Springfield globe-republic. (Springfield, Ohio) 1884-1887, 1885-11-22


the village to speul her Thanksgiving
evening, she set abou, preparing his mea
without summouing any one. She treatet
him as que t. not a paupsr. She CAV
him an easy chair by the fire, and took I
feverish interest In lcad.n the table with
the choicest Thank SCI virg iaintieS.
The man was ver,- dj reputable looking
he hal hard lines of dissipation on his face
he was untiiy, and h. II, e,ked with vii,
liquor. No matter. He WAS needy; thai
Was enough. After he began to eat, Mis-
Garnett ventured TO !ook at him a gain. Hi.
face was bloated and unshaven, but i
wasn't the face Of a common tramp. Sht
wondered. pity .ngly, what could have re
ducei him to haggary. AMI these line
jangiei slowly through her mind:
'Ah! blame me not that |
Have been shIpwrec led man;
I,u do not know how high
The tids and current ran
Suddenly she turn, ID pale a nd stared al
the tramps shaggy countenalce with
frightened ewes Tat scar Oh his left eve.
browi Why, why. it Was exactly like on
that market Frank BiscomoSs face re
ceived when a child at play. She looked
closely, earnestly. anXiously. while her
heart almost stopped beating. Yes, 1t wa~
true Not the scar al ons. bu; the features,
coarsened and distort ted bv evil pass ion :.
made the sickening tru tn plain To her This
was Frank Basconbe This dissipatei
staggering beggar, receiving charity at
her hand-this was sEe prince whose com
ing she had SO often pictured i'll royal col
ors! This. this wa, the man whose memory
hal made all other men seem poor and
mean! She snilel grimly at tn fine irony
of the situation. She was like one waking
from a troubled dream-waking to laugh
at the seriousness a dream could ass ume
She had b'en dreaming Tor tan wears. Lur
she was awake now-oh! quite awake,
There are time, when we are changed in
live. This was one of them.
Tne man did no, see her look Of recogni
ton. Hi eyes were ON his plate Tie
business Of eating engrossed him. He la .
not recognized her, that WAS certain. A
be go. up from the table his a cIierta
gance fell on newspaper that some on
had left lying carelesl on chair 1t wa
.he Clarkson Register, the old hom
weekly, familiar to both of them from
childhood A flash of recognition went
over his facs II. picked 1t up sayIns.
Will you permit M 10 remain a m, ment,
alay p..rf
Sne graciuusly as>entcd, and movc1
across the room out of his sigit Had She
needei any furthsr proof Of his identity
this would have been enough.
Il lived IN Clarkson once" h. continual.
half mu'inglv.
She caugnt her breath. and her heart
gave a great bouni Alter all, she had
mis- ju ig,i him, perhaps He had come IN
the uise of beggar tuat he might see her
before h. revealed himself He was always
doing unheard of tn. ngs, and he was
capital actor This was like him, very ike
HIM Her ewes glisten,d AMI her cheeks
famed at the thought And vet, wha
curious things women, heartS are! The
neat minute she wasn't quite sure that SHE
wanted it to be that way. An illusion
ono, disSipated is d I'll .ult to reinstate
Clarkson is a fine oil New Englaui
town. she said, Indifferently. in order to
give him chance to reveal mSef
Rather thickly populated with foges
and pigheads.' be replied, with sheer.
Il knew some people there myself-a
nng time ago" she said, af.er a pause.
He sal nothing.
The Melvill.s. the Dwights, the--the
Iarnetts, she added.
He was still silent
Miss Alice Garnett was a particular
friend of min,,' she said, watching him
q osely.
The name did not move him
'rOh. yes; think l rem ,mber her." be
aid, ini ff,reltly a gooiish kind o!
girl, ra. her fine looking, rather bright, ex-
remely proud, but somewhat given to
strong mindedness'
You seem to have known her well she
,ai 1, with a shade OF special meaning ON
notice.
oh, SO so carelessly.
a. think she has never married" con
.inusi the LADY.
An old maid with views, eh! And no
md of bore. III warrant"
She was silent. Some indescribable inner
,ense convin ced her that he wasn't actin-;
that he was in his true character, a soured
,mbittered, brutaliDed man, homeless and
frie ndless
How strange it all was, How wonder
ful had bsen the reve. ations OF an hourl
How marvellous the change within her
,ouli The Old love dream fell away from
her, like a useless garment She locke
It its miserable corpse aud won iered that
t hal ever hal power TO enchain her.
The ideal had been disIodgei forever by
he real An she was glad, not sorry.
He threw down the paper and rose to
cave, wearlly. She approached him and
aid timi lily, as if ask iny a favor, This Is
you kno", and "a l feel
cry thankful this eve1ing-hsre the color
looied her face-l beg You to accept this
rom M Tor ths sake Of you. sweetheart, If
'ou ever hai one" anI she laid some bills
n hi, hand
Ever had a sweetheart I've hal dozens
II them" h sail, with coarss vanity
CHANGING at the monev in his hand he was
lstonIshed at the munlficenc, Of the gift,
md looked at her i'll grateful wonder.
Then. un ierstan ling at last that he was
u the pressnc, OF nobls woman, h. said
With his old-tim elegance of manner and
Toice thick vita feeling: Any words that
might say would sound chap IN COM
,arisUn with what fe,!. This Is a god
end to NE, OF greater value than YOU can
wen imagine II there are an gels you are
NE"
No" she answered, turning a little int"
he shadow, only an old maid, with views
There Were tears in her vo.ce, but he did
lot know it
''Woul you have given me this money If