Martinsburg independent. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1875-1900, 1888-05-05


power ought TO concede to his workm~n. 10
set a bright example TO soften the rigor of
his class Could he forsake his glorious
work To be sure his wori1men were prov
ing themselves ungrateful, and murmured
louder against him to-day than ever against
his father. They had taken their children
away from the schools to spite him, though
be would not suffer their little bodies TO DO
tortured in the mills any more. They be-
grtidGed him his laxurieS, as ii it We're their
money that bought them There We're ne
moro smiles and hearty words for him from
the poor he had done the best he knew fer,
and all the manufacturers around were laugh
ing at his failure, as they called it
But look Of dcterf. nation came over the
young mans pale face. He believed he
could plant his feet like the rock and wear
out their Impotence. The violence OF his
people should not make him tremble lie
was their friend and they would como to be-
lieve it lie had not done all they wished.
but he could not sec any further yet, and he
would take no step blindly because Of re-
proaches. IL he were not right 10 was nearer
right than thousands of his class. BY by
their turbulence would suhside, when it could
not stir him, and his measures would have
time TO bring forth their certain fruits of
smiles and prosperity. New blocks of mills
would stretch away in all directions, and the
homes of his working people would dot with
happy cottages all the hills and valleys near.
But BefLha INA ne loNe MS MUS or 0Gf
the moref She should not be permitted even to
guess her own terrible story, or her life would
DO clouded like his. But the air of the viii
lage would soon be trembling with the news,
and the hand of pitiless justice would be laid
upon her. Should he wait for It'll God had
granted him one week of peace, and now this
month for warning. Was not the world
largeg Were there not high mountains and
unpeopled deserts, where they could be safer
where he could hide his darling from insult
ing looks and words where no prison cells
CAPPED open for hers
A sudden great light broke over Philips
face as he walked his little study with rapid
turns He could save her. The plan UNI
folded itself in his mind There was yet time
if he were quick. lie must give up his great
plan for his workmen; he must sell his mill,
but he could yet save his wife if she were
willing. But She might refuse to so. Philip
hurried to the room where he had left her
and opened the door so suddenly that she
started up III terror. Her nerves were SO
shaken that day, poor girl.
Bertha, my love- he said, breathlessly,
show would you like a trip to Europe"
''You are joking, Philip" Was it eager
mes aversion in her eyess He felt afraid
to look and see. What resource was left if
she would not goo GLOW can you leave your
businessln
There was an infection in her voice that
made him glance quickly at her face The
coolest women have their enthusiasms; he
had touched hers. He hardly knew her, her
face had such a new vitality in 1t.
FAnd would you really like it SO muchE
he said, with his deep tenderness, that had
touch of reProach in it, which she was too
dull ever to catch. He came up to her and
explained what charming routes they should
take, and what lovely lands they should see.
Not France and Italy and the banks of the
Rhine alone, but even Egypt and the far
mot n IF Nv in ba bpl mr.
off world, but they would enjoy it.
A flush was on Berthas cheeks, at last, and
her eyes shone like q young girls while
lover whispers the first romance into her
ears. And Philip sat by her side only too
happy to sec her smile, and to touch her
golden braids of hair.
1t was after the table in Mrs Ginness' fac
tory boarding house had been set for next
mornings breakfast, which was soon after
tea this same day, that one of the boarders
came into the dining room and cleared away
the dishes in front Of him to write letter.
1t was not a very highly ornamented room,
but everything was painfully clean, remind
ing one of the aching arms of some poor
woman, everything but the table CLOTH Clean
linen is one of the most exclusive Injuries of
the rich; the industrious poor may achieve
shining floors, and glistening faces, but spot
less linen is quite beyond them. But it made
very little difference to this man tonight,
for his eyes were swollen so that dis
eliminating vision was out of the question.
He spread his paper before him, and
after uncorking his ink bottle, made two or
three abortive attempts to dip his pen. Then
Bales, for it was he, looked around 30 see if
anybody was laughing at him. But the room
was empty, all but a French girl and her
lover in one corner, who were quite too
much taken up with each other to take notice
of anybody else. Then he tried again. and
chic tiuoa ir,lyod not olonA thp non and half
the length OF the holder, but the palm of his
hand in addition, and as a natural but APP
parently not foreseen consequence that por-
ton of the tablecloth within his reach III 1t
had been much that Bales had cared to say,
he probably would have given it up in de-
spair but it was only two lines, and even
blind man could write two lines, if he had
whole sheet of paper for leeway. The two
lines Bales wrote were these:
"Curran. You are wanted here at once!
A friendn
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