Sacramento daily record-union. [volume] (Sacramento [Calif.]) 1875-1891, 1890-04-26
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Joyan was angered, yet he laughed.

! JOVdu-Or anOtner.
"She is young and she is good-you,
Jovan, are cruel" But Hagar kissed him
| all the same-Jovan was her idol.
you make me wicked" she said, "and
you will break her heart" Then she
added quickly, with strange impulse of
fear, "Jovan, you are not yourself to-day"
In the mirror before him Jovan caught
sight of his own face. He turned away
quickly, then looked again; the mouth
there had curve it would be useful to
remember
| That evening Joyan talked long with
Gotthold, while the girl listened to Ha-
CARS stories of bygone days and fortunes.
She was happy and content-Hagar was
his mother, and he was near: yet she was
oppressed with vague presentiment of
fear, of fear for the days which were to
come.
Jovan listened to Gotthold, and he
watched the girl.
"How unlike Lise, and how like he
thought
Unlike the heavy silken folds of her
white to Lise's ragged brown dress; unlike
the smooth hair. coiled as a Greek statues
might be, round her fair head, to Lise's
long, loose, wind-roughened waves of vel
low threads: unlike her slender white
hands with their wealth of jewels; like
! her mouth with its parted lips, the grave
eyes, melancholy and patient, unexacting
/ pleading.
Was she beautiful, or was her beauty
only the shadow of her love?" he Won
dered.
Gotthold, worn and eager, a conscience
I tortured
tory, was speaking rapidly of chances, of
! ideas, of discoveries of cases of life and
death, of possibilities of cure, of probabili-
| ties of failures-then of one special in
stance, of long, hard struggle with the
vailed ntagonist-Death.
You despair ?" Jovan asked, as Gott-
hold paused in his story.
Almost-and yet, if only | could but
conquer this one case" He broke off.
Jovan turned he whispered few words
| in Gottholds ear. Gotthold started at the
suggestion his ears had caught.
had not thought. not dreamed of ii, !"
he cried. 1.-THE risk %
Think of it now," Joyan answered :;
think of the honor, should you succeed !;
! of the fame"
al dare not-'Thou shalt do no MUIR
DER care not FISK 1t.
"Why ?" Jovan spoke deliberately,
coldly, confidently "If you succeed your
genius will be crowned"
eff motif fail? l am unnerved my
hand has lost its old certainty, It's old
| skill-a slip, miscalculation, "a"
Enough" interrupted Jovan "If you
| fail you will only have borrowed life in
the interest of science"
But my conscience ?' murmured the
| other nervelessly.
To be doctor is to be an experiment.
| er," returned Jovan, and he left Gotthold
to speak with his daughter
When you were little more than
| baby" he said, leaning back beside her on
the couch where she sat, "your father
| used to teach me many wise things. We
| used to talk, as we have been talking to-
i night, of the discoveries, of new expert
ments which would make US famous when
| we were old men. / was a poor PLAYER
| then, often ragged, often hungry; but |
was rich. / had "a heart and | had a
friend"
He paused. His eyes held hers. A
| thrill of terror flashed over her face as he
| bent little closer to her; it faded and he
/ smiled. Her face was an open book to
him, and on it he could read what she
| read on his-nothing else was written there.
She dropped her eyes and covered her
mouth with one hand-she said nothing
| to him she'd never speak with ease; to-
| night it was impossible.
You were child then. One night |
| brought doll dressed all in tinsel | and
Gotthold talked. / told him of new ex-
pertinent, a new discovery that believed,
in my ignorance, might make mans for
tune to have found out. He undeceived
me; he told me the discovery was already
made by another-you played with your
tinsel doll. You are too old to play with
dolls now, but | have brought you the
tinsel for farewell gift"
The girls face grew white, flushed. and
grew white again as Jovan talked on.
softly, with pauses here and there. As he
| finished speaking he took bracelet, a
heavy ring of gold, from the table near.
and held out his hands for hers. Silently
she let MIN take her slim fingers in his
hold and slip the yellow circle over them
to its place upon her arm. 1t was too
| large-his fingers, strong and steady.
pressed the metal till the joined ends over
| Tapped each other. He pressed it too close
/ a
leased her hand the girl drew short, fast
breath. Hagar, looking across from the
opposite side of the hearth, said involun-
| tarlly,
"She is-Lisen
| But she was not Lise-Jovan knew it.
Lise was child, child he had caressed,
and who had answered his caresses with a
childs touch. This was a woman. Lise
| would have kissed his hands with her
lips; this one, standing there tall and pale
/ in her white dress, standing at the gates of
| the Paradise of ignorant innocence out of
| which he had draw her, did more. Her
| eyes, raised for one moment, looked into
his, and she silently laid-he knew it
her whole self at his feet.
| The girl startled, shivering as though
awakened suddenly to life--she drew up
her slight figure and turned from him.
"Good night-good-by " she said 81
thank you"
Gotthold was ruined. He tried what he
| called an experiment His patient was a
man of wealth and Importance. Gott-
| holds experiment failed, and the world
! called it murder. He was disgraced man
| and his friends forsook him; with tar
nished reputation and decaying fortunes
| he fed from the city where his disaster
had bsfallen him, and sought shelter once
more in his native town.
"What news?" Hagar had asked the
day when the record of Gotthold's dis
grace became public.
| "0f a success" Jovan answered her.
have robbed him of that which he
stole from me- Jovan told himself again
and again.
| That evening the critics said, =" He is
after all overrated-he plays like a devil
with remorse," and that was quite wrong.
| His acting did not mend His cid
moodiness returned upon him; the pshsh
of his manner wore of; sometimes he
would be boisterously moody, sometimes
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