The Lancaster news. (Lancaster, S.C.) 1905-current, September 26, 1916, Page 2, Image 2
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THE EYEAn
Engaged Couple See Eacl
By TOM M
Horace Tru 111 bell's horse. althougn|ca
a nervous animal, usually stood ha
without hitching. So he just put the It
lines around the whip and walked up m<
the path to the Newton cottage. The
Newtons were known as the "new th
folks." They had lived in the village wi
:only two years?long enough, however,
for Horace to fall in love with cU
Lyda, and to have arrived at an understanding
with her. Horace had wi
<to wait for some time after he raised in
Krncc L- nr\nlrnr nf (ho onffrt rro f ?l
(lie u? woo nuv/vnvi ui iuv WivnQ v ia
door. Finally Lyda opened It. Her go
hair was disarranged. Her dress
fcore evidence of having been hastily vii
iput on. Her hands were of the kind th
known as parboiled. se<
She blushed slightly. se
"Excuse me for keeping you ho
waiting." she said. fe<
"That's all right," said Horace. Ui
"I took a chance. But I thought I'd as
I'k1 to drive over to the fair at afi
Amsbury's today and maybe you'd thi
-?o along. It's a nice day," he ad- alt
ded. looking up at the sky. "We can wc
drive over in an hour, and that'll .Th
give us a couple of hours there, and frt
we can be back by seven o'clock." ev<
Lyda hesitated. rif
"I'd like to go." she said, "but? wa
oonn> in and sit down a minute." in
He followed her into the parlor, on
and she turned to him apologetically.
"We're cleaning house." she said, de
"Of course?" began Horace. He thi
vim front generations of well-to-do he
farmers to whom house-cleaning was ad
sacred. A stern sense of duty com- ne
pelled him to be merciless, even to ve
uiui^cn, * uere Liit* worK 01 in<* nouse
was concerned. oh
"You wait," interrupted Lyda, w'i
hurrying out. he
"Mother," she called. "Horace is to
here and wants me to drive over to ve
their fair." as
Mrs. Newton came running in. he
It r hands dripping, wiping them on
her apron as she came. Her face co
fell. I?
"I s'pose you'll have to go." she be
said dubiously. "It's kinder too bad,
right in the midst of things. Still?"
Horace stepped out from the par- do
lor. m
"Kxruse me." said Mrs. Newton.
"You see, we're kinder upset today. ?P
Rut you go on." she exclaimed to th
Lyda. "I can finish up."
"Perhaps you'd better not," said he
Horace. "I?" cr
"I'll stay if you say so." said Lyda th
lo her mother. lfi
"No: I wouldn't have you do such
a th'nc for the world. You go with nil
If or re. It's only right you should. *h
Run tip stairs.'
Lyda's face beamed. With the enthu.dn-m
of youth, she had already ^ (
cast aside the atmosphere of work.
M>d v - taking on rapidly the hue of sa
pleasure.
"I guess I will." she exclaimed. yo
"That's right," said Mrs. Newton. '
.who d'd not let her disappointment
over t-e interruption in their task 01
loud her daughter's departure. K
"You rur. tight up stairs and change
ycur clothes, and don't keep Horace Rl
waiting." to'
"Perhaps " began Horace. Hut *f<
at this moment he heard the horn of ra
a big motor oar in the distance and.
second nature as it was for him to as
look out for his horse, he opened the
door and rushed out to guard him
v h'' * machine was passing, Lyda
t m upstairs to change her clothes, pe
She was evoeedingly deft, and this ?
0?roc -is was completed almost by the sl>
time Horace was back. v<>
"I'm ready," she said with a smile, th;
1 tying on her hat. "God-by,
Mother." trie
"Good-by," said Mrs. Newton,
standing in the doorway. "And have on
a rei! good time." flP
Horace started up the horse and
they drove off. co
li.vda. free front the restraint of si]
home duties and alive to the beauty wi
of the world, began to chatter. Horace,
however, was unusually silent, lit
"What's the matter?" she asked
a( last "You don't seem right."
