The Pioche weekly record. [volume] (Pioche, Nev.) 1877-1900, 1895-12-19
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ered him into the drawing-room' wheie
4 bright fire welcomed him ike
smiling hostess.
Ha sat down with a sudden relaxa-
tion Of his muscles. AS ne waiteu az
his ease. his senses absorbed the ilghC
and warmth and beauty oil the ROOM.
n was familiar and yet it had a new
meaning to him. A bird was singing
somewhere in the upper rooms' caroi-
ING with a Joyous note that seemed 10
harmonic with the warmth ana Color
Of the room in which the caller sat'
The young man stared at the hre'
his head leaning on his hand. Ihere
were lines Of gloomy thought In MS
face There were marks OF bltter
struggle on his hands. His dress was
strong and good but not in the MODE
He looked like a young lawyer with
his clean, dark face, smoothly shaver
save for little tuft on either cheeK,
His long hands were heayy-lolhted
with toll,
He listened to the bird singing ana
to the answering chirping call OF
girls voice. His head dropped forward
in reverie.
How beautiful her life is! MS
Thought was. How absolutely with
ont care or troubled She knows no IN
certainty such as l feel daily hourly.
She has never question OF daily 1000;
the question of clothes has been
diversion for her, worry OF choice
merely. Dirt. grim,sshe knows moth
ing of. Here she lives, sheltered IN a
glow of comfort and color, while L
hang by my flnger-ends over bottom
less pit. She sleeps and dreams whlle
l fight She is never weary, while |
sink in Imy bed each night as II II
we're my grave. Every hand held out
to her is a willing hand-if it is PAID
for it Is willing, for she has no enemies,
ever among her enemies. o Cod! LII l
could only reach such place to rest
or just a year-for lust month. But
such security, snch rest is out OF my
reach. must toll and toll, and when
at last I reach place to pause and
rest / shall be old and brutalized and
deadoned, and my rest will be merely
sleep.
He looked once more about the love-
ly room. The ocean-wind tore at the
windows with woolfsh claws, savage
to enter.
1.-THE world bowling out there is as
impOtent to do her harm as is that
wind at the Window" the young mar
added.
The birds song again Joined itsel
to the gay voice of the girl, and theI
he heard quick footsteps on the stairs
and as he rose to greet her the room
ruby.
They clasped hands and looked int
each others eyes moment. He say
love and admiration in her eyes. Sh
saw only friendliness and some dark
unsmiling mood in his.
They sat down and talked upon tn
fringe Of personalities which he avoid
ed. She fancied that she saw pei
sonal sorrow in his face and sh
longed to comfort him. She longed t
touch his vexed forehead with he
fingers
They talked on, of late books an
coming music. He noticed how clea
and sweet and intelligent were hi
eyes. Refinement was in the folds {
her dress and in the faint perfum
which exhaled from her drapery. III
flHm flesh of her arms appealed to hil
like the limbs of a child-beautifu
He saw in her face something wis
full, restless. He tried to ignore it, I
seem unconscious of the alteration /
saw there, for it panied him. 1t a
fected him as part of the gener;
misdirection of affection and effort i
the world.
She asked him about his plans. Il
told her of them. He grew stern an
savage as he outlined the work whic
he had set himself to do. His hant
spread and clutched, and his teeth S,
together involuntarily. "It is to be
fight" he said, ''but | shall VIM"
He rose at length to finer mood ;
he stretched the plan which he hope
to set in action.
She looked at him with expande
eyes and quickened breath A globe
light each soft eye seemed to him.
He spoke more freely of the strugg
outside In order to make her feel h,
own sweet security--here where I'll
CRIME Of trade and thr reek Of polite
never came.
last he rose to go, smiling lit
as II In apology for his dark moo
He looked down al her slender bod
fobed 50 dainty ia gray ana white
she made him feel coarse and rouct
Her eyes appealed co b IN, her planc
wac like q OBTAINING hand, lie fel
y, and yet he said, abruptly;
ssGood-night."
"You'lI come to see me arainn
Yes he answered very 81 nplv an
gravely.
And she, looking after him as h
went down the street with head ber
IN thought grew weak with a terrlb
Weakness asort Of hunger, and dec
10 her heart she cried cut:
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