
"An old friend," said lily of the
The manager looked at her in sur
prise. Halsey's friend had not been
of this kind, for the most part
Lily looked at him with an inten
sity that disconcerted him. "If he is
dead," she whispered, "tell me so.
Don't keep me in uncertainty out of
kindness. If he is dead it is better
that I should know."
"He is not dead," said the manager.
"You know where he is?" asked
He could not lie to eyes like those,
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