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About Washington County news. (Forest Grove, Washington County, Or.) 1903-1911 | View Entire Issue (May 12, 1904)
9 g r m is t a r k tue steps ana stretenea rortn ner nnna. “And now it is goodby forever. 1 am so sorry that I have not seen more of you,” Hhe said. He took her hand and several Hours he reveled In her held it tightly for a moment. I ; sitting beside her in that roomy ‘T shall never forget the past few Llmni. Aunt Yvonne opposite, ex- days.” he said, a thrill In his voice. Eng to her the mnny places of iu- “You have put something into my life [t as they passed. that can never be taken away. You will L r dinner was but one more phase forget me before you are out of Wash Us fascinating dream. More than ington, but I—1 shall always see you as fbe feared that he was about to Fou are now.” to find bleak unhappiness where She drew her hand away gently, but Lite joy had reigned so gloriously, did not take her eyes from his up i drew to an end a sense of depres- turned face. [came over him. An hour at most “You are mistaken. Why should I 1 all that he could have with her. forget you—ever? Are you not the ideal 1 o'clock was drawing nigh with its American whose name I bought? I Its, its longings, its desolation. He shall always remember you as I saw tmined to retain the pleasures of you—at Denver.” ¡present until, amid the clanging of “Not as I hare been since?” he cried. j and the roll of car wheels, the dis- “Have you changed since first I saw [future began. His intention to ac- you?” she asked quaintly. tany them to the station was ex- “I have, indeed, for you saw me be ted as they were leaving the table, fore I saw you. I am glad I have not [had begun to say goodby to him changed for the worse in your eyes.” , he interrupted, self consciousness “As I first knew you with my eyes I ing the words hurriedly and dis will say that they are trustworthy,” ked!)- from his lips: she said tantalizingiy. |ou will let me go to the station i “I do not mean that I have changed I you. 'i shall—er—deem it a pleas- externally.” “In any other case my eyes would not raised her eyebrows slightly, but serve,” she cried, with mock disap ted him and said she would con pointment. “Still,” she added sweep- it an honor. His face grew hot j ingly, “you are my ideal American. |his heart cold with the fancy that Goodby! The man has called ‘all was in her eyes a gleam which aboard!’ ”• | “I pity you, poor fellow.” “Goodby!” he cried, swinging up on twithstanding his strange misgiv- I the narrow step beside her. Again he ^nd the fact that his pride had sus- clasped her hand as she drew back in quite a perceptible shock, he surprise. “You are going out of my with them to the station. They land, but not out of my mind. If you to the sleeping car a few minutes wish your eyes to see the change in me, the time set for the train’s de you have only to look at them in a mir lire and stood at the bottom of the ror. They are the change—they them uttering the goodbys, the god- selves! Goodby! I hope that I may see fls and the sincere hope that they you again.” (it meet again. Then came the She hesitated an instant, her eyes i activity of the trainmen, the hur- wavering beneath his. The train was beiated passengers. lie glanced moving slowly now. ^ly at his watch. “I pray that we may meet,” she said is 9 o’clock. Perhaps you would softly at last—so softly that he barely ^r get aboard,” he said, and pro heard the words. Had she uttered no to assist Aunt Y’vonne up the sound lie could have been sure of her k. She turned and pressed his hand response, for it was In her telltale eyes. py before passing into the car. His blood leaped madly. “You will be lieu, good friend. You have made hurt if you wait till the train is run very pleasant for us.” she said ning at full speed!” she cried, suddenly estly. returning to the abandoned merry tall, soldierly old gentleman was mood. She pushed him gently in her |ing to assist his niece into the excitement. “Don’t you see how rapid ly we are moving? Please go!” There first. Uncle Caspar,” the girl was a terror in her eyes that pleased Lorry happy by saying. “I can him. “Goodby, then!” he said. Jv come up unaided.” “Adieu, my American!” she cried r I can assist her,” Lorry hastened |dd. giving her a grateful look quickly. As he swung out ready to drop to the ground she said, her eyes sparkling with something that suggested mis chief, her face more bewitching than ever under the flicker of the great arc Ü L lights: “You must come to Edelweiss to see me. I shall expect you!” He thought there was a challenge in the tones. Or was it mockery ? “I will, by heaven, I will!” he ex M , claimed. A startled expression flashed across her face, and her lips parted as if in protestation. As she leaned forward, holding stoutly to the handrail, there was no smile on her countenance. A white hand fluttered before his eyes and she was gone. He stood, hat in hand, watching the two red lights at the end of the train until they were lost in the night From Page Four „ Vour Opportunity I now carry a complete line of sample Suits and Pants of the Famous Salem Woolen NilII m Make Which I guarantee to sell at the same prices prevailing at Portland. •lOHrS1 ANDERSON, Tailor Le been d and aint in cedar guaren t i i pay \ Bui- r prices XTON o n , Ore. the Doth UY t h e R e s t For it Will Save You Money Implements of all Kinds Builders Hardware, Sporting Goods and Shelfand Heavy Hardware W ........................... [Everything the Farmer Needs Give us a Call Goff Bros. Main S t r e e t , DEALERS IN all kinds of F r e s h , S a lt, S m o k e d M eats* • • • • Oregon. KANE iubbekt |h she J unde |J (,'ing She could not misunderstand. shook hands warmly with man and passed up the was following when Lorry Fancy and Staple Groceries. ^¡1 you not allow me?” laughingly turned to him from i B u t m ig h tier th e ruat W h ich tou ch es both and cru m bles them In to fo rg o tten dust. —S a n F ra n c is c o B u lletin . Everythirg in Season. S A E L E N S <Sfc CO. Proprietors of .. City Meat M a rk e t.. We handle all kinds of F ro n t S t r e e t , meat and fresh fish. F o r e s t G rove The Colonial Hotel When you come to Forest Grove stop at the Colonial Hotel. Everything first class. Best of service. Rates reasonable............ H. VILLIGER, Proprietor F a ta l Tnnch. The pen la m igh tier th a n the aword, Free Deliveiy Within the City ¡i« tc Grvoeveueo re . A Type. “Adieu, my American / ” F o r e s t G rove, Or, McNamer & Johnson . . . (Continued) This paper speaks of a man ns a bourgeois, pop. What is a bourgeois? “He is a type, my s o n . ” — Yonkers Statesman. Pants $2.50 and up SuWs $10.00 and up Forest Grove, Oregon _ ~ _______________