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Our Daily Short Stories
THE SCAR ON HIS CONSCIENCE
BY ELIZABETH CHERRY WALTZ
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would have thought, to see
NV a.,dant of the Otranto bank on
'D 40 summer morning. that his con-
g had ever troubled him IN any
He was as fair and splendid at
onv hieh-bred woman. He was
oa for prompt decisions and an
.,ozing foresight. Commentary ana
aiauv he was a power. For three
Ia had been a widower and next
con would be reckoned upon by the
hers of debutantes as worthy OF
.ho nrofoundest consideration.
peonIe said that his domestic MS
.or,, was sad. He had made an unfor-
.,rate first marriage, of which no one
~, the details. His second Wife,
a,oA a brilliant eastern society wom-
had been insane for several years
,.sora her death, and for the three
.,,i,aren that had been born to them,
t,.o died in infancy and the. crippled
CON shortly after his mother. The
colonel had come out of his troubles,
oolm and accomplishing. No one knew
of any scar on his conscience. Bust
Tass men are not supposed to have
s,,cb appurtenances. Often 1t is called
sndigastion. but Col. Everard Newsome
ala NOT mistake it and dose it. He
faced it and kept silent. =.
This morning several friends had
been in. talking of their summer out
;ngs and business at one and the same
time. One went east because his wife
mist have sea- bathing, and one went
north because his old father had hay
fever in August. Country houses were
omen and everyone preparing for a
aitting Invitations here and there
we're plentiful He could have gone to
dozen house parties, camping out,
~ the Canadian lakes and the Adiron-
dack camps, But the scar on the colo
nels conscience was more in evidence
than usual 1t was almost an open
wound of late, for he could not forget
the past.
While he idly figured on a scrap of
naper alone in his office, the screen
door of the bank was pushed open and
a Young girl walked in.--She had the
air of never having been in such a
place before but of lacking no cour-
age. Her dress was plain enough, a
spotless white muslin, such as young
girl would wear in small town on Il
festive occasion. A mass of light curls
were tied by a white ribbon under a
broad leghorn hat. The face that it
half disclosed was both childlike and
noble. and the cashier. whose window
she looked into with large, calm eyes,
was startled at it's instantly to- be-
recognized expression. -.-----
Il wish to see the president of the
bank" she said
Col. Newsome, miss?- o yes-here,
Aleck, see if the colonel is in his room"
The mulatto was used to this. He
departed to see If the colonel wanted
to be bothered.
Who did you say it was?" repeated
the colonel, absent1y.
"a young girl, sah," began Aleck,
but he got no further A calm young
voice came over his shoulder. =
II didn't give him my name, papa.
just came in
The mulatto stepped obsequiously
aside. The colonel stared into a face
that was the counterpart of his own,
quite as blond and calm.
He rose and came around the corner
OF the desk. He actually stammered:
You-you here?"
She smiled inscrutably, fearlessly.
1t was his own smile
How did you Gomez. I thought you
were at school,"
I have finished that school. came
10 talk to you about what is to come
next l never knew just who you were
until the other day"
Who told you then?"
lawyer from here who came to
zee MS niece graduate. He knew me
IRON my resemblance to- you ="
AND he told you-what p %
mat you We're aIone-that YOU
were rch-that l ought to let you see
me ana to talk to you about the fu-
Who was it?"
HIS name was Oberding."
,,l me colonel at once recognized the
p,oM al himself and understood. its
reason and possibilities.
NO. Come here and sit down." he said
n +'"e "hkihdlN, and we will talk ii
over oberding is an enemy of mine. "