Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1894-09-05

r. .T'm afraid" he began to protest
''that I can't stop this evening. ]
have"
''Just minute" Miss Sturgis plead
ed. 'fYou must let me thank you TO,
your trouble; and then, I want to con.
gratulate you, too"
Karl followed her into the dining
room, where the table was spread 70,
dinner.
''Sit down." she said, and she drew
. chair out for him and another fol
herself. '.Now, Mr.. Engfer, she went
on, 'I am awfully obliged to you TO,
having brought me my habit"
| As the young man looked at her in
the soft Light cast by the pink shades
that adorned the candles in the can.
delabra he thought he had never before
realized how beautiful she was. She
was SO bright this evening, too-so
cheering-and, what was dearer to him
than all else, she was really almost
familiar. The chasm which had once
seemed SO wide between them was grow.
ing narrower and narrower. There
was no doubt of that. Once he was Or
dained the breach might easily be
closed entirely.
"And now," she went on, II want to
offer you my congratulations upon the
good news I heard to-day; that you
are coming to the mission to take Mr..
David's place"
Karl could hardly believe that he
heard Alright Could it be that she
was actually pleased that Mr.. David
was going away? At one time during
the latter part of his attendance at the
mission Sunday-school he had thought
that she cared something for the young
divine, and he had really been q little
jealous of him.
"You are very kind, Miss Sturgis, "
he said, Every kind. Do you take o.
much interest in the mission a.
formerly?"
"Oh, dear, yes. More than everl"
"Then I suppose I shall see Q good
deal Of you, there?"
"Of me?" she asked, surprisedly.
ooh, you don't know, then! Why
thought every one knew. Haven't you
heard whom Mr.. David is going to
marry?"
A sharp pain as from knife thrust,
shot through Karl's heart. He seemed
suddenly unable to breathe. There
was rumbling, rushing sound in his
head and swaying, darkening cloud
before his eyes. He was conscious OF
\ tingling chilliness, and then of a
numbness in his hands, his feet, and
his legs from the knees down. He
made an effort to pull himself to-
gether-to hide his feeEngs-but he
failed. He felt that he was sitting !;
that he must get into the fresh air, at
any cost; and he heard himself
mumbling something, he scarcely knew
what, his voice seemed SO strange and
unnatural.
The next moment he was stumbling
up the area steps on to the sidewalk /;
and an instant later he had come into
collision with some one who was about
to mount the stoop.
The shock steadied him. He started
to apologize, but the words died on
his tongue. The light of street lamp
across the way had revealed to him the
face which he had suddenly come to
nbhor-the face of the one man in all
the world whom he hated the face OF
the thief who had robbed him Of
hope that for seven years had been to
him more than life itself, and Of an
ambition that had raised him from the
level of his own people to place OF
which he might well have been proud.
Iastinctivelv he clinched his fists.
and fire came into his eyes. Then,
Iuddenly, he grew dizzy again. Iron
ingers seemed to be pressing upon his
temples with the terrible clutch OF
leath, and he staggered away like a
drunken man.
He wandered the streets for hours;
! whirl of memories in his brain, q
eaden weight upon his heart-up one
ihoroughfare and down another,
through by-ways, in and out of blind
,lleys, seeing no thing, caring for moth.
ing but to escape from himself and the
torture that was within him.
Presently he became conscious OF
the sound of tapping waves-the mur.
mur of waters-and a chill in the all
that pierced him to the marrow. Re-
called thus to q realization of his phys.
ical being, he glanced down, to see
that he was standing on the extreme
end of long pier, with the dark river
flowing below. A keen wind was
blowing in his face; thousand lights
glittered on the opposite shore.
"Another step, he murmured, 'and
1 should have been out of it all. Why
did I not take that one as took the
others? And, oh, I must have taker
SO many tonight. How tired ami
Ee stood for moment in hesitation.
Something was whispering to him te
take that one step more. It was foI
her, it told him, that he had adopted
the church as his calling. OF wha,
use was all his learning-his Greek and
Latin and Hebrew, his knowledge O.
the Bible, his knowledge Of theology
What good would he do?
Then another voice, lower, sweeter,
more tender in its pleading. spoke te
him. 1t seemed borne on the wind,
which had suddenly died to a zepher.
1t answered the questions, one and
all. 1t breathed encouragement. FL
babe him look up.
He raised his eyes heavenward.
Across the river, above the roofs and
chimneys and spires of the sleepina
city was faint but ever-increasina
band Of light. A new day was dawn.
ng.--Frank Leslie's Weekly.
WISE WORDS.
The flowers shed no tears.