Evening capital journal. (Salem, Or.) 1888-1893, 1889-12-07

lovely for anything"
Soon after, the three girls retire,
for the night.
How many thoughts crowded
through Irene's pretty head
thoughts which had little to d.
with the man who had this evenin,
offered and asked for the creates
gifts in human power to grant. No
she was thinking of one who, Ion,
ago, had been very dear to her
They had been children together
The families of each had beer
wealthy, and they were happy il
their young love. Suddenly hi
people lost all, through the reverses o
fortune. Gradually their intimacy
had ceased. 1t was a heavy hear
that he had yielded to what he hat
deemed his duty. He was no lon
ger an eligible suitor for the hand O
the youngest daughter of Judge
Charmon. There were many Others
who had wealth, and who could Of
fer her home equal to the one she
would leave, while he could offel
her nothing save a loving heart
No, he would not do her the injus'
tice to take her from her happy
home, where every luxury sur.
rounded her.
No words of love had ever crossed
their lips. They had been satisfied
to be together, and had never spok.
en- of that deeper passion. How Of
ten he had afterward wondered il
she had really cared for him, OF
whether it was but childish friend.
ship. This was long ago, fully four
years; she was but child at the
time, but the germs of love had
been sown, a deeper love than she
had supposed. He had gone away.
At first she wrote to him, but
gradually his replies had ceased,
until the correspondence stopped.
1t was two years since she had heard
from him; she did not know even
where he was. Gradually his inn
age had faded from her heart, not
dead, but dimmed by time, till she
only recollected him with a sort OF
hazy recollection of a time when she
had been very happy. Never had
the remembrance been brought SO
distinctly to her as when Charles
Reynolds this evening asked her for
her heart. Then sudden flood of
tender recollections dimmed her
thoughts; she hesitated, faltered in
her speech, and he, mistaking her
embarrassment for consent, had
rapturously clasped her hands in
his and poured forth his tender
thoughts; and now that it was all
over, that she had compromised
herself to the extent of allowing
him to believe she cared for him,
her thoughts returned to the time
when she had unwittingly yielded
her heart to another. Never before
had she known the truth, never be-
fore had she realized how dearly
she had loved. And he, where was
he now? Had he forgotten her?
Long she lay awake. Long she
thought Of the absent love, but fl
nally sleep overlook her heavy eye
lids and she slept.
The next morning, when the girls
went down to breakfast, Judge
Charmon sat at the table, reading
the morning paper. Suddenly he
spoke:
"Why, girls, here is an accident
to an old friend of ours"
"An accident? To whom?" in
quired Clara.
Judge Charmon read the article:--
Portsmouth. A sad accident.
At $3.50 yesterday afternoon car
riage, containing young girl, dash
ed madly up Main street. The horses
had become frightened at n passing
and were unmanageable.
Several policemen and pedestrians
tried In vain to stop the runaMay.
As the horses neared 9th street n
young man rushed into the street
before the crazed animals. Almost
before the breathless spectators could
utter an exclamation of terror they
We're upon him. He grasped them
by the bride, but they threw him
from his feet. He clung bravely on,
dragging along the pavement. Sud
denly, TO the horror of the beholders,
he fell below the horses feet, and
the carriage passed over his body.
The team was finally stopped with
out further accident. A crowd soon
gathered around the courageous
young man, and he was carried into
\ neighboring drug store, but life
was almost extinct, and before doc
tor arrived he had breathed his last.
The horse had stepped upon his
neck and the carriage crushed his