The daily morning Alaskan., 1902-04-01
JONATHAN
Fly Perisy PoOrs sheehan.

fall In love too. "l tell you olu hlun' he would say when opening letter or familiar blue. "when you are not feel ing we'll and the world grates on you like camel's hair shirt, there Is noth- ing so good as m old fashioned love letter."
 They must have been tender and sympathetic. but wlthal dash of am bltion and inspiration In them. No tale of village gossip could have brought that light Into Jonathan's eyes or that flash of color to hls cheek. At their conclusion he would dream awhile perhaps and then fall at his books and work like mad.
 He showed me her picture one night. She was dark. with high forehead and shadowy eyes. The mouth and chin were both well formed, but rather masculine. lt was beautiful face though not pretty.
 Although Harrod had loved the girl all hls llfc-and she hlm, lf there be aught In the signs of the zodlac-they had misunderstanding of some sort or other during the summer that fol lowed his graduation When he re turned east the following autumn, he was quleter than ever before and, If possible. more gentle and sympathetic.
 He and had rooms together. where. In lieu of other inexpensive pastimes. we were wont to spend the evenings working and reading. saw from the first that something alled him, and as he no longer received the blue en- velopes or counselcd me to lose my heart l guessed the reason and asked no questions.
 He did not become npathetlc, Jona' than didn't. His old habit of work was stronger than ever. And now hls stories began to appear occasionally In the magazines and the dear public to recognize his name and to read what went with it.
 Two years had passed away before Jonathan had made even the slightest reference to thls love affair of hls, and that was when he came Into my room one checrleSs. gray November after n on the picture of nbjcct melancholy.
 In his hand was a crumpled piece of paper. This he placed before me on the table; then he went and seated himself before the fireplace. where l could not see his face The paper was a clipping from some Inland Journal describing In norid terms the wedding Cf Miss Wlnifrcd Conover to one Amos Schencck. Only half the article had been clipped evidently, and this had been pasted on a half sheet of note pa pr.
 | read the tawdry eiTuslon through; then ! twisted it to pieces and dropped lt into the wuStcbaskct.
 Jonathan. my boy" l said. going over and seating myself on the arm of his chair. "who sent you thls thlng?"
 "l do not know" And there was a world of sadness In his voice. "The envelope was addressed In a strange hand. and not word accompanied it."
 We were both silent for moment. The logs were burning cheerlly: out side the wind was blowing gale. Jon athan sat with hls face In hls hands.
 When came here Co you just now" be said. "l was chilled and lonely the day Is so sombcr-and I had been tramplng all over the country. and well. | came to say goodby. l wanted to leave this life and walt for Wini fred in the next. for"-hls voice went straight to my heart-"ah, Billy. loyo her so"'
 You lie down here on the lounge be fore the fire" commanded him. "and stop this breeding" pushed forward the couch as l spoke. and he dropped on 1t like an obedlent child. He gave me one grateful look and then, under the Influence of the genial warmth and the fatigue of many vigils, fell fast asleep.
 Whether or not dozed I cannot say. but suddenly was aware that some other than Jonathan was In the room | raised my eyes. and there. to my ln' finite surprise and astonlshment, l saw standing opposite me. across the table. styllshly gowncd young woman.
 started to my feet with an apology on my lips. but as glanced at her face my tongue was tied. and remained silent. She was dark and with high forehead and shadowy eyes. The mouth and chin were both well formed. but rather masculine. and she was beau tlful. though not pretty.
 Miss Conoverr' exclaimed.
 "Yes." she answered. with a voice that was low and vibrant. n Is l." Then, with the color mantling her cheek. she continued:
 "I have just arrived In the city. Yesterday l learned that an ancient enemy of Jonathan's sent him para graph from an account of cousins wedding. Rnd"-the color increased. then quickly subslded-"knowlng Jon athan so well { wished. If possible, to see him befor, the clipping reached him. And. you see. knew you also knew him we'll
 Her lips closed tightly for a second, then curved intc a smile. Two great tears started from beneath the droop Ing lashes, but were quickly Intercept ed
 looked toward the place where Jonathan lay. A screen was between