The representative. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1893-1901, 1900-02-08

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1t No. this sid Pseess whom Hester eA-
co1ntseeA upoa tAe seAirs 90 evening. aAd
stopped to question -.
He admitted - much. With caution.
When she would have questioned him ne
rushed Into q -eecriptiOn OF the private
nursing home. it's inmates and the incidents
attendant on their detention In II dur1ne
the last seven days
Her face sharpened with anxiety.
What was the doctors verdict. Peters!
would rather know"
Peters avoided her eye-and direct
answer.
MY masters expecting you" was all he
said. and she passed on upstairs with
sinking heart.
On the couch by the window Arnott was
lying. the invalid chair wheeled into q
corner out Of sight. Something in his attf-
| tude-a logged squaring of the shoulders.
an indennable rebellion-struck her at once.
and the pathos of it the incongruity be-
| tween the man and his fate sripped her by
F. the heart. Her lips stiffened . little She
! moistened them. then went and knelt be-
| side him.
Never mind" she said unsteadily: cit
it can't be helped"
| But, as his arms went around her. she
turned her face to his breast. ana the
| shadows falling round them screened and
| shut them in, so that their tears were
| hidden, even from each other
| rs it quite hopeless, them" she whis-
| pered, when the fire was growing olmmer'
Quite 1 may . wax n ON cf he' mv
| in year or two, but snail never VIC NY
| own man again.
| He looked up presently. ana broke ln,o
| a laugh why don't you say It's Gods WILL
Hester? That it's done for some wise pur.
pose. and we must bow to the DEGREES OF
Fate? Your tongues not reaoy Win ."ose
| cut-and dried condolences.
| Then as she answered nothing. ne grew
her close till her head rested on his shcai-
der and his cheek was laid on hers.
| "Do YOU know what it means? The END
If eyerything-the FINS to book con-
Guided in it's second chapter. :. ANA
we only write once with the pen dipped IN
our hearts blood after that we counter1eit
the copy with fourishes and red INK.
Oh, Hester!''-his voice was husky now
| "our dreams-our hopes and dreams.
they're like a band of little children drown
ing before our eyes, and we must watch
'em sink because our hands are tled.
He leaned his forehead on his clenched
fists and sobs shook his frame. Inen hes
ter. kneeling beside him, broke into DIT
ter cry. go,
Hush, dear. You're too good -
It's we who are exacting. we ex-
pect Him to stop the earth revolving De-
cause of little heartache
| Hester was crying. He strokeo nel
"Dreamers. dreamers both. Two fancifu
fools astride a broomstick. a
bump! and we're on earth again, WIFI
nothing but loneliness before us all ou'
days..
And the shadows heightened until the,
encircled those quiet figures, and the f1re's
dying embers fickered- hickered and dice
| out-and the room was left IN darkness
Then Hester, speaking passiOnately, Drokt
long silence.
.Why should it end? Why need the,
| drown? Murray, our hands are free If WI
will help each other. Love is so sweet, ant
life so hard! Unless we take our SUNSHINE
when it comes, we shall SILVER in cold ant
darkness all our lives. All, I know" Sh'
sprang to her feet and began pacing VI
and down. you're looking prudence a
me-prudence and the selfishness called wis
, dom-everything that wrings the JOY ant
stricken; I'm weakly; so we've no right t
love- Common sense cries, I forbid it!
Well I've only one answer-We do love
D God put it in our hearts. Your doctor
l | verdict can't root it out again. IT your
$ helpless the more need of me. You wer
L
z won't leave it, Murray swear l won't
o till you stop loving me or drive me ava
q | with blows" She was down on her knee
I again. her arms thrown round him.
d my dear, my dear, don't put me fror
o you just because your need of me has grow
d the greater! I'd be SO little hindrance-
e you shouldn't feel the care OF me-
: Hester, dearest, hush!"
g "And no one could ever love you better
q or take such care of you as I would. Peter:
: of course, is kind; he likes you. and s
he tries to understand, but I know!
q know everything you think and feel an
/. suffer-yes, and while l suffered with you
y l would make you laugh"
d Hester! For Gods sake
e Because he only likes, and I love you
That's the difference"
: And then she broke down and lay sobbin
in his arms. And Arnott kissed her, with
= out speaking, his wet cheek laid on her
you've tortured me, Hester'-the quit
d voice came presently out of the shadows
d "but I've won the fight. 'Sh, 'sh, dee
n heart; don't cry! j. What did 70
. think of me? was man, Hester. befo,
1 was a cripple. 1 couldn't be less tina
one even to gain you.''-London Sketch.