Evening bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu, Hawaii]) 1895-1912, 1902-09-04
SHORT STORY FOR
EVENING HOURS
AARON GOLL0P AND HIS
SORROW.

the day before, as | W"lkeu uo"h
the street. | had seen the doctor turn
from his surgery door into the stable
yard. and, following him inside the
sreen gates, had heard tn news from
him.
Yes. it's all over" h. raid; the
poor little maid died early this morn.
ing: went out with the tide"
I'm sorry, | said, for the child
had been a friend of mine. How does
he father take it,"
Badly" answered the doctor, very
badly: there will be trouble there. |
expect. viii you come with me? I'm
soing into the vale. Lovely drive. No?
Then good.by. Come in some evening
soon and play chess" md with a
CHEEKY nod he got into the dog cart
and drove rapidly away.
I stopped to light my pipe, and then
went through the doctor Yard, mean
ing to take short cut through his
fields into the lane that led down to
the beach. A rough wOr len fence
screened the barton from the tennis
lawn. and the doctors wife was at.
tending to a large spray u Jackmanii
clematis which had been lown down
in the night.
Monica Gollop's dead. nhe said as
/ passed; isn't it said?'
Very sad" ! answered; very sad
for the old man"
There will be trouble 'Gere | eX
pect." she said, unConsciou1ly echoing
her husbands words: he all alone
now"
It's an awful thing 10 be alone"
said, for knew. and the Doctors wife
assented sympathetically. lhen
went on for my walk.
That was the day before. and today
was the great annual festival of tn,
Burial Club. Already the church bells
were ringing. and the men folk were
strolling up the hill to TIE big felt
from which the procession was t.
start. The green sashes they wore
across their broadcloth coats were a,
incOngruous as Paul Krueger's presi
dental scarf. but they made a brav,
show and their wearers displayed then
proudly.
The children were streaming up thu
hill in noisy companies, the little girl
: by themselves in the stiffcit of whit,
frOcks. with elaborate has instead o
= their pretty every day Sunbonnets
!; and with preposterous parasols; tn
: little boys by themselves IT, their Sun
, day suits. with enormous collars. an,
well creased boots.
/ The atmosphere of busting anima
ton was not congenial'to me, for
was picturing Aaron Gol!op sittin
! moodily by the bed on which his dea,
child was lying. had known him al
his life: harsh. stern mar. who sine
the death of his wife in childbirth ha
, centered his affection In his littl
Monica; quarrelsome inan. who's
= moods could only be controlled by tn
prattle of baby lips: a hard drinkin
. man. who yet would abstain for week
and spend long days in the stone kitct
Q en- alone with his daugh,or. nettin
r hammocks for her TO swing in. o
8 carving rude dolls for her to pla
q with; an ignorant man. whCse readin
9 was confined to the Bible, and who's
conversation was a strange miNtur
I of coarse blasphemy and almost Phal
A asaical pietism.
q could imagine him with dry eye
and rebellious heart sitting alone 4
/ the cottage up the hill, listening su
!, lenly to the sounds of the e stival on
side to which the child had looked fol
ward SO eagerly; could pagine tn
grim expression on his rugged face a
he remembered that 1t was the ieas
Of the Sick and Burial Cub, and