The Newtown bee., 1892-07-29

istence of a host of brilliant hacks.
 Although he deferred the bringing forth of his great conception, he cherish ed it fondly, and it's anticipated advent was his dream. Even at that time, I eemed Carson hero-one of the kind not only possible but numerous in these days of apparent littleness. To do thing worthy of his talents some day was his life ambition; to make safe and sure the home of his wife and children was his self appointed preliminary task.
 The sudden killing of Haskell, the artist, in railroad accident. was like a flash of lighting to Carson. When he heard of it, his face paled anda horrible awakening showed in his blue eyes.
 IA man never knows what may hap pen to him. he said in a low voice. I could easily read that he was thinking: ''If I had been on that train! Debt still hanging over the home. Blanche and the babies !'' He added aloud: "I'l write to that life insurance man to call tomorrow"
 Three days later-it was on a Sunday T dined at his house. His wife was a charming hostess-contentment and gay ety personified. The children reflected her brown eyes and her suitability. Their home was manifestly that of an art lover made so with such economy as woman's s ingenuity renders easy. We had merry afternoon. When left at evening, Carson walked with me to the corner. We stop ped beneath an electric light.
 "How happy you ought to be, my boy." l said..
 "Yes," he replied quietly.
 But you work too much. Surely you can afford to reduce the pressure a few pounds.''
 ''No. I found out yesterday that I must increase it.'
 His soft eyes met mine. There was a hidden sadness there, and his face was without it's wonted animation. The elec- tric light gave it an almost ghastly look.
 'sWhat do you mean?" I asked.
 'sSimply this. They wouldn't insure my life. They found l have consump- SlOI duU dISO lIdpiilty eo ASSAcho of the heart. Whether I exert myself or not, the doctor won't give me more than four years to live. By loating, l might gain few months, but then l couldn't clear the house of debt. I can pay it off in nine months if I hustle. I shan't know moments rest until I do. If there's nothing else, you know, when I'm gone, Blanche and the youngsters can let the two upper stories and live on the rent"
 ''But your great idea-your Brave Surrender" your bait for fame?"
 s'I'll have to drop that! It's living for Blanche and the children that I must look for now. I mean to stay in the ring till every cent is paid, if drop dead the moment after! Don't mention it to any one, old man. She mustn't know it. have to say goodnight now. l want to do comic song for Renshaw, the comedian, before I sleep. l hunted down funny idea in bed last night. It'll be worth five dollars a stanza, if it's good. ,"
 I looked after him as he walked back hurrying homeward to begin that race QeaCn Wnlcn more LHan one man ndS run and many man has lost.
 Carson himself had made the terms of the contest. The goal that he under took to reach ere his pursuer should overtake him was the payment of the last dollar due upon his home.
 Any attempt to influence or to persuade him from his course would have been futile. He had stiffened his lips and dilated his nostrils, and he meant bus iness When met Dr Harbster in the lobby of the Broadway Theater, between the acts, on the next night, asked him if Corson's case was as grave as Corson though it.
 Exactly, if not more so. It came on him insidiously, you know, without haemeptysis or prominent chest symp- toms'
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 ssWell, he ascribed his fever and throat troubles and dyspeptic indications to local and temporary causes. Phthisis had it's clutch on him before he suspect ed it. He may live two years; he may live four; the time depends on many cir cumstances-