The Providence news. (Providence [R.I.]) 1891-1906, 1903-02-21
BY JEAMNETTE ". WALWeRTEl.
Copyright, 1899, by Jsaanetts II. waiworth.

, she might have, others must give; that
she might rejoice, others must suffer.
When he was working his way win
strenuous stubhornness To this goal, ne
had not questioned his own methods nor
the danger OF working harm and not
good. 10 the idol OF his life.
with the presumption born OF phe-
nomenally good physical record he had
looked forward to seeing Olivia enjoying
the fruits OF his wise stewardship, while
ne aided and encouraged Thomas Brox-
ton in his ascent OF the ladder which II
was well for every man TO climb In, his
youth.
lie was not the first man who has been
surprised by death in the midst OF unfin-
ished schemes, and presently Thomas
Broxton would be standing where that
terrible old woman had stood, def1ant.
accusing. merciless. He opened his eyes
from what Reuben had thought was a
Tranquil slumber to say hurriedly. L
think / should like TO see my daughter.
Reuben. before Mr. Broxton gets here
And il was then that Reuben, going IN
search Of her had found her In her own
room. sitting with her head buried in her
outstretched arms.
For the first time I'm her life DIVA
obeyed the summons 10 her father
presence with reluctance Dr. Govan had
reassured her on the subject OF paralysis.
"Your father was violently agitated by
the visit OF that poor old irresponsible
creature and temporarily lost his powers
OF speech. All agitation must positively
be avoided my dear, and when you go in
to his presence you must remember how
much depends upon your personal obser-
vance OF this caution"
Then for the first time in her life she
must act a falsehood. She must go into
her fathers presence with heavy load
on her young heart. longing TO ask him
.ko. hn al
ing To have him exercise the demons OF
suspicion and distrust awakened by that
old womans cruel words. Perhaps he
would die and leave them uncontradicted
Could bereavement hold "A sharper sting
She got up heavily and, going into her
dressing room, bathed her eyes TO efface
the marks of recent tears and smoothed
her hair into trimmer shape. Then she
walked resolutely into the sick mans
presence. He held out both wasted hands
and drew her down upon the bed by him,
murmuring familiar terms OF endearment.
''You are better. father. much better.
DIR. Govan tells me So" she said, return
ing his caresses gently.
The sick. man sighed wearily.
"For a little while, for very little
while, my darling. / have told Govan TO
keep me here until Thomas gets home"
Thomas? Why, papa, have you sent
for Thomas?'
pallor spread over her sweet young race
like a gray veil. Had her father any
confession to make To Thomas Broxton!
Why did ne want him to come?
The sick man looked at her imploringly.
II beg OF you. my daughter, to summon
all your fortitude. Your agitation reacts
ON me. You are losing control OF your
self. I am a very Ill man. Govan does
not try to deceive me. Several days ago
l made Reuben send a telegram To
Thomas Broxton. He may be here at any
moment"
Yes father" She spoke in a dull mono
tone. but her eyes looked tenderest pity
into his.
II want TO beg his pardon
For what, father?" in the same sad
monotone.
For my bad management of his ar
fairs"
(To be Continued)