, 1885-10-25

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sausage. peddlers. with their smoking and
to the ~nostrils of the famished Mr.. looks
savory viands; but looks must come TO
Scylla aud Charybdis before he allowed
the inner Mr.. looks to think of either
bratwurst or pot pies.
Scylla and Charybdis were two
tall that lowered on either
side Of the way. escaping one Of
which Mr.. looks had fallen into the
other. In its dingy attic he found a low,
hippid room. where Mrs. looks. vi. and
the promise all dwelt together. Snip
looked ia once in a while TO see how Vi
came on. but Mrs looks temper was
such that the dog generally preferred to
await his master in the hall below. and
having prompted a little nook under the
stairway managed to avoid both the porter
and Mrs. Tooks. looks had many bur
dens to bear. but the greatest most lasting.
and seemingly never p%erishable one was
Mrs looks.
Mrs. looks was not exactly a scolding
wife, but she was so superior to
looks in the matter Of worldly
knowledge that but for the one promise Of
his life looks would have lsspised him
self.
Mrs. looks had only married looks
through sympathy. and but for The fact
that he might have some day forgotten to
come IN out of The cold andthat his death
would then have been laid at her door.
she probably would have ceased 10 con
Germ herself about him altogether She
knew she was a fool TO csre
about him at all, but us women
were made for sorrow she accepted
looks as her allotted portion. aud grnm-
bled but little save when he snored Or put
his cold feet upon her. Mrs looks knew
nothing Of theatres or their applause The
painted gardens and gilded barges that
looks talked Of had for her no existence
other than In the speaker mind, and rs
for a hit, " she failed to comprehend II Mt
all: so that looks promise. like looks
dog. was forced to keep itself as much as
possible from the presence Of the masters
wife.
Mrs looks. in a way peculiarly her
own. generally contrived to build up a
monument Of sorrow against his coming.
in the shadow of which he took his meals
looks was thinking of this as he plowed
through the darkness Of the narrow street
leading TO the portals of Charybdis, his
home He had scarcely rounded the
corner. however. when a specter. blacker
than the surroundings, planted itself
directly in the pathway. and n voice
welled up from IL like a squeaky bubble,
saying. "If you please. Mr.. looks, you's
wanted.
looks was rarely ever surprised. Life
to him was a sort Of fitful dream, gazing
out upon the horizon of which
as a picture he saw only W.
objects, vi and that promise. and
but few incidents of any character ever
brought him back to the debasing real
isms Of the day. However. that he should
be wanted at home mad n tendency TO
awaken him, and, though he uttered not
a syllable, his gesture was one Of of ques-
tioning surprise. Yes. sir. If you please. ="
said the d%iminutive bitof blackness before
him, rs in answer to his implied interro-
gatory. wi is took suddenly i'll. and
they wanted yous at home " ~Nii VII"
looks waited to hear no more. He
brushed by this dirty. squeaking. but
withal ~plaintive bit of voice. which con-
tinued muttering as to the frequency of
the doctors visits and the dangerous ma
ture Of the fever which had come uIon
her.
looks lameness was no hindrance to
his progress he seemed to fly, and for
once at least the promise could not keep
pace with his ambling little legs. The
doors of Charybdis were fairly burst open;
its five flights of steps were as nothing to
him: and before the imp-like messenger
realized that Mr.. looks had been spoken
TO, looks himself stood trembling beside
Wv 04O tOa1hf 1HoJ ~ LNA1
the caves of his towering tenement
Mrs looks said nothing upon his en-
trance. She was of an u~nforgiving ma
ture, and looks had skulked of late For
three days he had not ventured near the
home. This was the only outward sign
looks ever gave of his inward sufferings
it was his only rebellious action. When
the weeds hung heaviest upon Mrs.
looks laboriously-erected monument.
and when they sought to wrap their
clammy folds about him, looks went
down and out of C~harybdis. and up and
into the chokey paintloft. among the
cobwebs and spiders. and remained until
little vi brought a peace. offering in the
way Of some boiled tripe. or a cheese cake
and a pot of beer.
But vi had not come this time. aud
looks was nshy white when the little
burning hands reached out to him from
beneath the coverlet and the parched and
feverish lips said. Papa looks. why
didn't you conner"
A great groan lifted itself clear up
against thai little hipped roof. and the
shriveled right leg bent and the body
lowered itself down and across the little
bed. but looks said never a word. Mr..
looks knew all. The doctor was there,
but he questioned him not; the silence
had spoken, as 1t were, and looks knew
all He saw then the little black box that
went out two days later covered with its
somber pail; heard the hollow rumble of
the clods MS the earth closed in upon II,
shutting out forever from his sight those
golden ringlets aud laughing eyes, and
the little hands that used to pluck imagin-
airy nosegvys from the painted fields OF
canvas away up on that old paint-frame
and in WIS grave they laid looks heart
The flowers still bloomed in the win
dow.garden up there in Charybdis The
geraniums blossomed In the tomato can,
while the dusty miller and wandering
Jew fought for supremacy in the old soap
box, just as of old; but the %prodding of
the dirt about their roots reminded looks
of the grave diggers grind, and their once
delightful odors now smelled to him but
Of the tomb So upon the third day.
looks and Snip went down and out OF
Charybdis again. but the promise fol
low them not Again the darkness found
Mr. looks up in that mysterious iabs
rinih Of ropes aud crossbeams. but his big
brush swashed slowly over the canvas.
and his tawdry paintings seemed more
lusterless than ever. The day wore on
apacc, though night came slowly enough.
Still looks murmured not The great
light across the way flckered uneasily
awhile and went out, but looks made no
sign. The palette was cleaned In the
stock. Jars. the few stubs of brushes
washed, and Sullie stole noiselessly away.
Mr. looks WINS at last alone.
Suddenly he looked; something had
startled him. He gazed out into the
darkness, and there was that promise.
only a few feet away, but clearer and
palmer and brighter than ever before. u
beckoned Mr.. looks and he followed
In a trice he was down upon the stage
He heard the murmurings Of q vast au
dience. then their applause Palm sounded
against palm. aud there was n stamping
OF feet and the usual uproar from the gal
lery. Then tho surtain rose, n full blaz'
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