Omaha daily bee., 1903-04-11

one hardly goes to Venci's and at Z o'clock
for tea. So 1 left him, and 1 remembered
thinking how curiously a man was affected
by being in love.
II does not matter how ! know the rest
Of It. 1 do know 1t, and this is what hap
pened. At 10 o'clock that evening Carew
was strolling through Soho, making, l
fancy, for his club. AS he turned a corner
near Regent street, a girl, quite young and
prettily dressed, stepped forward In front
of him and laid her hand on his arm. She
was very pale and looked i'll, but the man
was thinking Of other things. He muir
INJURED something commonplace and tried
to push past the girl. Then she caught
hold Of his sleeve.
God, have you no pity7 l am starvingi"
1t startled Carew. He apologized, and
his hand moved toward his pocket. NO
ticing the movement the girl gave a little
moan. But whether Carew was a beast or
not, he was a gentleman. He raised his
hand instead and offered the girl his arm.
Then he took her to a OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES
knows the place-and ordered dinner, or
supper; a meal anyhow, for two.
The girl was simply f~ainting for want Of
food. There was no possibility of mistake
about that. Carew had ordered the meal
out OF consideration for the girl in a pri-
vate room. The mans most chivalrous part
was uppermost in him. She ate ravenously
until her hunger was appeased. They hen
began to talk.
The girls appearance gave the chapter
headings of her life's story. A sad, bad
story, old, and containing no light to re-
lieve its pathos, of a mans betrayal OF a
woman's trust, and afterward OF a dreary
mist of weakness In the land where one
side sows and the other reaps-wild oats.
But she spoke as a woman speaks whose
early days nave been good and sweet; too
good and sweet for the memory OF Thorn
to have faded.
Carew sat listening. fitting parts of the
story to his own life as most men might
At It to theirs. He shivered once or twice
when the girls weakness made her lean
back in her chair and pause for a minute
In the telling of her story.
At last the story was told ana the girl
sighed, exhausted, and full Of gratitude to
Carew. 1t rather stung him. the graft
tude. Then he began to talk. He had
ascertained hat the girls mother was a
widow, and lived near Liverpool.
There is a train which leaves Euston at
~ O'Clock every night for Liverpool. Harry
4 CATeW neIDeQ lH6 bAAA ihNo q mSN NAN1
carriage. There was an engaged" label
on the window, and though the girl had no
| luggage. there was in her seat a soft rug.
a bundle Of illustrated papers and a little
basket from the refreshment room.
"Goodbyl" said Carew, as the train began
to move. He was standing on the foot
board and holding the girls hand In his.
you'll tell your mother what I told your
Eyes, yesi May God In heaven bless
OIL Goodbyl"
Everyone knows that Daisy Morton In
sisted on driving to the church at the ap-
pointed time next morning. Although two
hours before Carew had not arrived at his
peoples place, yet Queen Daisy said h
would be at the church. Everybody wal
there, except the bridegroom and the bride
groOm's father.
The bridegroom did not come at all, an'
when the bridegroom's father came he car
ried in his hand a telegram. the wording
Of which filled two tissue sheets. TheI
little Daisy gave way, and old DR.. Gordoi
stayed all night at the Mortons' place an
a good part OF the next day.
The telegram, though It did occuny twl
sheets, said only hat Harry Carew wa
sorry, n then again that he was sorry
very sorry, He would never be seen Il
Hampshire sgain; and once more he we
sorry. Il was then the men at my elu
pronounced him a beast.
know that shortly after noon on tn
day Fixed for his wedding Carew landed 4
Plymouth by the express from Waterloo
In the luggage van we're a couple OF new
regulation tin trunks. and their labels wer
addressed thus:
n. r. CarsW, R n q AasSiliA, Ply