Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1900-04-12

iHiu ~ WHERE IL cOulu easily De f0unQ.
He took his watch, which had been a
gift from his father, pawned it for all
that 1t would bring, and sent the
money to Maggie ONeill, giving her
no hint of the donor. He wrote note
OF AFFECT apology to poor old Effinger
an apology such as a dying man
writes to one he has ruined. Then he
called on Winnifred Inderrierden.
1t was late afternoon, and she was
receiving, so when he went in he
FOUND her with many others.
| Is there no hope that can see you
alone for moment?" he managed to
say, getting close to her at the tea
table. She looked up smilingiy.
I'm afraid not. Art. What made
you SO stupid as to come today? Don't
you remember that Thursdays-"
L haven't been remembering any,
thing very we'll recently" he said and
moved away.
But you are coming back?" she
called. He shook his head, bowed
tremendously to the ladies near him.
and left. What bright, elate, un-
sophisticated face his sweetheart hadi
she dwelt in world apart from his.
She had known nothing but sunshine
and could not even guess at such
travail of the spirit as he was endur-
ing, 1t was just as well, no doubt.
He wondered that he did not suffer
more acutely at his parting with the
woman he loved, and suspected that
ne was not living up to the full oppor-
tunlty for pain. But it seemed a little
thing to make personal sacrifice af-
ter what he had endured. If ii had
only been within his power to give I'D
more and so retrieve the disaster for
those who had trusted him, then it.
might not be necessary to do the
dreadful thing that remained to be
done that night. He looked at his
watch. Dinner had taken him long
time. 1t had ben a good dinner, con-
slsting of the things he liked best.
That particular waiter had served
MIN for two years, and they silently
enjoyed each others society. Arthur
arose now and held his glass in his
hand.
Dixon" said he, "have the kind
ness to fill that glass over there and
to drink with me toto the past,
Dixon"
But that will do no good, sir" said
4.
the coiored boy, looking worried He
did not ike the gentlema n's manner.
Nothing does any good, Dixon, but
drink" So the man did as he was
bid. After he had paid for his dinner
Arthur laid little pigskin purse upon
the table.
Dixon, have often tipped you. To-
night | am not going to do so, because
you seem like friend-the last friend
| have-and one does not tip ones
friends. But kindly take this little
purse and in it put the tips of other
men, remembering me-"
But are you going away, Mr.. Will
kinson?"
No, Dixon, I don't know that I
could say l was going anywhere.
Some folks would think | was about
to take long journey But it seems
to me that l am making myself sta
tionary 1t depends upon how you
look at it, Dixon Goodnight"
Goodnight, sir. Tiff can be of
any service to you"
mo, no! Goodnight"
1t was strange that the world would
keep up its unseemly roar when a man
sat preparing himself for death, Why
did the streets not grow quiet? They
would certainly be quiet before dawn
He would wait till there was silence.
A soul ought to have that much con-
sideration shown it when it passed
from being.
The young man sat in his most COM
Portable chair in the darkness of his
room. He could not endure the glare
of the lights, and the sight of the ma
terial objects distracted his thoughts.
He endeavored to forget the things
that tortured him-tried the expert
ment of concentrating his thoughts
upon one idea, and that idea, obliv-
ion. To be extinguished-what more
could weary man desire? To forget
the betrayed trust. and entailed mis-
cry, the bad judgment, the foolish
prodigality, the uneager love, the self
seeking friends, the easy scorn, that
was the best thing. And in the grave
was forgetfulness.
The night passed feverishly. He
had no idea whether it was hours or
minutes that were passing He was
merely waiting for the noise to cease,
and presently there was silence.
Now" said he, and lifted a glass in
his cold and steady hand. But some
thing came between him and the faint
light from the distant street lamp.
There was an unexpected darkness at
the window. Involuntary he with
held the glass from his lips. A sec
ond later u masked man stood in the
room. He could not see Arthur, who
was in black shaaow. But Arthur
took note Of him-of his height. his