Shepherdstown register. [volume] (Shepherdstown, Va. [W. Va.]) 1849-1955, 1891-05-22

out Of all shape" said the policeman.
But shawls are alike. Keep up your
courage. | don't think she is any re-
! lation of yours; she's too shabby.
/ Look at her shoes, see here, this Is
/ her bonnet. You don't know thatT
He held up a bonnet Itwas crushed
and soaked with blood but Jonas
knew it. The estreaked purple ribbon,
and flower amongst other flowers
that had lost half its petals. He had
/ fingered il as it lay on the table be
side him.
Yes. | know it," he cried. It's
Sara Its my wife's !"
Then he pulled away the shawl
from the crushed face and tainted
outright. But as his senses left him
/ he heard some one say:
His wife? Why, thought she was
beggar."
And another answered:
Like enough; they call him
miser. | know him. His name is
iona. Pray"
/ They carried the poor woman home
to Jonas Pray's old house, helping
him 10 follow as he came TO himself
/ She was laid upon her bed and there
WAS coroner's inquest, and women
prepared her body for burial, talking
amongst themselves Of the shame it
was she, IA rich mans wife, should b-
so clad; and then there was pause,
and he might be alone with her II he
would.
| Before the time came he had Il cab
called. and went ont in it, He was
driven TO large dry-goods establish
ment. where he asked TO see the man.
ager. and was shown 10 his Office.
The manager found him there,
pale. miserable object, trembling and
faint a. one in deep illness. He was
shabby, too.
He has come TO beg. thought the
manager: and his What can do for
YOU . was curt
| But Jonas cared nothing for any
/ ones manner now. He answered
/ sadly:
Il want TO buy a shawl. ~
"A salesman will attend TO you,
sir, said the manager
NO, said Jouas, am too i'll, too
broken TO talk TO the salesman. |
can trust you. | want the costliest
shs wi you have
~ madman - thought the mana
ger
"Our costliest is $500, said he, re
/ pressing IA smile.
Have it put up FOR me, said Jonas
Certainly mad r. said the gentle
man to himself
But Jonas had drawn n check from
his breast, and with trembling hand
was filling up the blanks
The manager examined them care
fully.
Mr.. Jonas Pray he said, more re
! spectfully. Then it flashed upon him
that he had read OF a fatal accident
! to this mans wife that morning. 1t
was a strange proceeding altogether
Secretly he called others TO look at
his customer. One knew him-nnan-
cially it was all right.
And the rest is none Of our bust
ness, said the manager, as he saw the
bundle OF splendor carried downstairs
after Jonas Pray. They spoke ofhim
as miser in the paper. That's n
pretty purchase for a miser."
Meanwhile, Jona. drove home. No
sweet face smileda a greeting. Within.
all was hushed Carrying the shawl
under his arm, he went upstairs to
the darkened room, where, under
straight folds OF white drapery, seemed
TO lie the sorrow OF the house. A
watcher eat there. IIesent her away.
/ Then alone In the room, he knelt
down beside the coffin.
Sara he said. Sara, can you
hear me loved you, Sara, but wa.
such mi,er-such n miserl I've
/ bought you a shawl at last. Oh,
| Sara Sara I've paid as much a.
could for it, my dear. You shall be
wrapped in it in your coffin. III put
il about you myself. Sara Sara =
He spread out the costly folds; he
| lifted it in his hands A moment
more he would have folded it about
the dead form in the coffin, but at
that instant voice cried
"Oh. Jonas Jonas, dear Oh, my
poor Jonas Ny poor, poor jonas
And turning, he saw his wife. either
in the spirit or the flesh, standing be-
/ hind him. His knees trembled under
him. He cried out 10 Heaven TO help
him; but tn, figure came closer. II
was no ghost, but a living woman.
/ She took him in her arms.
"Oh, how i'll you look, she said
Did you really love Inc 20? And IL IL
all my fault went TO my sisterin-
laws. and there in a pet-oh! ! was
SO angry, Jonas-I gave away my
dress, my shawl and my bonnet 10 a
/ beggar woman-nnd vowed 20 sit in
one Of my sisters dressing gowns until
you gave me decent clothes TO come
home in. And the poor woman-who
was tipsy, too, my dear-was killed
two hours afterward, and never
knew she had been taken for me
until this morning. Oh! such dirty
creature, my dear, the papers describ-
ed herl And for little while ] was
glad that you had had fright, but
I'm sorry now / was"
For an snsuer ne Dicked mn the