The Scranton tribune. [volume] (Scranton, Pa.) 1891-1910, 1900-11-19
The old 9nf1uence Of Eve.


I his face an almost maternal caress
with her palm.
The blood rushed to his throat.
why, it's nothing" he said. huskily.
| drawing her hand away.
She let ii remain moment IN MS
grasp.
what stupid | was" she said,
looking at him with an evident con-
Germ in h"r gray eyes
"You?" he said, Indignantly "f"n
| didn't go and spriir my ankle
Nv" she laughed, II spraned my
owu--and bruised your forehead
at was my fault" he protested; II
didn't look where | was going
I "Wcli," she sighed, taking his arm
again. .
The action seemed TO him to indi-
cate that she found In their meeting
II consolation for the accident which
had accompanied it. They turned into
their street without speaking
81 wonder what they'll say?' he
said, at last. when he saw Mrs. Henry,
mistress of the boarding house. sit
ting. with Mr.. Carr. on the porch in
| the light from the hallway.
"Who cares" she answered. boldly.
| suppose they'll try to stop me from
riding alone now
II can ride he said.
| Before she could answer CarrIcalled
out: Hello, youngsters! You've
come back together why, what's
the natter" He hurried down the
steps. Baldwin gave him the bicy-
Gle.
We've happened an accident,
maam.'" she called out gaily to- Mrs.
Henry. "I ran into Mr.. Baldwin, and
hurt his head, and twisted my foot
1T was my fault" Baldwin corrected
her. ~ didn't see her coming. and
got in her way
ooh. you poor child" Mrs. Henry
cried, hurrying down the steps to
meet Baldwin helping her up. "Oh.
you poor child | just knew some-
thing would happen. l knew 1t. sat
| here waiting FOR you-sure of it,
She put her arms about the girl and
almost carried her up the steps.
| What is it? Have you dislocated
| it?'
Il don't know" Miss Yates said.
weakly. "G knew some one would say.
I told you So
"Come right up stairs and take off
your things Mrs. Henry insisted.
taking her from Baldwin. "You wait
here" she ordered him, until ] find
out if we'll need a DOCTOR"
| He went back, laughing. to help
Carr in his examination of the wheel,
| and found that it had not been in
jured. No word came from upstairs,
| and growing impatient he went to tap
| at the door of Miss Yates room. Mrs.
| Henry quieted his anxiety with the
assurance that there was nothing
wrong. but twist" She had bathed
the swollen ankle and bandaged 1t.
| "rm putting her to bed" she said.
"You can't see her till the morning.
Good night" the girl called out to
| him.
Gocd-right,' he answered. happily.
When he went to his bed he tossed
about on his pillow until far into the
night, as excited as a boy. unable to
sleep for the memory of her eyes. the
touch of her hand on his face, the
F, weight of her on his arm. His
| dreams We're an indescrbable con-
| fusion in which she figured in Il hum
cred changing forms. When he woke
| in the morning he puzzled moment
| to think what it was that had hap
| p"ned the previous night and then
| the recollection of it rushed in upon
| MIN with Il great gladness. He whis-
! lied while he dressed. The day that
! was to come seemed strangely new
and rich in vague promises.
lie sat with her OH the brownstone
stOop that evening, looking at hhs
moon. She called it sitting on the
| rocks" and the moon seemed seaside
sentimental to him. 1t was no longer
a nemento mort for tho living world.
n white skull in the sky, and he was
not puzzling himself for an answer
to the SphinX's riddle of life. The
powers, in fact. had roconcied him
to the futility of existence with the
old influence of Eve.-H. j. O'FIigGins
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