Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1903-02-28

VOS1 ELL, dear, what do you think
wv 9: ~" said Jack Trevor, joy
fully. as with shining eyes he
threw "a letter on the table. His pretty
wife laid down her sewing, a flimsy
bit of lace work, and crept close to his
side.
1T will separate us, Jack" was all
she said. with quivering lip.
But, Alice. look what 1t will mean
Here have | been shaving for a mere
pittance, and now this piece Of good
luck comes at last; ii is simply glori-
ousw Then, casting n look at the sor-
rowful face at his side, he said, In a
soothing tone, ut will only be for two
years at most, love, and them" in a
soothing tone, I'VE will be as happy
as the day is long. You will be pa
tent, dear" he added, putting his arm
around her, but still glancing at the
letter on the table.
Yes, Jack, l know 1t Is for your
good, deed, but II Is SO hard to BEAR"
and then scarce able to repress her
tears, she crept from the room
Left to himself, Jack paced restless
ly to and fro.
Poor Alice" he said. and then his
thoughts few away to the quaint little
fishing village on the west coast Of
ireland, where he had met her two
years ago, Being attracted by her
wOn6r0un haai1fu Fall In louo on1 MALL
had married her. and been promptly
disinherited for his pains.
He had gone-and, oh, the desolation
that had crept into one loving lonely
heart. For three months she had
scarcely left the house, dark rings
showed about the lustrous eyes; she
wandered listlessly to and fro, looking
at any little memento that might re-
mind her of him, her husband, her
husband, her darling; wondering why
the sun shone and looked at hearts so
sorrowful as hers. But one day. with
his familiar rat-a-tat, the postman left
a letter. 1t was from him, her idol;
she could scarce see it for binding
tears, yet all at once the world had
turned into a bright and joyous place.
Then, after blisstul half hour spent
in deciphering it, she rushed for pen
and Ink to answer But now the sweet
face clouded
II cannot do i'll cannot do 1t prom
erly," she murmured, a slight pout on
here red lips. They would laugh at
him when they saw my letter." and
hot tears gathered in the brown eyes
and fell one by one like little jewels
upon the unoffending paper.
She bent her head upon her hands I'm
detection; sunbeam stole through the
window and kissed her ripping hair.
and as If it had lent an inspiration to
her troubled thoughts, her face sudden
ly cleared, she sprang up, the glad light
once more In her eyes.
"I'll do It." she cried. 81 was ALWAYS
good at lace work. Miss Crickmay shall
teach me. I'll educate myself on the
money Jack sends me, and keep myself
by my lace. Lady Severn always bought
1t, and maybe in a year can save
enough to take me out to Jack, nv
Jack, and it will be such surprise to
him"
And all the time with trembling
fingers and fast beating heart, she ar.
ranged her hat. preparatory to going
TO the select School for Young Ladies'
over which Miss Crickmay presided.
Far away In India young man was
bending over his desk, just signing a
fourishing Jack" to a letter commenc-
ing MY dear WIFE"
''She must never come here" he said
sadly. 1T would break her heart TO be
sighted. What would Lady Winton
say to her, l wonder? Not that she isn't
far more beautiful" he ended up.
Out on the blue Mediterranean a
great steamer pulsed and painted on
ward, ever onward, bearing its freight
of human lives, and in coy nook on
the deck Alice Treyer sat and thought
of Jack. 1t would not be long now,
and how surprised he would be.
Lady Winton's ballroom had never
been surpassed; soft lights, glorious