"I was thinking perhaps you Gr
ought not to have come." pa
"Nonsense. Mother didn't mind.
Besides?" ne
She looked at. him curiously.
Lyda away from home, free from responsibility.
was different from Lyda thi
at home, full of duty.
"Don't let's think of nnything dis- ki
agreeable," she said. "It's fine to he an
out a day like this." re;
With a coquettish movement she of
leaned close to Horace. But for rlf
some reason he was not responsive.
"If I had known you was going to lik
be this way." she said with a slight bu
touch of resentment, "I don't know ho
as I'd have come. Can't you have a yo
.good time? Can't you forget work?"
"No," said Horace gloomily, "I dii
tj
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i Other In A New Light
1ASSON
nt. I can't help thinking that perips
you ought not to have come.
seemed too baa to leave your
other."
"Well you needn't worry about
at. What did you ask me for. any- .
d
ly?
"I didn't suppose you was house...
a
waning.
"Well, what of it? I can go if I '
lilt t n Kp.Qidpu '' uho wuu hoenm
g angry?-"you have no right to
Ik to me like this. I don't want to
now. You can take me back." 1
Horace, however, had different
5W8. Now that they had set out on
eir journey he was determined to
e it through. His rigid masculine
nse of duty made it impossible.
wever. for him to throw off the
sling that Lyda had not done right. 1
iconsciousiy, imperatively, he was n
king himself the question whether,
ter all, this girl who was ready at *
e slightest call to leave her mother ^
>ne "in the lurch," as it were.
>uld make the right kind of wife. ^
lere never had been a moment * '
>m earliest boyhood when he had ^
er iudulged in any pleasure by sacicing
his home responsibilities. It
is in the blood. Nay, more, it was j "
the county. He slapped the reins 0
the horse's back. "
"No." he said, "we'll go bn."
Stung by the injustice of the sud-l*1
n attitude of one to whom up to j ^
s pesent moment there had never ,
en anything but the most ardent iy
oration, and in whom she hart,
ver even suspected such a large/
in of sulliness, obstinacy, obtuse- c
ss?call it by whatever name one s
ooses?Lvda's eyes blazed. But!
th a feminine restrain she helrt,c
rself together. Here was a chance}3
test this lover, so suddenly re-!*
aled in a new light. She smiled,!
she said slowly, as if measuring 111
r words: '
"I'd stotf work at any time if I
uld have some fun. Why shouldn't '
I can tell you I'm not going to **
a drudge all my life."
Horace drove on silently.
"If v.,11 thinV T : . - I- - U-J !l
... ,WU iiuun * Itl ^UIUK IU uif Lieu
iwn to a house all the time. you're f
Istaken. I'm not that kind."
No reply from Horace, and neither ^
oke again during the journey to
e fair grounds.
Arriving there. Horace put up his
>rse in the shed and Lyda joined the s
owd. Presently he came hack, and
ey walked along together, still si- '
at. Soon, however. Lyda caught r
?ht of some one she knew, a young a
an named Stenhall, who lived over
e line in the next county.
"Hello, George!" she cried. *
"Hello. Lyda! Hello. Horace! f
ime over to the dancing pavilion." 1
."I'm not interested in dancing.' s
id Horace sullenly.
"Well, I am." said Lvda. "And .
> r
u can come or not." she whispered,
m going to have a good time."
Thereafter Horace caught glimpses (
her in the distance having her
ood time" with other friends, for
i r
fda. being a pretty and vivacious
rl. was a general favorite, while he
r>k a sedentary interest in the
ick exhibits. At six o'clock "he
c
me up to her.
"Are you reay to go home?" he:
ked. J
"Yes. if it is time." she returned.!
"I've had a splendid time," she
id. His denseness for men are s
culiarly dense about some things,
prevented him from detecting that
ghtly raised note in a woman's
irf* whir?h ituU/?atoo
ii w p 11111111^i n r\ <i u 1,) ^
lit she is playing a part. (
Me made no reply, but in another ^
imnnt drove out in the buggy. Sh" j
t in. and th'ev silently proceeded
their home journey. Neither!
oke. |_
It was dark when they reached her;I
ttage. He got out first, and stood '
ently as slie jumped to the ground
thout assistance.
