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FRIDAY, OCTOBER 11, 1946 THE DAILY TIMES-GAZETTE ' PAGE NINE pv ) ) ) ) A Tale of Great Love ] : y ) 3 4 horse, | speak. "I'm lost, And my horse had | down into the lane, It was nar- down, | left. A car had driven qu tterness, | still visible, The seemed sO lost hounds and 100 herself in this r country, The horse held back on the knowing no very horsey en me its: "poor old lamb." 'The long, "I was thinking," said Kit, "that that thing you're wearing might have been wasted on sweet face regarded her. She laid her cheek against his nose, feelin a transient warmth, The win screamed again, hurling the snow and she and her horse flinched under the assault. "Oh, come on, Dopey," she said. Surely, she had contained only a derelict farm? It might have been to tter, knew have seized on that shelter, com- | pli Jortless though it was, 'than to have gone on, But before her mind had floated pictures of food, a hot bath, a fire. And that mirage led her on over this last steep a teau--- und of her horse's hoofs own footsteps were muf- 22,58 Hf eren"t avoidable, She ; re i gs" om 2 pi, Th ppened? stupor, sinking? , . . And if it did happen-- She thought of Jerry. She saw him more clearly than the white, ro ME RR ; his wavy ark eyes an slim Ce. "You silly little ass," he said. At that image she could smile a little, She thought: 1 won't give rg she couldn't imag Jerry without her, She loved him and he loved her. He was the perfect brother + + « Well, anyway, she knew, mov- sti on, he was as good a brother as she wanted or would ever want , . It seemed a } time after that she found ho ii ing 1 can't goon... a steps more ++. she tried to sing-- "Some day my prince will come," she hummed in a cracked treble. At the best of times she hadn't a voice, "Some day I'll | told him. He had stopped, he couldn't pull him on. then, suddenly, she saw at what it was he pricked his ears--a small house standing among trees, the shini in the windows, e snow 'whirled between her- self and the house, and the ex- 'haustion, the hunger, the pain of l.er hands, seemed the: greater Dow hat so soon they would be Carefully she led the horse ' | seemed uncanny, There was no the snow, The stones, | Check didn't smile. At sight of ie she came out on the porch, Swiftly--and one could not im- aging a less yelcoming ture she drew the door shut ind her, "Yes? Do you want anything?" asked, "J " Ginnie found her li so stiff that she could hardly is lame, Could he shelter? Could 1 come in and telephone?" "I'm afraid e telephone's row, winding, but it was more than the track which Wey Amd re- cently up to the house, for.the marks of its tires and chains were branches of great trees dimly seen, creaked as she dragged Dopey up to the door, There, in the shelter of the house, the wind died, - The succeeding silence doorbell, Bridle over her arm Ginnle knocked on the door, It your aunt." must be quite a poor farm, she thought; only that the curtains at the windows didn't look poor . . , The door opened. A girl stood on the threshold, Behind her was a sort of sitting hall in which a fire flickered, To Ginnie, half blinded by the darkness and the ok Malai BB parition--so pretty, so u y dressed, with the high fox collar standing around her ears, Her mouth was a vivid, pretty red. It broken," the young woman re- "Oh!" Ginnie felt an over. ring Jonging for the flicker. fog fire, 'Well, could I~" he yo woman came out to the drive, 5 lane + + «+ there's 8 little pub, The ers It was, Ginnie thought, neradh e, other woman and the words stuck What at last she you very a € pey Srooping head and led him away. Orally 8 hod supper dle ity a n yg A The door -- closed, grey-painted --- looked somehow very forbidding. innie felt a little light-headed, Her heel, after that short pause, hurt horribly, "Beasts!" She was futiised to hear her own voice, Still more surprised to taste the tears salt on her lips and to have to stop to smear them with her sleeve, "The village 'is only a mile," Those words, cold as the snow, Silt trough hex ey Drag- pey, she turn e corner of a barn, In the almost.dark she could make out a Aro of buildin, A horse whinnied the stables and Do answered. Slowly she moved on, She stopped, looking back at the lights of the house, before her at the narrow road, Then, stumbling, she turned aside toward those dimly seen buildings. She found herself in a small yard, With icy hands that would hardly work, she drew the bolts of a stable door, Within, she could hear the horses stamp. The Place was in darkness, pair gly, she fumbled. She found a switch and pressed it. The stables were lit. ing, ed, she Dare dar juretbuid fs 8 softly. e shu the door behind him and shut out hel snow and wind, e sank down on an old brass- 'bound corn bin: The bridle in one this place suited his whim, days, He had chosen to himself here for a few to hunt from here, to de, And now, this Claire Shelton's car had breakdown exactly 3 She was, she bad told way to an aunt near Rather an indirect route, hers , He dr his from where it rested mantel, For there stood a STaph of Bis moths, and as if he heard her sigh a Ii Well, one da , DOW. would make Tor happy settle down with the sort of girl whom ted him to H i 280 <5 aii I sisi - : "1 wi slowly, stiff hand, she feebly moved the other in.search of handker- chief she couldn't find, And, hud. dled there, she felt as if she must remain, having no strength with which to move, until she froze, . 0 Kit Stone prop himself against the edge of the table, his long leathern-gaitered. legs stretch. ed before him. The fire, flicker. ing, illumined for a moment the ine of the jaw, the rather thin i] that smiled down now at the 1in the chair, She was, indeed, something to smile at, so indo lently graceful. ,The clock on the chimney piece showed twenty to eleven, d Kid bided his time, ing her head, she glanced up and, perhaps at a certain dry- ness in his smile, she flushed a little, He leant there, at ease, his hands in his pockets, The ceiling ~f the ¥mall room came down low above their heads, Carel he glanced around, The ess and shabbiness of wearing might have been wasted on yous aunt." C lanced down with a smile at "that thing"--a gown of the richest, the most glowing red, She crooked a white arm on the back of her chair, She laid her dark head back on it and veiled a "I'm glad you like it, The wind howled in the chim. ney. The setter, lyi ner, grunted, thum, her tail and was quiet again, Kit's hands grip, for a second the table's edge. Then suddenly he stooped, She was in his arms, "Kit--" she laughed. "Are you glad the car broke down?" "Does that need an answer?!" But the answer that he gave closed her mouth, It was a minute later that she said, as if suddenly frightened of the situation for which she had : £ SHE SEs REE: 3 gs : <i : & thing you're | alee, (To be continued, REV. LLOYD HONEY ADDRESSES LADIES Joint W.A, and W.M.S. Meeting Held at Enniskillen (Mrs, Walter Rahm, Corr) Enniskillen, Oct, §---~The WMS, and W.A, was held at the home of Russell Ormiston, Oct, 7, with present, Meeting opened with TH Pu F, Honey's and mother, Cavan, formerly of Enniskillen oir. cult, with us. The meeting closed with prayer by Rev, Honey Sr, Mrs. Anson , Mr, Mrs, Marvin Nesbitt, Nestleton, at Sid Mrs, Kaselr, ; Mr. B, PF, Souch, Medi cine Hat, Alberta; Mrs, Ida Tren. outh, Ni ; ©. W. BSouch, J, Allin, Bowmanvile ton; o lo, with Miss B., Souch, Mr, and Mrs, L. 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