THE TELL-TALE LETTER
By George Elmer Cobb
(Copyright, 1916, W. G. Chapman.)
"Tell her right out like a man that
you love her, Hoyt."
"I can't do it."
"She might think me daring. She
might laugh at me. I never have a
chance to be alone with her. No, I'll
Dale Bright placed an effectionate
hand on the shoulder of his friend,
Marvin Hoyt, but smiled quizzicallly.
"Hoyt," he said, "you're a good
fellow, pure gold all of the time and
all the way through. The matter is
though that you underestimate your
self. Miss Eva Walters is a most
charming young lady, but if she
turns you down it will be because she
isn't worthy of you, for a more de
serving fellow I don't know. Write
if you think best, only get through
with this dilly-dallying, for you're
getting sallow and peaked worrying
Hoyt was one of these young men
having so profound a reverence for
womarhood that he shrank at the
thought of intruding his views upon
the especial one of the sca. who had
won his heart. He really believed
that if his suit was denied he would
die forthwith of heartbreak. His
shyness, and, as Bright had said, his
low valuation of his own merits, h.id
kept him in the background with
pretty Eva Walters for over a year.
Now the indecision was becoming
unbearable and he determined to
break the ice in some way.
So Hoyt went to his lonely room
and wrote the letter that was to solve
his fate. He placed it hi an envelope,
sealed it and at dusk started for the
home of his beloved.
Hovt entered the front yai'd, but
:- d. men ne summoned up
his courage and advanced up the
steps and onto the porch. The front
I screen ne had a view of the dining
room. He recoiled as there echoed a
burst of merry laughter, as he no
ticed three or four girl friends of Eva
seated at the even'.ig meal. That
wa enough for Hoy. He was loath
to face so many. H j nervously drew
the Jeuer from his po :ket. He pulled
up the slot cover of the mail box and
dropped the missive within it. Then
he stole down the sveps, feelhig the
coward but also realizing that a long
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Stole In and Out Among Shrubbery.
conteavnliied deed was over and
done w th.
"She'll get it in the morning al the
latest." he scliloquizeJ, as he left the
place "She'll answer 'oinonow.
My! It's a strain the suspense.
Wonder if I've done the rght thing."
Hoyt went home. Over ,md over
in his mind he ran all the pros and
cons of the incident He w en t to bed
finally to go over them again with
alternate fear, hope, faith, doubt.
door was open. Looking through the gloom, brightness. He could not
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