Springfield globe-republic. (Springfield, Ohio) 1884-1887, 1886-09-26


to you
/ Tie seemed to pass unsteadily through
the door. Seymour's gaze followed him
apprehensively.
| He was not long away. He returned
and sat down heavily His pallid coun-
/ tenance was also stern.
/ Seymour's apprehension was visibly
heightened.
Am to live or die'" he cried out pit.
eously
When Janeway answered his voice
Sc emed to come from afar.
ITS five years since" he said Five
long yearsl In all that time what have
you done by herr Do not think to lie to
me while death stands near!"
al have always loved her." the other
pleaded "She has been happy-she loved
me. II only had not come to this cursed
placel" He grew wild and, shrieking,
shook his powerless elenched hands at
5aneway. We'll, you may sit and z lat
upon my death. | know that | am in
your power-dying at your curse. But
here's my comfort, that she loved me al
ways, never you! Her heart will break
for me, and you shall never have her
back"
Janeway's voice seemed to draw near,
then fade away again: "No, her heart
will not break. You will not die" He
leaned back as he ceased to speak; his
head dropped heavily, so that his face
was no longer apparent
Seymour was silent with surprise. Not
dies He was horribly weak, but no longer
felt that dreadful pain and thirst He
waited to hear more. A considerable time
elapsed
"JaDewayl" he said, in tremulous
voice. But no answer came
He sat up in bed and repated his calls
unavailiI gly.
He slipped out upon the floor and
staggered to the others side.
The candles were wasting slowly
through another night The men had en-
changed places. Seymour sat wan an,
thoughtful in the arm chair; Janeway
lay stretched upon the bed. His face was
white and clammy moisture lay on his
brow. He bre athed family and seemed
not to suffer much. When the night had
mostly worn away his eyes unclosed and
looking up he recognized the other
why are you heres" he whispered. @Go
at oncel"
Seymour hesitated
Il will wait until you are better If
you will tell me what to do"
TO, go" The husky voice was one of
entreaty. go back to her; she must not
grieve day"
But"
"Go quickly. There Is something she
should know. She must not know you
saw me here; give your solemn promise
not to tell her that"
"Whyf"'
"Your promise"
IF you WI n it, yes
when you and l met last back in
America, five long years ago, was poor,
very poor, just struggling with the world,
you remember. Alter that-after You
and she" he gasped and breathed hard
Tor some moments, then began again
After you and she went away there was
some money left me. My will was made
long since. Half is for her-for Amy; half
for you when you have married her
again, for | suppose she is your wife,
Seymour had started up.
mo, mol not that! Leave her what you
will, but don't-don't-I wronged you.
God knows you ought to curse me. You
you are not dying
Hush" Janewsy moved feebly. %Only
go. i bear no malice if she be happy"
His voice failed for time When It
came again he whispered that q priest be
brought or sister.
Seymour looked about him in a dazei
way. He strove to collect his thoughts.
He trembled and gazed fearfully up at the
wall al 1 ceiling as If they might fall
upon him.
He crept dizzily down the silent street
where day must break ere long. As yet
the sky was blue with the night un-
pierced by any star. The air was thick
and sultry.
He crept along the narrow street as
rapidly as possible. What little strength
he had was miraculous. At moments he
wondered If this was not a dream.
He must find aid or return alone.
A thin and greenish gray pierced the
eastern sky. When this had widened to
a golden stream, rose tinged, he had
sought and found meek faced sister.
They returned as quickly as his weak
ness would permit
The room was still; the mornings earli-
est rose light trembled on the wall. Tire
lifted curtain fiuttered in the window
frame.
Janeway was breathing family, his eyes
unclOsed and his gaze slowly sought the
of the nun. His pinched
feature softened, child's smile came
upon his lips. He lifted his head, as If
yearning toward some unseen face
@Amyr" he cried, and fell back on the
pillow.
ha t,I ets Al
wall; the curtain fiuttered softly.
@ln pace" said the nun, crossing herself
and kneeling
And Seymour, turning, staggered from
the room.-Lily Curry in New York Mer-