Bryan morning eagle. [volume] (Bryan, Tex.) 1898-1909, 1898-08-09
MIR. PHILIP BROWN.

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Helen Armstrong closed her satchel
and gathered together the scattered
belongings that had accumulated dur
Ing her long trip west; she drew on
her gloves and rearranged her hat and
veil. for not the first time In the last
half hour. She knew that the train
| speeding on was surely, rapidly
bringing her 10 Crimson Greek; In
/ few minutes more she would be In her
fathers embrace.
How she had begged 10 Join her
father: she had endeayored 10 con-
vince him how unhappy she was away
| from him and how much 20 their
mutual advantage her presence at the
/ Crimson Greek mine would be. Al
last she wrung a promise from him
that she should go TO him nc the end
OF her course In the school.
John Armstrong was ever an lndul.
gent father and he gave his consent
10 q plan that colnclded with his own
desires. but be gave II unwllllngly
knowing how hard the life would De
10 Helen. who could not realize the
prlyatlons that would be hers In a
small mining camp.
The train slackcned its speed. the
friendly porter came TO help Helen
on with her hand Luggage aud In n
moment she found herself on the plat
form In front Of a miserable.lOOking
station decorated with the sign Grim
con Creek She gazed around seek
Ing the dear familiar figure she had
pictured all these last few days, but
instead she saw advancing toward
her n tall. brown.bcardcd man. lie
lifted his hat courteously and said In
accents which little accorded with
his rough mining dress: Miss Arm
strong presume; I am Philip
Brown"
ooh. are you Mr.. BrownT she
asked. almost rudely Where Is pa.
pa? thought. Of course, he would
, be- here" Her voice trembled.
81 know II must be very dlsappolnt-
ing. hut he couldn't come. II was Inn
posslble-he Is sick"
II never knew him TO be sick be
fore" she said, half dazed.
. 1T Is very sudden. lie seemed
! quite well up to day or two ago.
, but yesterday morning the stroke
came, mean. you know-oh. don't
BE- alarmed. Miss Armstrong I've
all hope for the best
Phnip broke ofi. feeling utterly
helpless. NJ he saw the trcmulous lip
and the blue eyes filling with tears
Philip silently helped her into the
wagon that was 10 conduct them "a
the mine and II was only after they
had left the dcsolatc station a half
mile behind that the silence was brok
en-.
mir. Brown. please tell me al
about IT, Helen said. her vote,
sounded hard aud cold, even 90 hei
own ears. she felt stunned and numl
and was conscious Of an unreasonable
dislike for this strong, bronzcd maj
beside her.
PhIllp told her how be- had foun,
Mr.. Armstrong lying in an uncon
sclous state the morning before. Ill
dld not mention that be had riddei
1 miles at brcakneck speed 10 the icle
graph station In order to sumon m
doctor In time for the evening train
nor that an night he had sat by IN
bedside Of bis friend, watching III
falntest signs Of returning conscious
ness until just nj daybreak, before h
had started 10 meet Helen, his Wig
had been rewarded by a few broke
IA A,ntenccs from the stricken man.
q. "Jelen- Philip Helen go befor
It's to- late: bring my little girl"
When Philip paused Helen aske
firmly. though her face was white:
Of us II the ehdT
Il, Philip for one moment hesitate,
k but as he looked down into her que
at tloning eyes he could but answer III
On truth
ly - fear So but hope we viii he
%. time"
Il. At last Helen knclt boy the side ,
IL her fathers bed.
In. Papa, Papa! Dear daddy" n
cried ns she kissed her father an
the sick man smiled conlcniedly /
be- answered Daughter
NO Philip aud the doctor left the roo
ed and Helen laid her soft young che,
In against her fnthcr's face and clasp,
va his hand almost ferccly ns " 10 no
10 him bnck. lie read her thought M
on answered. IT'S no use, little girl.
're am going: II was only the Thought
seeing you kept me here this long"
"No no. papa. don't leave mew
Re brave, Helen; I'll leave you
ice good hands, dear; The fortune hunte
va won't get you"