The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1881-05-27

enough 70 SIC here listening for his foot
stepf What should care whether ne
comes again or n0tf Fifteen years ago
| ] used 70 listen for anothors coming;
and now how will all this foolishness
end? Its only o few days before We
| 70 away for thc next three months. and
when come hack holl be gone, and
then we'll both forgct--and 4 want 70
forget
Il was not many days after this that
James Forest turned BY chance (or was
Il intentionallyP) from the crowded
thoroughfare into the qucter street that
led TO Mrs. Donald's home. The child
cspied him before he had reached the
gate and tripped down the walk ID meet
him. Holding his hand they entered
the house, and she announced that
"Mr. James had come again. For
some time she monopolized the CONVEX.
sation.
"We're goin' way on. Mr.. James,"
she said. .'most a million M les. ]
guess; 80. maybe, you'll never see Us
| gain
He looked questioninglv AZ Mrs..
Donald, and she told him that she and
Jennie had planned 70 leave the city for
long visit among her husband rcla-
tives In the West II might have been
that James Forest would never have
spoken The thoughts that were in his
1 mind, and that two Ives would have
been hopelcssly sad. just missing the
| joy 30 noar them. yet Of which they did
| not dream; but Fate took the matter in
her own hands and child was her me-
dunn Of communication. What else
could have prompted Jennie 10 inter-
rupt their conversation with. "Mamma,
Mr.. james hasn't got any home don't
| you feel sorry for him? He SAYS he
don't live anywhere. | wisi, he would
come and live here. don't youp'
!" Mrs. Donald" he said. abruptly.
"that Is what l wanted 70 ask YOU.
For sixteen years my home has been
OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES. and am tired of
it all now. What will your answer beP
10 you see the pity Of the loneliness Of
my life? II / have only iancied that you
do, then III 60 back % the plains and
forget II all III can"
f" Mr.. James," she said quickly. fear
ing that feeling. which she kept in
subsection, would speak in spite OF her
resolution. II wish this had not hap
pened wish had gone Yesterday,
then both Of us would have been spared
this. -l-don't know how to tell you.
have never spoken Of II TO anyone. but
must tell you now: fifteen years ago
or about that time. the first and only
ore / ever truly loved went away--and
| never came back; but as the wears pass
think Of him more and more.
married my husband when the loneli-
ness of my lie was almost unbearable
TO me; my friends were all dead. and
Mr. Donald was a good and honorable
man; II was the greatest sin Of nv life
lit was an Injustice to him. for. al
though we were happy while he lived.
! could never forget the other one, and
never shall; 90 shall always live as
\ am now"
He was not man 10 waive on de-
cision once made. but he said, ssIsn't il
so with all OF US? I left little girl
once that was more beautiful and dear
and few years after when l came
back, she was married. and we have
never met. Icannot forget either--but
Il that's the way d the world we must
nccapt il - such.
She seemed 70 be musing and. look
ing up, said: SIS It possible that in any
Of your wanderings you may have met
him. James Iorcst2" She did not see
him start or notice the sudden flush on
his face He answered calmly. ..Yes, /
used TO hear Of him years ago" You
heard nothing i'll II him. / am sure"
she said. intcrrupt;ng.
He lived somewhere in the East, /
think" he spoke deliberately and IS Il
weighing each word. n He left home
in AZ. and some time in so or 81 went
TO Australia, and that was the last his
friends ever heard Of him. Did he die
| there ?"
{" His name was among long list Of
others killed Or missing in mine dis
aster. !" she said. sadly, II never knew
| Re went 10 Australia
What II he should come back, this
James Forcst?" he asked. "stranger
things than that have happened. Mrs.
Donald. Il James Forest stood before
you % day. would you be glad 70 have
4 found himr'
sOh. / don't knowI don't know
she said. pressing her hands 70 her face
as sudden nameless fear Of joy came
over her. He might have forgotten
me --h he might not care; and he would
| find me 50 changed he would not know
me now, and and he couldn't forgive
me"
He gently took her hands from her
/ face. and looked into her eyes, remcm-
bcring with what smiling courage they
had met his sixteen years before.
sHe does know you. and he has not
forgotten" he said. tcnderly. why,
my Janet, you are crying NOR, but there
were no tears In your eyes when we
parted ~ Clcreland Herald.
- gentleman in Cincinnati, Ohio