The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1897-03-27

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FER: moor soul. If you had it would have
cut her up terrible
NO. said Harborde. as though speak
ing TO himself. Il was to have been
married.: but that's years ago now' ana
I'm an old man."
"Oldr' interjected the porter you're
no more than five-and-thirty. I'll go
bail. You do look older, to be sure But
walt till you've been out bit. youh
soon rub Off them lines and look DIT
more uppish."
The engine at the end or short tram
OF carriages relegated to the fortianu
line after becoming too Thoroughly out
Of date for even the Somerset and Dor
set local service between Weymouth
and Dorchester. gave n thin, wlntry
squeak. and Harborde. in fever OF APP
prebension lest It should start without
him. tumbled into the first carriage
that came handy. ticketless.
The porter came to the door. You've
got no ticket. Here. give me shilllng'
and I'll get 1t for you. Book to Wey-
MOUTH?
yes said Harborde. fumbling In
his pocket for the money.
'Now. you're all right" the porter ex-
claimed returning a couple of minutes
later: there's the ticket and the change.
No. thanks: you'll want all you've got.
Good-by. mate, and good-luck to you"
with a bump and groan the train
moved out of the station and ambled
along the line running at the back OF
Shesil Beach at the rate of eight or ten
miles an hour Harborde was one OF
half dozen passengers. but there was
no one else in his compartment. He
sat thinking Of all that had happened.
He had heard nothing OF those at home
for many months: they might all be
dead. How would he have the courage
to go to the door with this possibility?
What would he do If Jane told him his
mother was dead? He covered his face
in his hands at the thought, and sobbed
as only a strong man can sob in the
corner of a carriage. With a great jerk
the train pulled up at the station. and
Harborde got out. His fellow travellers
regarded him with curiosity because
his friend the porter had told every one
of them who he was when he examined
their tickets, inveighlng bitterly the
while against the caustic humor Of par
doning an innocent man.
Harborde noticed nothing Of this. He
inquired of porter the next train on to
the junction for Applebury, and then
discovered that he was both hungry
and faint for want of food. He went
out into the slippery, muddy street at
the back of the houses on the Parade
and at length found quiet little eating
house, where he was served with a
meal by a girl, who had plying eye,
after consulting with her superior in
command. At o'clock he was again
on his way in his train, in the company
this time of other fellow-creatures who
one and all regarded him with a feel
ing akin to that with which they would
have submitted to the company of a
dangerous animal. Harborde noticed
it after a time, and putting his hand to
his head suddenly made the discovery
that his hair was noticeably short.
After this he realized that he was a
marked man, and no longer wondered
why the lady opposite drew her warm
plaid dress away from his feet. and the
other lady with two children sidled as
far from him as possible and asked the
guard to find her seats in another car
riage at the next station. He was in
nocent, but how could he explain 1t to
them? If they could but know what he
had suffered surely they would weep.
He hadn't the paper with him: even If
he had perhaps they would not believe
that he and Thomas Harborde men
toned in the paragraph were one and
the same. Two men got in where the
lady with the children got out. They
each of them threw n glance. shrugged
their shoulders, and then became i'm
mersed in their papers.
1t was quite dark when Appleburv
was reached, and Harborde. luggage
less. speedily passed out of the station
without being recognized. There seem
ed little alteration in the place. Sey.
eral of the shops-now gay with Christ.
mas good and finery-in the main street
now had large plate glass windows in
place of more countryfied fronts. but
were otherwise much as fifteen years
ago. For moment he stood confused
staring up and down the street. re-
garded by the passers-by with curiosity
Then he remembered that he would
have to go along the street past the
grocer's whose window projected a
yard into the footpath, turn down the
by-street, and then again turning tax,
the road leading to his home.
In ten minutes he reached the garden
gate. He had run part Of the way. anf
now he could not make up his mind T,
go up the drive to the door. What n
they were all dead? He grew sick n
the very idea. There was a light in hi,
mothers room, which was at the from
Of the house. What II she were in
perhaps dying? At last mis- legs carrie,
him up the drive, which swept rom,
the little front lawn in semi-circle
He heard the bell tinkle shrillv NJ N,
back Of the house. The sound SCENE,
like home. All at once ne remembers,
how, years ago. he had banged II will
a long-handled broom till II ianple,
p against its fellows on either side.
; The door opened. A flood Of usb
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