The Penn's Grove record., 1895-12-27

rassd Al nm YorErssksnt ia naushts
mpudencs and then 4otted into GOV.
srt.
1y on hls way. 1T sysn srsnder
than l was told Of" Ne murmured to
himself. wealth, coArort happiness
everywhere. And 1t hight all have
been mine. Every sick and every
shrub left to the wife and me between
as. 1t fell to US BY vfh the day BE-
fore III died., the day before ! wa
burned to ashes In Dc Chicago fire.
Fancy the irony Of th4,i Tue day be-
forei Why didn't the News reach mel
I'd q fne fund Of sslnshness about me
then.
"And Louise was risht after all. II
was her duty to urge me to business I
was as lazy a. the day was long then.
and she told me of II, and I hatsd her
for speaking. I've thought since over
that letter, and the pain It must have
caused her to write.
"Eh, well, that's al past and done
With. 1 died. l res hull Of conesit in
myself, and thought Oh American for,
hume was easily made, even Il II was
sometimes lost with nddenuess. PAIL
never reached the nrst rung u the lsd.
der. ! never rose ADORE iahcring with
my hands at unshflisd trades. and II
was being constantly hhown me how !
was an Indifferent lab9rsr ct thai.
"No, I've rhiassa II badly, and all
through my own shott-sighted fault !
might have had q wife. children and a
stately home. what I do have is my
share Of the queens wet highway and
weary aches to lie down upon. OF my
self 1 shall never now be more than
what I ans broken wastsr. But
here "a n thing 1 won't do. and that's
ask help from her. Shed give It, II
I sought for It; she'd call me- back as
aer husband II she knew me to be aiivei
she'd share with me Tiliingly what is,
perhaps, after all, legsSly mine to share.
But no, I'm blamed X / do. Shes q
rood woman, and I'm what they call In
he States a mean man. Yea, mighty
mean and down at tie heel, not at all
white; but I've made my hed, and ]
won't remake It even II l have the
.hance. Things ard uncomfortable,
but 1 guess they won't drag out much
longer"
He aat hea viiv down on the wet way.
side turf, his legs dangling over the
ditch. Ten years; ten terrors for me.
Ten years Of her thinking herself O
widow. She's had the chance 10 marry
again; / heard all about it. Leslie
asked her. the only man I was Jealous
Of before I won her for myself. She
likes him, / know; she always did; and
for him she's the only woman In the
world. But she wouldn't marry him
for all that, though he could have
given her love, title. more wealth, yes,
everything a woman could want"
A crunching noise made the tramp
turn his glance. Asmart carriage with
a pair Of ponies was coming up round q
turn Of the west road. A woman was
driving; a man In livery sat behind
The ramp gazed for q minute with
starting eyes, then turned away and
with bowed head. faced the ditch. "0h
my Cod he murmured, and clinched
bis hands TIL the nails drew blood.
The noise Of the wheels ceased, and
there was the sound Of rustling skirts
The tramp also noticed the faint sme!
of sealskin. but he kept his back reso'
llutely immovable.
George"
The tramp did not stir. A trembling
hand was placed on his wet shoulder.
George, look up. I know 1t is you
Awoman. go away. You are making
A mistake"
Look me in the face and repeat that
al viii not. I can't"
She slipped down to q seat beside hin
ON the sodden turf, and the groom q
the ponies heads felt bis Jaw droz
| down through wonder.
"oh, Louise, why can't You pass m,
by? / only came for a peep. ! didn'
intend you to see me-God knows
didn't. It's all yours now, and I'll NO
take a fraction away from you. / hay,
chosen my path like the scoundrel tina
Ii was, and / must keep along It. /
isn't at that l should turn back now"
AYet you must stay, now that / hav,
found you."