"Will you come in?" she said poely.
"No; it's late."
"I'm much obliged for the ride.'
>od night." She turned up the*;
ttr.
"Lyda!" His voice cut the dark88.
"Well?"
"Vou're not the kind of girl I
ought you were."
"I'm glad of it. I wouldn't be the;
nd of girl you thought I was?for
ything! You want a girl who is
ady to stick home and make a slave
herself all the time. Well, you're
;ht I'm not that kind."
"No, I don't," he said slowly, "I|
;e a good time as well as anyone,
t 1 wouldn't let my mother stuy
ime and work. And you flirted?
u know you did."
She drew from her finger a small
amond ring and handed it back to V
IE LANCASTER NEWSTU
ilm. "Here," she said, "HoraceJ";
rrumbell, you take back your ring.
guess we didn't understand each
>ther, and it's a mighty good thing
ve found out in time. I wouldn't
narry you?no! not for the world,
tnd now you're free!"
"He stared at her almost blindly
n the half-darkness. Without a
%
cord he took the ring. Without a
rord he turned, clicked the gate betind
him, got into his buggy, and
[rove off down the road to his home.
Arriv'ng there he put up his horse
nd went in. His mother was w:iit
ng for him.
c
"Have a good time, "Horace?" v
"Yes."
She looked at him keenly. Some- t
hing had happened. v
"Why, what's the matter?"
He sat down wearily. ^
"Lyda and I have cut loose."
"Why Horace! What's the meanng
of that?" ?
"She's not the kind of girl I
hought. She wouldn't do?for r
? a
le.
He bitterly recounted the tale of,
he afternoon and his mother raised *
T
er hands. 1
"Oh, Horace," she said, "why ?
idn't you wait? Didn't you know
hat Mrs. Newton was at the fair all p
ay yesterday?" c
"No. What of It?" ii
"Why. Lyda insisted on her going, t
he told me so last night at the ti
hurch rehearsal. She went and a
ad a good time, and she said then 1
here never was such a girl as Lyda n
t) do her share. And so today, when
on called, it was only right that f
.yda should have gone. Of course, t
on didn't wait to have it explained. r
i
ou said something she didn't like. r
>h, I know you! T see it all. Of r
ourse she flirted. I'd have done the j
aine thing. It's too bad. I?" f
Horace started up. The chill red {
olor came into his tanned face. A
udden. tremendous revolution was ^
aking place within him. ^
"Yes." he said slowly, "I see?
iow. Oh. Mother, I've made a mis-!
ake! I must go right back."
A little later he knocked at the
iewton cottage. Lyda opened the
loor herself. The moon made evrvthing
so light that they could see ^
ach other distinctly. The girl did ^
lot ask him in. Instead, she nearly j
dosed the door and stood outside.!
ler hands behind her holding the
mob.
"I,yda, I've come back."
"For what?"
"I was wrong. I did not undertar.d.
I thought you had neglected
our work tor pleasure, and it
liade me angry. I didn't treat you
ight, Lyda. I know now you had
i perfect right to go."
rne girt looked away from him.
hrough the honeysckle-wreathed
>ergola out across the moon-lighted.
xpanse of meadow. She said nothng
in reply. He waited. At last he
poke.
"Won't you take me hack?"
"No." There was 110 bitterness in
ler voice.
"I've talked it over with Mother."
he said quietly, "and 1 guess I'd beter
not. I'm sorry, but ?" she
ipened the door and drew hack into
t "you didn't trust me."
"I.yda, I'd never no it again."
Hut the girT shook her head slowy.
in that unmistakable way which
onveyed to him there was no hope.
"Yes you would." she said. "You
ouldn't help doing it, because you're
hat kind."
Was she right? ' K. W. t
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