The Yale expositor. (Yale, St. Clair County, Mich.) 1894-current, 1903-10-30

now my minds botter'n when l Bot
hyar list'nin' ter yer men talk
flush came even through tho tan
az rough sadlers face. and Smith
shuilled his feet upon the gravel aud
Knocked the ashes from his pipe as he
said slowly:
"Thanke 'ce. Jones. Yves been frien's
nigh 0nter fo'ty year. an fer my part
I amt a.goln' ter low sech triAin'
words ter KEN atween we. Hyar's my
hand on {. I amt mebby so onfrien1
tO'rd D'lores es ye pear ter thonk.
Yves all say thcngs { ives don't mean.
an mebby thet's Their way OF us. Eh.
Sadlcr?"
sadlcr nodder his grisly head slow
ly. He wasn't 30 frank spoken as
Smith nor perhaps SO ldnd-hcarted IN
der HIS rough speech. Smith said
many rough things. but he would have
done much also.
And young Green, holding Dolores
warm hand closely in his to assist her
up the rough. seldom trodden path I'M
der the bending boughs and CHASTITY
mista. was thinking Of the many years
she had lived there in tho stolid set
Element with not one friend In all the
world save. II might be. the rough un-
spoken kindness OF Jim Lode and
Cinthy. And with his kindly eyes up
on the grave. beautiful face he could
but wonder how such life could yield
such a marvel OF womaniines1 and
tenderness.
II was a strange freak Of hers, no
doubt. this wish 10 once again stand
upon tho brink OF her fathers death.
but how could he. loving her. dissuade
her from a desire so Intense as this
wac shown b. the pleading ~ the dark
eyes? had 80 they had come. End.
standing IN tho very place where che
stood years before. with the misty.
mysterious gllf az her feet and tho
broken glimpscs 81 biuc heaven
through the floating mist, a touch OF
oricg and pleading and tenderness
camc over the pure. ralc face that
caused this man. loving her, "a bow his
tcad a5 one inyoluutg-ly bows the
heed before tho cha with the
touch al an iDdrscrilablc holiness
brooding above. And Re removed his
hat. standing So. with his hand upon
her round arm as she stood immoyl-
bic searching the terrible death below
her. - though for the sO'v.ng 81 tho
bitterness OF her life. 90 though for
tho sOiylnE or hcr own harsh heart
lesancss in accusing her father when
none other save tho nan at her aide
and others with wicked intent. charged
him with crime. And there was an
agouY dawu!nE over the pallid fscr
and wide eyes that husLCL al other
thought FOR the timo In thS heart %
her friend-all thought save an intense
desire and longing tn take her into
hiI arms and sooths THIS agony % Bit
tcrncss and shield hcr al her llfo
long from any touch OF pain. any touch
of HES harshne1s. hut he waited si
lcntly with bent head. his hand upon
her arm. while she foush,-and won
perhaps a struggle that few are called
upon to fght. that few would con.
quer. Then the eyes. widcned with
,
horror and mystery seeking the brok
IN bits OF blue heaven through the
mist of the tangled pines upon tho
height. and an understandable grandeur
and beauty gradually rDw upou the
lifted face and IN the depths of tho
grave eyes "a though the peace sought
had been won. and the bitterness o.
years was buried never again 90 BE-
rcsurrected in all the lie before aoc
never alnin TO shadow. as it had done.
the love and life a. this friend beside
her. And NJ. guessing iB part the
thoughts IN her heart. maze no move
mcnt saveaa more tender hold upon
Tho steady arm he held. and Dee waited
for her to speak.
All her life passed her In review as
she ato0d there cnnsclous even though
ths bitterness OF this warm. Kindly
friend st her side-aIl the bitterness
and pain and humiliation and struggle
o. her life. all tho thoughts and sur.
rows and struggles. and when az last
she turned facing this friend. the
change upon her face was rs though
an angel bad touched her standing
there. aad iifo's suffering irah ps-srd
from her. iifs's struggles and pain. and
leo only The touch ~ heavenly fingers
upon the eyey and mouth.
One az her slow. radiant smiles
broke the sadness Of ,hor face a. she
laid hsr hand upon the hand on her
arm ace she said aofiiy. new iniona.
uOa even Ia tho low voice
You mustn't be 30 good N nc.
Charlie: ought 20 suffer alone some
times. You cannot realize how much
deserve &C.
lie isid hts other hand warmly over
this sOft hand on bis arm. now light
on hiS face. aud IN hia cycg that
caused a suddca dropping 81 ihe face
On tho light of The sunset
You deserve TO suffer-" there uaa
On intensity IN bic yo.ec born from
watching the suffering un her face.
and from the nuhering in his uyn soul.
You deserve 20 suffer Dalnrcs John.