Pawtucket tribune. (Pawtucket, R.I.) 1890-189?, 1892-03-19
rnWarc the DOCTOR.

"l mustn't disappoint them, doctor. Let
me run through my lines with you. Dol
There il my Shakespeare-there, on that
| table by the window. II was my moth
er's gift. Bring il TO mo carefully"
The doctor silently did as he was bid.
He knew that he was obeying the wishes
more. When he turned his head he saw
that the dying man had raised himself
In the bed.
Turn to the Third Act-the First
Scene. | enter. Listen now. and tell
mo what effect this has upon you. Lis.
| ten!
ITO bo or not TO be-that is the question
Whether 'tis nobler In tho mind, 90 suffer
The slings and arrows OF outrageous fortune.
Or to take arms against sea OF troubles,
And, by opposing. end thcmf To die-to
sleep
No more-and. by sleep. 10 say VIC end
The heartache, and tho thousand natural
shocks
That fesh is heir to-tis a contamination
Devoutly TO be wished. To dle-to sleep
To sleep! perchancc TO dream: aye. thero'st tho
| rub
For In that sleep OF death what dreams may
come.
"Why do you stare at me? Keep your
| eyes on the book and not on me.
"For in that sleep OF death what dreams may
| come"
Then tho man stopped. He mur-
INJURED these words yet again and again
then. turning TO the doctor, he told Linn
what no we'll knew-that he was dying.
"Do you know what would be my
dream In that long Sleep ho asked
wildly and yet plaintively. ~ will tell
| ym. My brother! He would mock at
me that was snapped off In tho very
moment OF my triumph. He would
point at mo and laugh. l, who had re-
fused to hold out q helping hand to him
| and exert my influence TO better his po-
| sition. Oh, couldn't bear that! Harry,
Harry, old fellow, IL ! could only see
you again; IL could only ask you to
| forgive me before 1t Is too late; IL l.
Doctor" he cried suddenly. II must see
my brother Harryl must see himl
You'll find his address in that desk
send for him. Tell him his brother
Glenn wants to speak to him and do at
last what he has always refused. There.
| in that desk"
The doctor quietly laid the patients
head upon the pillow. Then he told him
that which brought wild smile Of glad
ness to his pallid face. He laughed at
the news. His brother Harry was be-
low waiting even then. When the doc
| tor saw that the man was dying, he
asked the servants il their master had
any relations living. They only knew
| Of one--a brother he never saw, n broth
er who q few days before had knocked
at the door and had gone away unseen.
They knew his address, for he had left
it. He had como up to London, hoping
against hope that still the great actor
would endeavor to get him an engage
ment. So the doctor telegraphed to him.
and he had only Just that moment come.
"Send him to me--now-at once" the
| dying man said in voice now weak.
| "Tell him, before he comes up. that his
brother Glen is longing TO see him."
The doctor went TO the door and called.
and when he saw Henry Walford as
cending the stairs he started in surprise.
Harry, old fellow, one said, lifting
| hand out of bed with last strength.
"Cleml Clemr' the other cried, TAX
|
other arm around his neck and lifting
his head up. Then the two men kissed
| each other.
Harry, old boy, I'm dying! know
it. ! shall have missed tonight, shan't
| |? But I've found you. Come nearer
to me and listenl Harry, I've been cruel
| to you--you forgive me!"
| The other clasped his hand
"No. no; say it! Say Il forgive your
"Clem, my brother; ! forgive you.
Glenn" Henry Walford said. through
| his tears.
II shan't be able to talk much, SO
must say it quickly. A little water
| just wet my lips. Thank you-thank
| you, old fellow. Now, listen earnestly
to me. Cone very near Harry, your
chance has come ut last-and tonight.
You can take il in my stead, for shan't
| be here. You know tho part? All!
| thought so--you have played it many
| times. But mine-mino is daring plot.
| There Is my fur coat on the back Of that
| chair--put it on. Yes: never mind about
letting go my hand-put il ON. Harry"
Henry Walford did so.
"Yos-yes--it is myself 60 down 10
the theater tonight. Walk in at tho
stage door without saying word. They
| will touch their hats 10 you and let you
pass. Go to my room-it Is the first on
the left. Make up-dress-everthin is
| there. BE in readiness--the orchestra
will commence, the curtain will rise,
| -and-as-you-step on the stage
the house will ring with applause. Your
| chance-has-coine - at last. Thank
God-l--yc1r brother Clem--can give
II IL You. arry-Harry. old fellow
Harry-hold my hand--lm-goodby--
put yclr arms--round me-Harry-
| Harry
The man fell back In his brothers
arlns--dead!
That night tho theater was packed.
The stage doorkeeper touched his hat to
the great actor rs he passed through
without word. The promptcr's bell
rang and the curtain rose. Hamlet en-
tered and the noise was deafening, and
when the curtain fell he who played the
Prince was called again and again. On
the morrow the newspapers devoted col
umn after column in eulogizing n re-
niarkablc performance, zone that would
live in the memory Of all who had seen
it, Then. when tho truth came ont,
the excitement and curiosity were in
creased twofold. Clement Walford was
ever remembered, Henry Walford from
that night was never forgotten. His
chance had come at last.--Harry How
| in Strand Magazine.