The Arkansaw traveler., 1885-10-03
!" Your husband left us this morning, 1

"Yes; he cannot long stay away from his business. He does not believe much in pleasure"
 Then we began to talk of books. She was brilliant. Her eyes sparkled. When bade her goodnight, she said:
 "I must thank you for one of the most enjoyable evenings have ever spent"
 "Old fellow" unused as lay in bed vainly trying to sleep, "you'd better leave this place. You have not seen very much society, remember, and you do ot know how to deal with brilliant woman. You might fall in love with her." Mighi fall in love with her. was already in love with her. fully made up my mind to go away, but when saw her the next morning my sensible resolve flew to pieces. That night we sat alone. We had again talked of books and again I had seen her eyes sparkle
 "l am going away to- morrow" said l.
 Going away p she repeated, looking up in surprise.
 "Yes."
 "Why are you going3 Are you tired of this place2"
 No; this place isis too much of a heaven for me-"
 Her eye-lids fell. Perhaps you are right" she said. "Wouldit be improper for me to say something concerning my self3 Mo-" she added, slowly shaking her head, "I cannot say it."
 She arose and extending hei hand, said Goodbye"
 It was wrong, knew it at the time, but kissed her hand. l did not see her the next morning. She did not come to breakfast. lreturned to my work, to my work of writing against conviction. Hard work should drive all thoughts of that woman from my mind, but months passed and still the picture was as bright as ever. One night cas- ually took up telegraphic dispatch that had just came in.
 "Look out" said the telegraph editor, !" don't lose that"
 The dispatch had fallen on the floor. had read these words:
 CHICAGO, December 2.
 $. H. Green, the millionaire, died suddenly this afternoon.
 Iwent back to my desk and sat down, but could not write line.
 Two months later went to Chicago. l had no business in that city, but went. called hackman and told him to drive me to the residence of the late S. H. Green.
 "What excuse have I for coming? "I unused as leaned back against the cush. ion. "What must tell herr Why did not think of all this before came ?" 1 was just on the point of telling the hack man to stop when he drew up in front of a magnifcent-looking house.
 !" Here you are" he said as he opened the door.
 l ascended the steps, hesitated and re- turned to the sidewalk. "What sense is there in backing out now ?" said. Again l ascended the steps. This time l rang the door bell. A woman appeared.
 "Does Mrs. Green live here," asked.
 "This is her house but she and several friends are travelling in Europe"
 l returned to my work. In Europe, travelling with friends. Probably she would marry friend before she returned. Shortly after my return, the editor oi the paper sent for me. He had spoken of sending a man to Europe. My heart f1uttered with excitemen nt.
 "Sit down, MT. Barker" said he when entered his room.
 l sat down. He continued: "Mr. Barker, you have done great deal of excellent work for this paper, but for some time have noticed that your matter is not up to your former standard. We had to kill two of your articles last night. You have taken up semi-sentimentai style that is not at all consistent with the prac- tical cast of our paper. You understand my position. The public has no sympa- thy for a newspaper that falls short of rather critical requirement, and am, of course, guided by the public. would like to retain you but such a course would not be advisable. will assist you in getting another place."
 |" thank you, sir"
 "Oh, not at all. l am always willing to help you. Don't you think you might get place on some of the story papers?"
 "Dont let my welfare concern you, sir" l replied. "By the way, notice that the sentimental stuff of which you Comniain ss vsi.ss.s sanist an1 -l-> -o