Weekly Chillicothe crisis. (Chillicothe, Livingston Co., Mo.) 1878-19??, 1882-04-27

Stephen; and when sometimes his long
arms would fain have encircled her
and drawn her to his bosom, he re.
Trained for shame of a folly, and she
was too proud and too deeply panied
even to touch his shoulder with her
palm unasked.
One day he caught her reading GER
tain love poems, and took the volume
from her hand, pleasantly enough-for
he was seldom rude, with all his cold
nes9-and furled the pages over.
"A man wrote this" he said. "Prais-
es of a woman's facet Yearnings for
her presencel Why, man should be
all.suifcient for himself. Love makes
II man weak, contcmptible-love that
these poets set such value on. ! think
you had best not read this thing, child;
it is full of folly"
Then he tossed the book upon the
table-the treasured volume over
which her girl eyes had gloated before
ever she met this husband Of hers, say
ing, "Would that some man would feel
thus to me! talk or write so to and of
me" believing that there was love
life before her in the ecstatic future
and went up 10 his study and laborato
ry, where some strange metallic COM
pound was filling the house with its
fumes, and where for days he had been
t0ilirg for the purpose of completing
an invention of which he had dreamt
Il long, long while-something as dear
10 him rs ever the philosophers stone
could have been to any old alchemist.
Tilly took the book from the table and
walked toward the bright CRATE fire
with it. She rent the pages, full of her
own girlah pencil marks, from top to
bottom, and heaped them on the red
Goals.
"Rest there, rhymed lies that delud.
ed mew she said liercely. ''There is 10
such thing as love. You Knocked me
with the falSehoOd. | believe it no
longer. Burn, worthless jingles that
mean nothing. Would that l had nev-
er been fooled by yOu!
And tongues of flame, yellow, red
and blue, licked about the paper and
hIsscd ana cracked over lhe shrlVei-
ing leathern cover Iiiiy Natched me
W0rS cl destruction ana llau seen the
flames oie OUT, ana the ieu traln OF
sparks which children call "peOple go.
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t,p : sansaisss motiou,ess JjsGImrsd
thin% that conId RATHER snaak 70 nor
ioo, Of bsr An eynlo,ion had taken
Mace and Tho inventor was tbc victim
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ah 'e ISL Vi ttoIr @ yndou0 ot ,oaSt
do sue ieaieu,uVVe'iy % y, ui,uuu, ,u,,, IV ioasV'
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Cul lito' quo 'ooA V"o a" iu''y uiohS u.eu
10 'VD toi,o S IN ;thsfora shol,;ssod that from
,,;ah o,'.,ono oiso n,onlJ LoYo ,h,,,l,
with ioatiing and knew that the nnat
had not lied but that love was the one
real thing in this mad dream of life
and that once born, it died not.
"Tell me- what 7 can do for him "
she said after those VIM came to her
ai1 had done thair hest "T,et me work
for him or shall diel There ia moth.
ing ! am not strong enough to accom-.
plish, if only he is better for it."
And there was work enough before
her, AS she found-wolk such as she
had never heard of before.
Tbreo months from that dav Ste
phen Appleton opened his eyes, and
saw nothing. groped about with his
thin hands. and felt A little, warm girls
hand creep into them, and said:
"Tilly, is it you? What has happened
to mep'
Then, in another moment, he remem.
bered.
"There was an explosion % he said.
She sobbed, "Yes"
"How many davs ago?'
There was a pause. He asked
again and Tllly told him.
81 Tyiro horC throo montbs p bo said
at ln;na hor, threo montbsi and % and
thoyo was S 60 lit,la money for von,
Whit WHIT h""o @ yon nW done, Who hos heInsd
noms % Az IN a hos,;to, or
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1ou aie Nv ho','e, ua,Inig, she