Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1896-04-11
PRIVATE TUCKER.

name Before William Tucker, Esq,
became known to the world of men he
had been a plain boy, very good, very
about nothing in particular. Smaller
boys checked him with impunity and
made him fag for them; bigger boys
simply ignored him. Grown to man
hood, there was but little change in
him. His Juniors snubbed him and yot-
ed him fool; his seniors for the most
part imposed upon him. He submitted
to it all with the best possible grace,
glad only to be taken notice of in any
way and apparently considering that it
was the only thing he could expect.
Then, as though life itself, as it stood,
did not hold sufficient bitterness for
him, he fell in love.
He must have known from the very
first that it was all hopeless and that it
could at the best only disturb his peace
of mind. But he went on nevertheless
in his own dull stupid fashion, content
only to touch her hand occasionally, to
get a sort of second rate smile from her.
1t is probable that there was no thought
of any future i'll his mind.
He would turn up quite unexpectedly
at any place to which he knew she would
be going. He would linger about nerv
ously and unhappily in corners, SO that
he might have the opportunity of look
ing at hel. He seemed to ask for moth
ing more.
He would carry parcels and run mes
sages for the pretty child-she was but
little more-and considered himself
we'll paid if he received only smile in
return.
Once she was i'll, and he scarcely left
the house i'll which she lay until she
was well again. He haunted it by day.
He fingered about aimlessly at night.
He ruined himself by his lavish pur
chases of flowers and hothouse fruit.
When at last one summer day he was
told that she was convalescent, and that
she would see him, he felt that heaven
was within sight.
He was shown out into a garden,
where she was seated i'll great chair,
with all her delicate beauty thrown into
stronger relief by the white bearskin rug
against which she leaned.
She looked so pale and weak that, if
anything could have increased his love
for her, her appearance alone would
have done it.
"You havo been very kind, Mr.. Tuck
er,' she said i'll low voice, "and am
very grateful. You have done SO much
for me, ard your flowers have been with
me every day.
There We're tears in her brown eyes as
she finished speaking and held out her
hand to him. Then it was that William
Tucker made the one chief mistake of
his life, and, i'll stammering utterances,
tried to tell her of the emotion which
possessed him. But she staid him with
Il light hand upon his lips.
II am more grateful even than be-
FORE" she said slowly, "but you offer
me a gift which l cannot accept. I can
not tell you how sorry I am or how
much believe in all that you have told
me. But love another man, and love
him very dearly"
He was silent for few moments,
standing there with his eyes cast upon
the ground like scolded schoolboy.
But he looked up at last, with some
thing of smile breaking across the
whiteness of his face.
"I might have known" he said slow
ly. Il might have known, above all
things, that it is not for such a man as
l am to snatch so great prize. might
have known that it was the best and
wisest thing for me to remain only your
friend--only your faithful dog, who
may try to be of service to you some-
times. Can you forgive me sufficiently
to let me still hold that place in your
thoughts?"
Il shall hope that you will be my
very good friend always, Mr.. Tucker"
she said gently. Il am to marry Lieu
tenant Lacey. 1 should have told you
before"
"Bclieve me, am very glad," he re-
piled. II am only dull dog, but
should be Il poor sort Of fellow indeed if
l did not appreciate your kindness and
your confidence.
Thereafter the dull, stupid, common
place man showed SO delicate u tact and
was also Sc cheerfully generous to the
man who lnd taken the place he had