The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1886-02-19

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Only nine calls ought % be ashamed
o. themselyes-necd . revised edition
Even that wouldn't tell fellow
thongh, whether she has gone 10 he
friends IN Montreal. I'll have 10 chanc,
IL and when do find her
The look in his face A. ~ left IN.
sentence unfinished bodcd no good I.
the object Of his thoughts were success,
70 crown his wishes. Then he al,
pressed Zone time" but with a persist
cnt emphasis that brought breathles,
bell boy rapping at his door before IL
removed his finger from the button.
6ruiily ordered himself called for III.
morning train for Montreal and quar-,
81 brandy. For the unavoidable DELAY
IN the reappearance Of the boy with thu
bottle the mental got roundly cursed
for his trouble and no silver ~ !
saive for the brutal ailront to his sensi-
bilitics.
Leaning against the side Of a window
~ No. 81. in the dim light OF the
turned-down gas. seeming only deep
er and denser and darker shadow than
that Of the heavy curtains themselves.
was the weary figure Of young wom-
an Even seen AZ this disadvantage
one could but feel the witchery Of n
rare and loveablc presence. rendered
doubly attractive by the fact. which
half-lights and shadows could not con-
ceal. that she was in sore distress that
she was fighting one Of those battles
which all Of us must sometimes fight.
and fight alone. And yet for her il
seemed a cruelty hard and unnatural
thing that some knight. as Of old,
should not do brave battle and win the
victory.
Indeed. il you had seen Miss Egcle-
ston rs | have seen and known her.
fearless and leal, you might have put
the facts IN more elegant phrases: but
the kindlicr and better chosen your
words the less cause would YOU have
had 70 regret the hopeless poverty Of
the language in what might have been
your glad duty 10 say Of or for her.
With a sigh that bravely tried not TO
be sob. she said softly to herself:
'-Oh. my dear. You were true and
noble and good. How could / have
ever. even for one minute, believed
him when he softly insinuated the aw-
inl falsehoods he was too trcachcrous.
too base 70 put in honest words? He
would lie about an angel from Heaven
4 he thought it would serve his base
ends. | sent YOU away-we are parted
only. am to blame. /. too.
do-suifcr for us both-and
yet. the pain would be harder still to
bear if thought. If I could think. YOU
10 not care n all. Heaven bless YOU
bless you wherever YOU are.''
Presently she. too. pressed ..one
time and asked that she might be
allied for the morning train to Mon
real.
They had. indeed. parted forever
Those who part themselves forever.
hough. have a more or less awkward
rabbit Of meeting. sooner or later
Usually the former. The world is small
when we would, or think we would, es-
ape any one human being. II is only
when we say Good night I'll see YOU
o-morrow. ..Good-bye-we'll meet
'tNt Wt'>s ttitN tO-mDEION never
ONES that next week is swallowed up
n eternity.
Why these two had parted forever
! she said and believed. is quite an
ther matter. Perhaps the gentleman
a No. ~ could have explained if he
gould. But have nothing now to do
With causes. Effects are about as large
contract a. the majority Of US in this
IL are able to concern ourselves with. |
Tut TO glance once more at the three
ooms in the Down East Hotel in which
Fe are az this moment interested:
In No. ~ was an honest. whole
ouied bat far from whole-hearted-
Dung fellow. who could not sleep. He
ad not yet comprised the frozen and
itiless philosophy THAI lit is better to
ave loved and lost than never TO have
owed ri AL"
In No. As was trcachcrons wretch
rho was rapidly replacing the quart
ottie A. q congenial receptacle for it,
cry contents.
In No. 81 was the pall-like shadow OF
he figure that still fingered at the win
lows side. half lost in the carcssinr
utlinc Of the curtain. while pale face
ras upturned 70 the cold moonlight. !
nth sleepless ewes that seemed half |
loscd in prayer.
a prayer that good old St. Valentine
card. if il went no higher or farther.
or the morrow was st. Valentines !
ay. and already was the spell Of his |