Wichita eagle., 1889-04-21

"Well, yes; | do remember it." said Mr..
bartholomew. Now that you speak Of it, l
do recall it. ! forget the young wonlan's
name, but l well remember her. She has
gone out of trade, as we say-left here some
time ago, greatly to my regret"
Morgan turned away abruptly. He had
nothing more to say to Mr.. Bartholomew. for
while it was easy to express something he did
not feel, it was quite another thing to feign
Indifference where he was so greatly inter
eSted And now it was almost impossible for
him to leave the store without making fur
ther inquiries respecting Laura. Many a
time as he had passed the door the feeling
that she was within and that he was serving
her by not entering, gave him not only sell
approval, but a manly sentiment Of loyalty.
If he could not see her, be could honor her
at q distance, and wait. But now, to find
her gone, utterly disarmed him, and held him
Up before himself as one contenplates an
other man. He almost regretted having
agreed SO willingly to Lauras determination
to end their innocent acquaintance. He even
wondered if she was co9uette, and had re-
ceded, expecting him to follow.
Morgan left the store, but as he passed out
he met the gray haired porter and recognized
him as tho man who had attended Laura
home at the time Of the accident The porter
also remembered the young journalist, and
pausing for a moment, Morgans anxiety over
came his dignity. Making reference to Miss
Everdales injury and commencing Thomas
for his attention at the time, he said, in dis
simuiation's left hand manner, "Of course you
know nothing of Miss Everdale now, Thomas"
"Of course dol" said the old EnglishInan.
''She is singing in a fine old church on some
avenue uptown. ! think. Did you rot know
that she often took part with Camp and
Heenys'
Camp and Heeny," exclaimed Morgan,
'and pray tell me who are they"
why, Mr. Starr" said Thomas, you must
knowl once went TO see Miss Everdale to
ask # could help her, and she gave me a
ticket TO near Camp cnd Heeny sing In me
opera house"
''Sing in the New York Opera house, and !
never even hear of them9 You must De mis-
taken, Thomcsl"
''N5s |, )" maintained the man; that Camp
and HeeDy sings rnurderers parts in the
choicest style, sir, and have heard himr"
Suddenly the mist vanished Laura, with
an Italianized cognomen, probably, was sing
ing in concerts with Campanini, and also in
some New York church. but wherei Nor
gan's first impulse WIS to employ Thomas to
find her, but knowing that with her fine
pride and dignity such course would offend
her, be at once abandoned the idea DAYS
passed before the unconscious something
which drove him on in the pursuit of happi-
ness developed any plan for finding the one
woman who held his life within her hands
Every church on every avenue now had the
young journalist for an occasional attendant
and as Easter drew near and choir rehearsals
were in order, all Of his evenings were devot-
ed TO dropping in wherever there appeared
TO be the slightest hope of finding Laura At
last 1t was within day Of Easter, and Nor
gan Stars courage had almost touched the
point OF negatior. Business called him to the
western side OF the city late in the afternoon
Of Easter Even, and as be sauntered back
across the town he turned into dingy. IN
familiar neigh5orhood, and in the peculiar
atmosphere Of foggy twilight heard nelo-
dious church bell not far of
what an exquisite toreT he exclaimed
Il wonder if people in those crunbling old
houses appreciate it-theres no such melody
in any bel up town.
A few more steps brought him 10 the front
Of old St Clements Flrrowed by the marks
OF time and browbeaten, as it were, BY an
elevated railway structure, the venerable
edifice seemed pushing ssels forward 10 the
recognition Of paSsers by. Something Of its
persistent dignity and patience IN holiing its
way through 50 many changes crept into
Aorgans heart Like the pyramids, ii held
an atmosphere Of unconprehended strength.
and the anxious lover felt its power.
IF 1t were worth while said be. Il would
20 IN. but surelX- she would not be tere. /