Moving Picture News (Jan-Jun 1913)

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THE MOVING PICTURE NEWS 17 A MATTER OF HONOR By VIRGINIA WEST (Adapted from Kinemacolor Release) MAY'S friendship for Tom and Frank began when the three were in high school. She was not a girl to make many friends, but her devotion to these two boys was extreme. The boys, too, were devoted to May and to each other. All went well through high school, but the following autumn the boys went to college. Then trouble began. At first it was only a matter of friendly jealousy because of more frequent or longer letters to one. This caused a slight drawing apart, but only in their hearts, for to all appearances they were as friendly as ever. The day came when their graduation was over. The night before they were to leave for home Frank and Tom sat together on the college campus, their thoughts of the future mingled with thoughts of the years they had just passed through. Frank pulled a few handfuls of grass and threw them away before he spoke. "Tom," he began earnestly, yet trying to put into his voice the usual half-joking note, "Tom, we came here as boys; we are leaving for good now, as men. Do you know that there is a very serious question facing us?" Tom looked up quickly and Frank saw that he knew. "Each summer we have gone home we have found May lovelier and more lovable than the last," continued Frank. "And she has become more quiet and serious. Tom, we both love May as a man loves — there is no getting away from that fact — and we've got to find out which one of us she loves enough to marry — if either one." "Then she has never hinted that she loves you more than as a friend?" asked Tom eagerly. "I swear it." "But what can we do? We both love her equally well." "Perhaps we may both have to face the same thing," suggested Frank. "She may love neither of us." Tom turned over on his back and lay looking at the stars. Suddenly seizing the grass on each side of him he sat up and turned to his chum. "Frank," he said hoarsely, "if May says she doesn't love me, I don't believe I can stand it. And j et I could not bear to see you unhappy. It's a terrible situation." "Well, it must come." said Frank, "and one of us has got to be hard hit unless we both are. We'll find out soon." "Yes, we'll find out soon." The two young men returned to their native town. Frank had waiting for him a position in a bank of which FRANK'S DEFALCATIONS DISCOVERED his father had been president for many years before his death. Tom had yet to be located, but his hopes were bright. About a w^eek after their return Tom called upon May. It was a clear June evening and they walked out from the town to a spot which had been very dear to the three in their younger days. Tom threw himself down beside the girl and began speaking at once '."May, I love this spot ever since we first came here. Do you remember the fine violets we used to pick?" "Yes, you and Frank and I. Oh, what good times we used to have. I almost wish they were back again." Tom took her hands and lay gazing into her face. "Perhaps the future will be even better. I want you to think of the future, May, and think of me with it." FRANK GOES WEST AND MAKES A FRIEND OF THE INDIAN She withdrew her hands and looked away from Tom's searching eyes. "Don't you love me, May?" he asked anxiously. "I have loved you since we were children, Tom, but " "But what?" "Why, I love you in the same way now." "Don't you love me more?" "Yes, I do love you more, but I can't marry you. That is what you mean, isn't it?" "Yes." May wras silent for a time, then she put her hand on Tom's head and said gently: "I must tell you something. Frank asked me the same question last night — and — and " "Well?" "My answer was a little different." "You mean that you will marry Frank?" May nodded and her eyes avoided Tom's, "You say that you love me. Why do you choose Frank?" asked Tom slowly. "Dear Tom," cried the girl, "I love you both I have loved you for years. I wish I could marry both — or do something without hurting the other one. I knew, of course, that this was coming, and so I had to decide. I don't know why. but I feel that I would rather marry Frank." "I hope you will be happy." was all Tom could say. and the look of his face kept May's eyes open most of the night. • Tom left town without seeing Frank. When he returned his friends scarcely knew him. He had given up when May told him she could not marry him, and had not tried to make anything of his life. Consequently his time was filled with drinking and gambling. May and Frank had been married several months when