The Cook County herald. [volume] (Grand Marais, Minn.) 1893-1909, 1900-10-27
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When John aWoke ut was day. The
low winter sun was already in the
& heavens, but his watch had stopped,
and 1t was imp ssible to- tell the hour
exactly. Ten, he guessed It, and made
+ haste to dress, dismal ref ections crowd
d Ing on his mind. But it was less from
terror than from regret that he now
3 suffered ]; and with his regret there
were mingled cutting pangs Of peni-
4 tence. There had fallen upon him a
blow, cruel. indeed, S but vet only the
h punishment Of old mi DING; and he
had rebelled and plunged into fresh sin.
The rod had been used to chasten, and
e he had bit the Christening fingers. His
father was right; John had justified
y him; ] ohm was no: guest for decent peo-
pies houses, and no fit associate for de-
cent peoples chill dren. And had q
I. broader hint been needed, there was
the case of his old friend John was no
drunkard, though he could at times ex-
coed and the picture Of Houston drink
Ing neat spirits at his hal stable struck
him with something like disgust. u He
hung back from meeting his old friend.
He could have wished he had not come
to him; and yet, even now, where else
was he to turn? II
These musings occupied him while
he dressed, and accompanied him into
s. he nI Of In h Mo-
open on the garden; doubtless, Alan
had stepped forth; and John, did as he
supposed his friend had done. The
ground was hard as iron, the frost still
rigorous; as he brushed among the hol-
lies, icicles jingled and glittered in
their fall; and wherever he went, vol
ley of eager sparrows followed him.
4 Here were Christmas weather and
Christmas morning duly met, to the de-
light of children. This was the day Of
s reunited families, the day; to which he
had SO long; looked forwards thinking to
awake in his own bed in Randolph
Crescent, reconciled with all men and
repeating the footprints of his youth;
! and here he was alone, pacing the al
leys of a wintry garden and filled with.
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And that reminded him: why was he
alone? and where was Alan? The
thought Of the festal morning and the
due salutations reaWakened his desire
, for his friend, and he began to call for
him by name. Il As the sound of his
voice died away, he was aware of: the
greatness of the silence that enyironed
him. But for the twittering Of the
sparroWs and the crunching of his own
feet upon the frozen snow, the whole
MINDLESS world of air hung over him
entranced, and the stiffness weighed
upon his mind with horror Of soli-
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Still callingat intervals, but now with
a mo- erated voice, he made the hasty
circuit Of the garden, and finding Meth
er man nor trace of man in all its ever
green coverts, turned at last to the
house. About the house the silence
seemed to deepen strangely. The door,
indeed, stood open as before; but the,
windows: were still shattered, the Chin
neys breathed no stain into the bright
air, there sounded abroad none Of that
low stir (perhaps audible rather to the
ear of the spirit than-to the ear of the
f1esh) by which house announces and
! betrays its human dodgers. \ And yet
Alan must be there-Alan locked in
drunken slumbers, forgetful Of the re-
turn Of day, of the holy season, and Of
the friend whom he had so coldly re-
ceived and was now SO churlishly neg
Letting Johns disgust redoubled at
the thought; but hunger was beginning
to grow stronger than repulsion, and
I as a step,to breakfast, if nothing else,
ne must find and arouse this sleeper. II
He made the circuit Of the bedroom
quarters All, until he came to Alan's
chamber, were locked from without,
and bore the marks Of a prolonged dis
use. But Alan's was a room in commits
E sion, filled with clothes, knickknacks,
4 letters, books, and the conveniences of
n solitary man. The fire had been light
ed; but it had long ago burned out, and
the ashes were stone cold. The bed had
been made, but it had not been slept in.
Worse and worse, then; Alan must
1 have fallen where he sat, and now
sprawled brutishly, no doubt, upon the
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