The morning call., 1894-01-07


laughed-n0t at Pat. oh no. not at poor,
Kind Pat at LeOnie. who glared at Murray
so ferocious
1t was very strange. but the pain OF that
foolish emembrance was so extreme thAt
she groaned aloud She felt as II She hateu
Murray and his sisters Her neart turned
away from MIN at once and forever. she
rose. ana then with a determined air APP
preached The machine. She sat down.
She placed the tiny tubes to her ears. Not
all her natural cOurage-and 1t was great
could soften tie loud drumming OF her
nuIsps. And the lirst words that she heard,
i'm PATS own voice, with just the same
hesitatjuplisp at which she used to laugh,
we're. "Don't be frightened, dear. but |
feel as if ! should be there when yOu
listen"
Somehow. a vast revulsion of feeling,
she could not comprehend or appreciate
il. swept over her. The second before the
uncanny horror of the incident was strong
within her: now, though stricken with
awe. she experienced no fear; il was Pat,
her own true lover. whom she never could
hurt again, and she sobbed under her
breath. as she would have sobbed to him.
ION, no, / am not frightened, but, oh, Pat,
| am so unhappy
1t was like an answer that the next
words should be. ''lf YOU grieve for me
little | shall know it, no matter where |
am. / know | shall know. on. nv DAT
ling, | lave loved you so, / must knOw!'
1he voice was like voices dulled by
railway train in motion. but it was Pats
voice and it affected her indescTibably.
1t spoke with new and ardent
eloquence. or such it seemed TO the listen
ing woman, whose tears Tell faster and
faster as she listened. 1t poured out
the depth of mans soul. Face TO face
with her. such self-nortrayal would
have been impossible to Pat. as impossible
as elOquence; but he had the passion of
confidence that only comes IN our I'M
| agincrv addresses, where we are free
from The shackleS of others moods as re-
| tlecied in their faces or their words. uD-
checked by GOODNESS or fear of antagOn-
ism, yet have all the inspirations of their
presence, since Se feign il ourselves.
He had never talked OF himself, but
! now he told her of his father and of his
youth. She saw him delicate, mother
less boy, in q dollhouse of care. because
of his fathers sacred love; lad at col
ege, longing for wider life and action.
but cramped (though he did not say il by
his fathers anxiety and his uncertain
health. 81 wanted TO go into business,
said he. "hut that was the one thing on
earth my dear old father wouldn't let me
do-On account of my COMPOUNDED health,
! you know. ! might travel-though 1t
broke his heart to be separated from me-
| might be as PXtravagant a dog as |
chose; he would not hava me in the husi-
ness. And do you know what | actually
had to do? | had TO rig myself IN as a
workngman and get job in our own fac
tory, on the sly. | used my own name,
but nobody suspected. aud / used to drop
iron piOwshares through a hole and souse
them in tar. no better and no worse a man
than any of them. / got So week, and l
used TO get home and meet my father every
night at dinner. 1t waSn'tuntil l got my
first promotion that | confessed to my
70 Kgn / SfrODUar - The
voice. which had been growing fainter.
paused. then said: II Will finish to-mor-
row. Goodnight, dearest"
But there came only the hmm of the rail
wav train. and then a clap. as If something
! mad snapped. There had come no to-mOr-
row 60 Pat Desmond.
But she-she knew now the heart of the
man that loved her Too late she felt that
/ moving of her own heart toward him, for
which she had sighed. With moan she
sank down on the floor beside the insensate
body that held his voice. IF / don't love
him, why does il hurt me sop she wept.
Il was thus crouched on the floor. sohbing
and kissing a letter, that Leonie found
her.
pats dead" she said quietly.
"Dou't cry" said Leonie, with very
strange expression. Maybe there is some
mistake.
There's no mistake. He is dead and l
can't tell him l love him"
Don't be too sure of that. And don't
| cry, don't cry"-she was beside her.
smoothing her hair with a shaking hand
/ "there may be some mistake. Rawson
/ always looks like sDecter out for a stroll.
/ ard he has lost second cousin who left
/ him money, so he wears crane ou his hat.
and as be can't grieve for him, he takes it
! ont in looking glum. And as for that ma
! chine. Pat did think he was going to die
! and did talk into it and make his prepara-
z hui ha q dr. in. ,f
| the operation all right and was at pri-
/ vate hospital getting on first rate. and he
! got up out of sick bed. | felt like
CRYING he looked so pale. When | saw
/ him"
Him, Leonie ?-Leonie? ?"
Yes, him; he is alive; ne is downstairs.
! 1t was Rawson's mistake. He was to
! carry a package of fruit aud flowers, and
| they hadn't come. aud Rawson was told to
| take the package in Mr.. DeSmOnd's room,
| so lie fished out his Northumberland il
! was labeled and the note attached, some
where in the room, | suppose; anyhow,
! he brought it and reported to Pat, who was
nearly wild, and plunged out Of his bed
and rushed down here on special en-
CINE. | had gone down 10 that laundry
woman. who wasn't waiting at ALL had
to 90 all the way to her house, and she
won't wash for less than seventy-,fve cents
dozen. an awful price. when she counts
the stockings as two; but they are all rob-
bPrs--"
Hester's face was white; but her eyes
began to shine. "You met Pat" she
gasped.
"Of course. He was on his way from
the depot. Not being any train there
wasn't any coach. just like their shiftless
ways. He told me all about it,
"But-but why didn't YOU get here be-
fore 1t would have saved me"
Saved you from loving Pat perhaps"
Le9nie struck it grimly. "No," | said to
myself, ITS now or never for Pat. If she
hears that pOkerish thing and his voice in
it, she'll ind ont she cares for him, if
there's any care in her. and Pat shall have
show" So | took him around Robin
Hoods barn to get there, and kept him
quiet by telling him you were gone down
town. He was in fever lest you should
omen the thing. Now you can go down
or. / have lived so much abroad | don't
mind .seeing gentlemen upstairs, IN call
him. Pat! Pat come up here; quick"
Certainly, he did look i'll. but he
bounded up the stairs, and when he saw
Hester's face he did not need 10 speak
Tell him what you told me- said
Leonie gently, and she stole out OF the
room.-Octave Thanet.