The daily journal. (Salem, Or.) 1899-1903, 1903-03-17

hANANg vi llil1t NnGg VIII ule W1tnnrf u
and receive the final condemnation
spoken to those who, like the rich mon
In Jesus story. have their good tbinra
In this world, but will be shut out =.
an impossible chasm from the lows 80
Lazarus In the BOSOM of Abraham
Again the spirit of this woman wh,
had for all those dreary years of lona
some burden bearing felt the crusbip,
weight OF a proud city's wealth ar5
fashion which lifted no finger to beln
ia proportion to it's enormous r~esponsi
bility, rose up and flowed over its me-.
long repression I'm the presence Of
oma who had refused the great love
Of a great man because she did NOT
want TO miss the things that Lazarus
had to do without.
And again Lucia was painfully still
She uttered no denial: she apparent,v
did not resent a syllable. She simnly
looked down, folding her hands in her
lap, and Miss Andrews, gazing at her.
&C lid See no sign of anger or pride.
But suddenly Luella rose. and
stretching out her hands toward ber
visitor, she said, while tears were in
her eyes: ,
"All this may be true. but You saw
he Is dying. Is il the time to say all this
to me now? I love him! ] do love him,
You do not, or you would not be saving
these things to me now-while he is'
dying!'
She came up close TO Miss Andrews
and stood near her. with her hands
cllnched and her whole attitude OK.
pressive OF the deepest feeling. ut /,
no wonder John Gordon loved her"
Grace Andrews said TO herself with A
pang at the thought of n beauty that
had been duued by years OF contact
with trouble. for Luclla was magnia.
cent In her strong young ~womanhood,
n II needed only that n human love
the multitude TO make her a crea.
ture OF bOundless affections worthy OF
the bravcst, best man that ever lived.
IL did not say he was dying. He is
very i'll. The issue is doubtful. But he
is perfectly conscious, and it may be
II may bc-that your presence will help
him"
Come, then, let us 60" said Luella.
on the way 10 Hope House Luella
asked again II John Gordon had sent
Tor her.
"iIe has spoken your name" Miss
Andrews hesitated, but he has not
asked to see YOU
Then | am going to see him on your
invitation
Yes she replied simply.
"lIc viii not care to see me-" Lucia
spoke rs II to herself. and Miss An
drews did not reply TO her.
When they reached the house. Luella
WIS so agitatcd that she asked To be
left alone IN the library a little while.
When She anne to Miss Andrews and
told her she was ready. Miss Andrews
could not avoid almost a feeling OF pity
for her.
rs be very me- Luclla asked.
"Gou must be prepared for n great
change In him. Miss Andrews said.
When she reached Gordon's rOOpl.
Ford came To IA" door. lie had been
Gordon. When Lucllu entered,
Ford and Miss Andrews went out aud
knew that as they left the rootE Luella
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lut her lips on John Gordon's hand.
She was not prepared for the sight OF
such a change In so short "A time. But
Gordon had thrown himself into the
Of Hope House from the first
of his residence with a whole
'ouled abandon that had told tremen-
lousy on his vitality. The daily strain
N his sympathies, the apparent hope
OF the effort TO remove causes.
he unceasing call ON heart and mind,
burned like Il fever In his life. and
when the city campaign came ON he
vas not at all prepared FOR It's inces-
ant demand Oh physical and mental
Nevertheless he had flung
II caution aside night after night, even
when he felt growing on him the wea-
that, like a leaden weight, hung
N heart and brain. The collapse came
inevitably, and his condition was crit
cal. Ii was the old story OF driving
machine beyond its powers and
Without sufficient care for the delicate
mechanism OF nerves and heart aud
John" said Luella as she knecled
here, and he felt u tear fall ON the
and she held. you do not doubt my
lye for you, do your Why did you not
end Tor me yourselfs'
You are here. Luella. That is all
He spoke with great effort. lie was
OF a weakness that made him
ling TO any strong nature like a drown
ng man. His whole interview with
-uella must be interpreted In the light
( that weakness. His mind was feel
ng vaguely FOR relief from a dark.
falling down into some IN
eaehable place where Luella coald not
'ome. file had not strength even to re-
.urn the clasp OF her cold fingers. and
he was terrified as she saw his help
cssneSs and thought he might pass
way even during the brief time she
SHo ought go be there with him.
Promise me, Luela. thar you will
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