The Weiser signal. [volume] (Weiser, Idaho) 1890-1904, 1893-12-28
AFTER FOUR YEARS.
ssD UT surely they have left some ad-
- dress2' said I, with keen sense

"DUT surely they have left some ad-
ID dressl" said I, with a keen sense
of disappointment.
mot as know on.n
"How long have they been gomez
81 dunno at all, Pm shaw
The caretaker at nineteen West
phalia Terrace leaned on the broom
which she had brought up to help her
answer the door and looked at me with
disfavor
"Do you think the landlord knowsl"
No answer. The caretaker shivered
in her frowsy red shawl and list slippers,
and remarked TO the world in general
that when the doors was KEEP open
there was orful draueht"
took out half a crown.
Look here' said, "this coin shall
be yours ii yon'll tell me how long You
have been here-who the landlord is,
and anything you may have heard from
the trades people regarding the fam
lily"
81 never gossip with trades folks nor
anybody" was her inspiring reply; but
she gave me the address of a firm in
Gray's Inn and shut the door with all
possible speed, leaving me on the door
step which was still marked by the feet
of the men who had carried out the
furniture; they must have moved on
wet day.
Imagine the situation. A young man
goes away to Switzerland to the bed
side of dying uncle, and comes back
on the wings of the wind to lay his
newly acquired fortune at the feet Of
the dearest girl in the world, and finds
her gone-hcpelessly, utterly gone--her
house desolate, no flowers in the win
dows, no furniture In the place, "To
Let" staring from every window, and
only a woolen-swathed caretaker-a
vicious variety of charwoman kind-on
whom to pour out his wrath and his
questions.
had only known Clara three months.
| knew not single one of her friends.
| knew she had some few relatives
her mothers family-and.I did not even
know her name. The Vanes knew one
in Kensigton, and they only knew me
through our cat having fortunately
been killed by their dog. Mr.. vane
had called 10 apologize, and had asked
NE to call, and ! had seen Clara and
made my mind up One good look at
her was enough to convince any mau of
sense that she was the only girl In the
world. But was poor then, and pow
erly is prond. The Vanes' dress and
mode of life heiokened wealth. l
could Lot tell her loved hsr, and
now
The east wind blew carelessiy up The
street, driving hcrrid army CT rubbish
and torn papers b. fore it. The char
woman opened the door and put her
cnrlPapered head GU. to says
"rhere was a tnneral before the
sale; perhaps they'd tell you at the
uLderiaker's."
A fuoerall hailed a passing han
SIM and drove straight to Gray's Inn.
eyes; Mr.. Vane unfortunately died
at one of our houses-nineteen West
phalia Terrace. Left no estate; had
Systematically overshot his income.
Sorry can't give you any further in
formation
So replied draper clerk, who
seemed absorbed in papers when was
shown In, but whom l saw at the win
dow as went through South square,
pearing his nails and whistling to the
sparrows.
Not clew. The tradesmen knew
nothing, the vicar knew nothing, the
police, of course, knew nothing and
did nothing but pocket my money and
take down things In note books with
blunt pencils.
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And so Clara Vane was lost to me
passed out of life pletely-leaving
me with really respectable fortune,
which It was entirely cut of the ques-
tion for me to enjoy. never wavered
In the least in my intention to marry
her If she would have me, and | simply
waited until should see her again.
1t will be inferred that did not see
her gain. did, but not for four
years. Four long years. l won't go
SO far as to say that an hour never
passed in which did not think of her,
but I'll swear that two never did. And
loved her more than ever l used to
think sometimes In the evenings of her
pretty gray eyes and her short, dark,
curly hair, and that dear voice of hers,
till could stand 1t to longer, then ]
used to rush out of my lodgings in Re.
gents Park and tear over to Kensing.
ton and walk up and down outside
nineteen Westphalia Terrace, till