Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1899-01-27

couldn't get near you. Don't let mo
think Of those things before | had learn
ed to say, L don't care, and when you
could have helped NO. Don't let me
think of them"
He brushed past David and pulled
open the gate.
"Wait minute, Donald. What you
say requires an answer. Listen to me.
You forget circumstances made it al
most impossible for Us to be friends.
Ny fathers unkappines5 with your
mother his dislike of you-orCeliy IN
just, admit
81 was his sin" And Il sheer made
Donald ugly for moment. Ills eyes
couldn't bear to light on me. The sight
of mo turned him sick and made him
nose for comfort among the Psalms tell
ing of King David's repentance. l was
his materialized sin, and he scourgcd
ME. You know that"
eyes, but there, don't let us 60 into
that miserable business I'm only try
ing to defend myself. The injustice of
those days wasn't my fault.
"And after John Temple died was
there any difference? You gave me
work, but was nothing to you. For
eight years I've been busy at slow homi-
eide, strangling whatever was good in
me. You said nothing. You didn't tell
me then to brace up and make somo-
thing of myself. Now"-and the words
were cry of anguish-''1 seem to have
a malformed soul unfit for struggle.
It's like entering a cripple against a
giant. Once what wouldn't have given
to have felt you really cared! Think
what it would have been to me! was
without a friend, as ready for evil as q
laid powder trail is for a match. If
you'd spoken then as you did tonight
he paused, looking away from David.
"You didn't. You offer your enoourag-
ing words now. They're useless, and l
refuse them"
He closed the gate sharply, and David
watched him down the street. There
was sick sense of guilt at his heart.
For the first time he faced the truth.
He saw himself wrapped in egotism,
living for personal success, never think
ing of want in Donald's life. He had
always known he was cold, practical,
stern, apt to view tho failures of life
with Impotence, the road to his heart
a narrow one beset by roughnesses; but
to realize he had been cruel, too, and
that the remorseful soul he had faced
tonight was in some degree q result of
his self absorption, was new and hate
full fact. Even this new consideration
for Donald had been selfish. His own
unqualified content had made him kind,
as an overfull glass must waste some of
it's wine.
On leaving the club he had looked
forward to a cozy hour with Anne. when
he might have led her to talk about her
cousin; but he had been reused to some
thing sterner. to face q delayed duty,
and when he did anything he did it
we'll.
Anne was writing when he went into
the sitting room.
II met Donald at the gate" were his
first words, and he noticed look of
anxiety pass over her face.
Were You speaking to him?"
Eyes, we had it out. Curious, wasn't
it, after all these years to know for the
first time the real Donald at your gar
den gate?"
Don't be hard ON him." she said
clearly. standing up.
An expression of defiance in her eyes
added to his self rsproach. He looked at
her thoughtfully.
~ must have seemed brute to you.
Sit down by me here, Anne. and help
me little. I've always been 90 obedi.
ent to my conscience 1t has never been
a nuisance. Well, tonight it stings me
like fretful woman, and must silence
it." he said bitterly. "I'm going to do
something for Donald. I've scheme I
think would save him. I'm going to
help him with all my heart"
lyon will?"
with all my heart"
"Oh, yes!" she said, seizing David's
hand. her love for him rushing over
her. Hes done all he could to ruin
his life, but you'll help him to value it
now. You're 80 goodr'
TO BE CONTINUED.