The people's journal. (Pickens, S.C.) 1891-1903, 1896-11-19

Wrapped FROM its Shcutl u Olittcrtng
bid'iC.
with his sleigh, believing that IL s -~'
drive in tho cNhilarating mir would be
OF benefit, Lcalc, too, left them, and
Mrs Fnrrar and Helen Daunton were
practically alone. Mess call sounding
chccrily had called tho men to their
monday meal
The eyes Of the elder woman had fol-
lowed tho tall, soldicrly form Of Lcalc
as he left tho room, and then, tcnderly,
qucstioningiy, almost entreatingly turn
cd upon liclcn.
81 love him almost us do my own
son, ll"lcn. My husband died in his
arms. Surely you must realize that his
great heart has belonged I, you cvcr
since ho first set eyes Oh your bonny
| face. "
| feet
"Oh, not thatl Surely not that! Ho
| is my good, truO fricnd," sho cried
"Not the less your friend because all
your lover, lIrlcn"
con, never my lovcri / havo no right
| i ana not frCcr'
'Ii$tcn to ne, Hclcn. pleaded her
friend. "Shall one mistake blight IL
lifetime? | know your short murriago
experience was cruel one"
cit was-hcavcn knows it was," u.s.
scntcd Helen, shuddcrinE.
| ''IhVn do not mako youths mistake,
dcar,' continued Mrs. Farrar, land
think tho story ended because one chap
ter IL cIoScd / thought my story ended
when they brought me home my dead
soldier. I've prayed many II timo my
story might end in tho years my first
born was an outcast Helen, l havo
hardly spoken to you Of my eldest boy,
but can tell you now that, standing
here tonight, rcalizo how out of sor-
, row peace has como to mo. Death,
Q which took away my husband, gavo me
1 back my SON."
$ "Drath' cried Helen. "Royle Far
u rar Is not--dcad?"
[ Helen. how strangely you speak.
j. II" has been dead II year, though only
+ recently did they give mo all tho cruel
o facts. Major Wayne learned them from
G the consul in Mexico" p"
In uncontrolablr agitation Holen
I D"unton had turned away. "Roylo Far
) rar dcad!' she EusrCd. '"Thcn I--oh,
, | God he thankcd!'
The tears were binding Mrs. Farra1,
and for moment sho saw nothing Of
h''n hpltililon. l. nc DcllS or LCalC'S
sleigh came trlHng mcrrily up tho road
without. Hastily she dashed away tho
pcarly drops and, smiling fontlly, drew
her shrinking friend to her embrace.
'llclcn, dear, there is II new look in
your lace, she whispered.
| cit is because | rejoice in my soul
that your heart is at rest. IT is because
1T is misunderstanding, the timo Of
I II a ~ Il
of new births and sweet beginnings.
| Dear, the Christmas chimes arc pcalinR
IN my heart. 1t is the first real Christ
mas have '.Lown in years." And SO,
her arms twining about her friend,
she led her forth into tho radiant day,
with all it's sunshine bcaning In her
face. One minute only had they gono
when, crouching from the dressing
| room at one side, his faco bloated and
| distorted, the soldier Graicc sped swift
| ly across the flCor and stopped to peck
through the eastern window Suddenly
back he sprung and stood swaying ut
! thc door OF the ntcrOOm us Helen Dnun-
ION hurricdly returned. Coming from
| 'hc dazzling glare Of tho sun without
ln'o the dimly lighted room, sho almost
collidrd with tho hulking figure before
seeing it ut all.
Mrs Farrar has left her cloak" she
faltcrcd. "Will you kindly move from
the way?'
| '4ou Thought had moved from your
way" was the thick. husky answer,
| "but you re mistaken, my dear. -
| Back she started us though stung, an
awful terror in her staring eyes, her
blanching face
"H0u-itoyIc F,,rrar--and here" she