The Laurens advertiser. (Laurens, S.C.) 1885-1973, 1897-02-02

newspaper in which she had ever had
anything published and read her work
carefully, in the hope OF thereby gain
ing some idea OF what might naturally
be expected of her. But she had writ
ten in many veins, and he might as
we'll have tried to read a solution in
the stars as in the printed pages
whereon was mirrored the state OF her
mind in the days gone by. Besides,
In non OF them was there visible q
trace of the belief in the supernatural
that had characterized their last con-
yersation, and the theories then ex-
pressed left him more mystiied as to
her probable subject than anything
else could have done.
She had stipulated that at the end
of a month he should come to her with
his drawings. Then they were to read
her story and examine the pictures
together. If each was the complement
of the other, she would marry him as
SOC as he wished. Three weeks of
the allotted time had passed away and
Clarence Hay had fretted and fumed
himself into q mere shadow Of his
former and robust self, but with all
his worrying and specializing no wand
ering shaft from her high train of
thought a pierced his obscure brain.
He studied out a plot every night in
his dreams, but they were all different,
and when it came to selecting one
from such a Heterogeneous mass of
%fancies, his ~predicament was as woful
as though his slumber had been vision
less. He was about to go to her and
explain hat as mind reading vas not
his forte his was q hopeless case, and
that in the name OF justice she ought
I'm hp lnnianf md rpsnip1 hnr !, ra,CD
able decree.
But just at that time he received an
inspiration.
On the last day Of the month he pre-
sented himself before Miss Pearson
with five drawings which were, he
battered himself, the best he had ever
made during his career as an artist.
She read her story. 1t was a graphic
description OF Syrian life in the siums
OF a large city, and was unique and
strong in conception and execution.
Then he showed his pictures. They
also illustrated Syrian life in the slums
Of q large city.
She looked at him admiriugly.
Never BEFORE" she said, have
had an article furnished with such APP
%propriate illustrations. You are the
man whom Providence intends me to
marry"
Her admiration and affection were
very sweet, but there was Il large dose
of gall and wormwCod mixed with
Clarence Hays draught of honey.
Miss Pearson" be said, rs he was
getting ready to go, Il haven't been
honest with you. l love you too much
to impose upon you. There was nc
Geographic correspondence between
your mind and mine to prove that |
am your affinity. l came by know
ledge In a Very material way. Read
this letter, which l received d week
ago"
He handed her a square sheet of
white paper and she read aloud
Mr.. Hay-Miss Pearson has finish
ed her story. 1t is a description OF
Syrian life in the slums of a large city
Interior of room given in detail (illus-
trate(. Characters ire mother and
three little girls illustrate in group.
Youngest child dies with American
doctor at bedside (il~lustrate). Woman
is well educated and superior to aver.
age Syrian woman, but very poor (illus.
trate as she appears ia the street.
Doctor loves her, but she will not
marry him because she believes it her
duty to her ace to live among them
and elevate them illustrate 'rejection0
"A WELL WISHER."
Held on a minute. Don't say any
thing till l tell you ALL" he said, a.
h commenced to speak. 81 couldn't
have though: Of this from now till the
crack of doom. | dian't know who
sent that letter, whether q mutual
friend who had fathomed your secret,
or u rival to whom you had contided
all and who wrote this merely to lead
me astray. But l concluded that a
false scent was better than none at ali,
SO | went to work. | spent two days
IN the Syrian colony. You sec the re
suit. There, | was truthful, ever
though | may be too practical TO suit
your taste"
He waited for her to say something,
but she only stared at him in surprise,
"If you want to retract your deci-
sion, all right" he said del Jctedly,
but think | have earned you"
Still she did not speak. He bowed
himself out OF the room and had roach.
ed the outer door, when she called him
back.
Clarence" she said, standing close
beside him, "yOu have been honest,
| have not. didn't think you would
tell me about Observation-Disclosures. Clar-
cnce, IL"
well, what?" he asked, as she
paused timidIy.
II knew you would be too dull to
guess by the aid of mental teiepathy
and wrote that letter myself"