Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1903-07-04

few weeks she passed In q suspense az
feeling that left with her an experi-
ence impossible to describe. Every day
she either went to Hope House or heard
from there. When she went herself. She
did not ask to see him. The delirium of
brain fever was on him, and he knew
no one, not even Ford. Luella shrank
from going into the room. Once she
looked In through the open door. Then
she passed along back into the library,
and tears ran down her face as she
went and sat down near the large win
dow overlooking the scene Of the fire.
Miss Andrews came in and found her
looking out at the place. Most of the
rubbish had been removed, and half a
dozen saloons had gone up on as many
corners. Tommy Randall's double
decker was unfinished, and it's incom-
plete condition added to the general
dreary hideousness of the prospect.
Luella shuddered at it all.
us there any prospect of getting this
property for your proposed park?" she
asked as Miss Andrews came over by
the window.
Eve do not know yet. You have
heard the news of Randalps conviction
in the court Of special pleas? Mr..
Chambers succeeded in furnishing
proof Of conspiracy, and it looks very
much as if Randall's day was over.
The election next week will decide his
fate. 1t looks now as if the present ad-
ninistration would be defeated, and the
Reform party elect a full ticket. In
that case the boss will have to 20. He
has already disposed Of several lots
around the double decker, and it looks
very much as If be was getting ready
to leave the city if the election goes
against him. 1t all turns on that is
sue."
Luella looked YEARLY out of the win
dow. Then she turned to Miss An
drews.
when did the doctor say the-the-
crisis for Mr.. Gordon would he
reached?'
In about a week." Miss Andrews an
swered gently. Her whole face and
manner betrayed the nervous strain
under which she had been living. Lu-
ella, who had come to know her as
once was not possible, admired and
wondered whenever this remarkable
woman was near her
Twill the fever leave him any
II think not. OF course he will be
very weak for long time, but he will
have hope to sustain him and-and
your promise" Miss Andrews added
with an effort: "Forgive me, Miss
Marsh. I overheard your promise to
him. 1t probably saved his life.'
do you think it did?' Luella asked
family. She shuddered again and
turned her eyes out Of the window and
was silent long time. Miss Andrews
possessed the quality Of keeping still
and did not return to say anything
more. After awhile Luella said, LET
US pray God that all may be we'll with
him when the crisis comes.''
Eyes. please God" Miss Andrews
whispered. Then she went out Of the
library, and shortly after Luella went
home.
When she came into the house, she
found Mrs. Penrose waiting to see her.
How is Mr.. Gordon?" Mrs. Penrose
asked the moment Luella stepped into
the drawing room.
Luella told her.
'"Then he is not out OF dangerr'
mo. The crisis will come next
week."
do you care very much, Luella ?"
Mrs. Penrose asked somewhat careless.
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Luella did not answer.
If he gets we'll, what then? VIII
you marry him?'
Still Luella did not answer. Mrs.
Penrose eyed her sharply.
"You are unhappy, Luella. Is it be-
cause you are afraid he will die orr
Luella looked up.
IF he lives, will you marry him?''
Mrs. Penrose persisted.
II promised him that I would and
that would live with him in Hope
House. But Mrs. Penrose was
"OSSAAA6 ASA SAOSOAy. AuCAAu WAS III
need Of confessor, and she went on:
"But l cannot live there. I promised
because l thought he was dying. I was
carried away by my feelings. If I tried
to live there with him, should be
wretched and make his life miserable"
$50 you have decided to make his
life miserable by not living with him.
That's good feminine logic. For get.
ting into real dilemmas commend me
to a woman. The graceful thing for
him to do would be to die. 1t would
at least save you the awkward bust
ness Of explaining away your promise
to him. I don't envy you your inter
view with him If he lives. I'd sooner
60 and live In, Hope House all my life y
Don't" cried Luella. She walked
up and down the room like man,
Mrs. Penrose watching her curiously.
''Qf course you never really loved
John Gordon. If you had, no question
Of Hope House would ever have risen.
Seeing you have never yet loved any