The Hawaiian star. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu]) 1893-1912, 1894-10-02

AZ am going to have her for my wife,"
Dick would say, and rs he always managed
to get whatever he wanted |, as a child, be-
lieved that the marriage was a foregOne
conclusion.
Dick was not inclined to be intellectual.
So when | went away to boarding school
and subsequently TO college our lives
parted practically, though we met often
afterward, and | think, after his fashion,
he liked me. | know l had come to regard
bin with indifference, if not with con-
tempt, for never forgot his meanness to
me when | was "A boy. Indeed, and curl
ously enough, the wrongs borne passlvely
when was child reused my anger when
thought of them after | had grown to
be more than Dick Folingsby's physical
equal.
Like all selfish men, Dick was inordi-
nately vain, particularly of his power over
women.
He had many love affairs before he
reached the age of %, yet from first to last
he always chung to Edna Davis, the only
person in the world who seemed to have
any influence over him.
Edna had grown up in fulfllment Of all
the promise of her childhood. | saw her
last when sht-was but little more than 10,
and, although her friends assured me that
the doctors could not find any organic dis
ease, her lilylke beauty and the evident
lack of physical strength convinced me that
she was not long for this world.
Little did then think that the poor girl
was dying of broken heart and that Dick
Folingsby was the cause. He had asked
her to marry him, that is certain, but she
refused, though she loved him from first to
last and him only
I'm Il Y | a friend
Lexington, Ky, Dick came into my room,
and pointing to the death notices in news
paper he said hoarsely:
"Read that"
/ glanced at the notice. but was not sur
prised, for two days before this | had at
tended the funeral of Edna Davis and won
dered that Dick was not there.
TITS awfulN' he gasped.
ayes; very sad, | replied,
He sprang to his feet, his face the color OF
the ashes on the hearth, and whispered;
"She was murdered l tell you Edna Da
Wis was murdered!
Nonsense" | said.
"But it's true. And know the murder
er!"
/ told him rest would do him good and
begged him to lie down.
"Yes, old fellow, | need rest mighty
pad, ana III hOOll TAKE u lOl8 Ont. LDuI, ]
repeat, she was murdered, and know the
murderer"
Hoping to quiet him, for l could see h,
had been drinking, | asked;
"Well, who is the fellOw!'
Cant you thinkY"
''No, and don't propose to try"
"Look at mel"
did so.
~ am the guilty man, and | must pa!
the penaltyr' he cried Had done RICH
Edna would be living and my happy wifi
today, but / did wrong, and she knew it
That's why she would not marry me
though she never loved man but me"
Take Sleep ! suggested, "and you
will feel better tomorrow"
'No," be said "Edna's dead. She wal
the one thing that held me to life. | car
never feel well again"
He reeled out Of the room, and | supposed
he had gone off to drown his woes real o
Imaginary, with more liquor, and SO, as HI
was not pleasant subject for thought,
tried TO forget him.
The next morning my host came into m.
room looking very much disturbed, for he
too had been one of my childhood's play
mates.
"My GodP' he gasped, this news is ter
Gble!'
"What is iti" asked.
This morning Dick Folingsby was foun'
Bing across poor Ldna's grave with bul
let through his heart"
And this was the end of a selfish lift
which, under proper guidance, might hav'
been noble aud happy.