Cañon City record., 1904-05-12

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Suddenly she found her voice do
not misunderstood me-" she said rapid
y. 81 have done the little that have
done out Of gratitude" She faced him
now. but without meeting his eyes. Il
owed you more gratitude than a wom-
an ever owed a man before. l think.
and ! would have died to pay a part
Of it"
what gratitude did you owe me?"
what gratitude? For what you did
for my father"
81 have never seen your father in my
life"
Listen. My father is a gentle old
man with white hair and kind eyes.
Ny name is my uncle's. He and my
aunt have been good to me as a father
and mother since / was seven years
old. and they gave me their name by
law. and / lived with them. Ny IA
ther came to see me once year: / new
er came to see him. He always told me
everything was well with him. that his
life was happy. and ! thought 1t was
easier for him not having me to take
care OF. he has been SO poor ever since
l was n child Once he lost the little
hc hdu ftlt " III tiit "bEius iNS
only way of making his living He had
no friends; he was hungry and desper-
ate, and he wandered. l was dancing
and going about wearing jewels-only
did not know. All the time the brave
heart wrote me happy letters. should
have known. for there WIS one who
did and who saved him. When at last
/ came to see my father he told me-be
had written OF bis idol before, but IL
was not till ! came that he told It ali
to me. Do you know what ! feltf
While his daughter was dancing CO
tiilons stranger had taken his hand
and-and"- A sob rose in her throat
and checked her utterance for a mo-
ment. but she threw up her head proud
II. Gratitude, Mr.. Harklessr she
cried. Il am James Fisbee's daugh-
ter
He fell hack from the bench with a
sharp exclamation and stared at her
through the gray twilight. She went
on hurriedly. still not looking at him
Il wanted to do something to show you
that could be ashamed OF my vile
neglect OF him-somethinR to show you
his daughter could be gratefui-and If
has been such dear, happy work, the
little have done. that 1t seems. after
all. that l have done IL for love OF my
self. II Is what ! had always wanted
70 do-to earn a living for myself. TO
live with my father. When I came
here. my aunt and uncle were terribly
afr-id would stay with him. II was
to prevent this that they determined TO
20 abroad. and my father said l must
70 hack to them. Then you were
were hurt. and be needed me 20 much
be l.t me stay. When you-when
you told me--she broke OF witt a
strange. nuttering. half insrticulate 1T
tie laugh that was half tears aud then
resumed In another tone-"whcn you
told me you cared that nigbi-that
night OF the s;orm-how could be
sure? II had been only two days. you
So. aud even II could have been sure
Of myself lf-why. | couldn't 1ave told
you ON. had so hrazenly thrown my
self at your head time and again those
two days In my-my worship of your
goodness to my father and my excite
ment In recognizing In his friend the
hero OF my gsrihood that you had ev-
cry right to think ! cared; but if-but
II I had-if I had-Ioved you with my
whole soul I could not have-why. no
woman could have-i mean the sort OF
girl au-couldn't have admitted it
must have denied II. DO you think that
then I could have answered Yes even
II had wanted to-even IL l had been
sure OF myself And now Her
voice sank again TO n whisper. And
now
"And now p he said TREMENDOUSLY. She
gave a hurried glance from right TO left
and from left TO right. like one In ter
ror seeking way OF escape. she gath
cred her skirts in her hand as II TO run
into the garden. but suddenly she turn
ed and ran to him. She threw her arms
about his neck and kissed him on the
forehead.
when they heard the judge calling
from the orchard they went back
through the garden toward the house.
II was dark. The whitest asters Were
but gray splotches. There was no one
In the orchard. Briscoe had gone in
doors.
"Did you know you are TO drive the
into town In the phacton for the tire-
works." she asked.
"Fireworksy'
"Ycs. The great Harkless has come
home" Even in the darkness he could
see the look the vision had given him
when the barouche turned into the
square. She smiled upon him and
said, IAN afternoon was wishing
could have been your mother"
He clasped her hand more tightly.
This wonderful worldr' he cried.
Yesterday l had a doctor--a doctor to
cure me Of lovesickuessr'
ffp.a fhav had