The Hawaiian star. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu]) 1893-1912, 1897-10-06


ueNo'ion' y low Wceks experience OF the
'squhiof MS sho termed II, oi thelr com
pulsurN retirement thc continual troubles
OF when area up the iuunts OF MS inspl'
ration ana kept MS pen sun inactive Win
the imminent approach OF struggle Tor
barc existence, Drought It's lneVlthhlo us
nssor. HIS VIC frankly confessed her dis
Illusion, ana retired dlsdalniully from TIC
contest WIN adversely
where she went Sllhs made no attempt
to discover lie worked on steadily IN his
loneliness ana recovered much of his loei
lhcultN' producing WORK winch hchleN'u
ialr measure OF success, though he never
again attained the triumph of former days
The greater part OF his earnings he iuith-
fully sent to his wife's solicitors, but Silns
never attempted and soon did not desire
to communicate direct with the woman
who had deserted him. Enough for him
that by his remlttanccs she was placed be-
yond the reach of want, or even OF the
need Tor that economy which she dctostcd
III she should ever want him, she kbew
where he was to bc found, and that SUI.
feed. He had the solace OF his loyal re
mem branco OF her at best. He had biz
work, which was only possible in peace
ful solitude ana he Knew II would he
worse than tclly to attempt to disturb
either
Thus the years passed on until one
morning as he was starting out on his
daily errands telegram was placed in
his hand. 1t was summons to the death.
bed of his wife. Without allowing himsel!
the delay of preparation, habited in the
thrcadbare garb he had long considered
sufficient in his present retired life, he
FASTENED of to the city where it appeared
that his wife dwelt, so strangely near to
him and yet divided from him by that
gun OF estrhngement passablo only at tins
urgent summons.
1t was not more than half an hour after
the receipt Of the telegram that he stood
before the door of handsome mansion in
one of the suburbs He gave his name to
the maid who answered his ring and was
Immediately hidden to follow her uT
stairs At the door of one of the rooms
young girl was standing, her pretty face
pale and drawn and her eyes heavy with
weary watching The maid servant men
toned his name and withdrew.
'You are too late Mr.. Sea brooke. | am
so sorry. | telegraphed to you immediate
ly my mistress told me to, but that was
only ut the last moment" And she led the
way quietly into the room.
Silas could at first distinguish nothing
in the darkened room. AS his eyes grew
accustomed to the darkness he saw the
! figure of u young man kneeling beside the
bed in an abandonment of grief he made
no attempt to conceal. The figure of his
wife lay still under the sheet, her white
face framed in masses of her rich brown
hair. Silas saw that the intervening years
| of their arrangement had left but few
traces on that beautiful face, and he re.
! joiced that her way in life had flowed
smoothly to its close.
He stood there for a moment looking
! down at his wife and wondering at the
calmBcss with which he could look at that
face which be had thought could never
fail to move him
To him she seemed now rather n pic.
ture, Il memory Ct long dead past. and
his heart was strangely cold and un
touched Presently tie young man lesid'
him rose tn his feet, and, now seeing Sen