The herald-advance. (Milbank, S.D.) 1890-1922, 1893-12-22


nered Then / as 50 badly frightened
| cried like baby. At Christmas he
sent me = rattle and SO ended chapter
two.
Chapter three is consecrated to one
who was my nearest, dearest friend.
From childhood he had been like i
brother to me. Two years ago he died.
Just before he expired he asked for me.
When | went to I'm he gave NE This
ring as 4 remebranoe and spoke words
| shall ever remember.
tear fell and dimmad the emerald
and her voice trembled Is size began
chapter four The hero OF this cha Irter
was a professor of music. He had
lovely curly hair aad sang divinely.
All the girls in our set We're mldly
in love with him, so | was tiattereI
by his preference. All w.Ant smoothly
until one day | met linn in he city III
4 dreadful plight. He had been caught
by shower unprepared. The rain had
taken the curl from his ha.- and the
dye from his musiache. Ills loIS locks
fell around his face like rats tails
Ugh. it was horlid. | was SO Disguised
| discontinued my music lessons. lie
said he would shoot himself II | didn't
relent, but he never did" she concluded
with All injured air.
Poor fellow" laughed Horace. But
how about chapter iiye!" She flushed
and faltered, but slid: oh! I'm in
the midst Of that now" What would
you do il you knew how it would end!'
said he.
She looked up into his anxious face,
then said very seriously. Close 1t and
begin another.
Toll sir! 1t was the recreant gate
keeper. Horace paid the toll, whipped
up the horses and they dashed through
the busy streets. A few minutes Later
he left her at Mrs. Seacord's door and
bade her merely cool good evening.
The next day just as the morning
train was leaving the station, 4 messen-
ger boy rushed breathlessly in. lie de-
posted box on Maud Seacords lp
and having done this, hurried out Sle
| opend the box. There, lying half-hid-
den among the deep red roses. was q
card. On one side was engraved .Hor
| ace Albert Harkness," on the other in
| gentleman's handwriting these words
.sThe Close Of Chapter W
| 1T was your turn. Mr.. Harkness,"
| called out a languid brunette, who was
| lounging in 4 hammock.
| Give us your experiences, Harry
suggested some one on the other side
OF the fire Still the person addressed
continued to gaze thoughtfully into the
| burning embers. At last he began what
she called "A love story that ended un-
| eXpectedly.'
| He pictured scene at toll-2ate,
| lust at twilight. Restiye horses an
anxious youth and golden-haired
maiden with tip-tiltel nose and
pensiye mouth We're there. He ex-
planned the young mans object IN ask
! ing the history Of the ring, and told
| them how she saved him a direct re-
! fusal by her story. He related what he
remembered OF her five chapters, con-
cluding his last and shortest chapter
when she found the card among the
roses containing the words: THE Close
of Chapter W
THAT man was an idiot" abruptly
| remarked the languid brunette. Why!
| asked the st1y teller curiousfy. Be
cause the girl loved him. she contin-
ued. She gave the only answer she
truthfully could when she said she
said SHE would close ii and begin an
/ other If she knew how the chapter
would end II he We're only flirting
with her she would be compelled u
close it, while. il he really loved her,
the new chapter would follow rs
| matter OF course.
did they ever meet again. Mr.. Hark-
nessy' She turned to where he had
been sitting, but he was just disappear
ing among grove Of evergreens.
|
"Glory to God in the highest! On
earth peace and good will to men, the
choir chanted, and the words found an
echo in the hearts Of the silent WOr.
shippers. To the few who had come to
midnight service this Christmas eve
the beautiful service seemed very i'm
pressiye. They all followed the service