Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1904-11-24
LANDRY'S
LETTER -
BY GRACE c. Bosrw1cK
Copyright, 1901, by Daily Story Pub. Coz

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If FELT horribly sorry for Katherin
when Landry died. 1t must hav
been an awful blow, for she seemed t
lose every bit of her spirit and wen
about pale and listless for months.
You see, Landry was fine fellow
an unusual fellow. don't believ
there was a selfish fiber in the man
whole makeup. He was essential,
big-hearted and lovable. Homely II
feature to positive ugliness, he wa
still attractive in appearance. He wa
famous in small way as the autho
Of certain delicate love sketches, verl
tender and dainty In sentiment, and Il
unlike him as to seem Inconsistent
with what we knew of his character
A right jolly good fellow, with plenty
of sense and a cheerful lot Of brainl
under his sandy poll.
He and Kit had been engaged for q
long time, and | knew that he fairly
worshiped her, though he was very
quiet about it. felt mild sort Of
envy, for l had never plumbed the
depths Of love myself. I'd had my
little affairs, but l always hated my
self during their progress, because I
couldn't really fell was only amused
and entertained, never touched. My
friendship with Kit was the one real
sentiment of my life, for we had been
like brother and sister for ten years
Ever since she had begun to yearn for
long skirts and put her pig-tails up
into the crown Of womanly dignity.
Whenever Landry was away l took
his place at her side, and jolly good
times we had, and many of them.
A few months before Landrys death
Kit seemed to change some way. She
took to incoming about for all the
world Nike disappointed lover. Lam
dry, too, went into the dumps. He
grew thin and pale and more imper-
sonal than ever He was very tender
with Katherine, and SO l knew that 1t
was no lovers quarrel that was wear
Ing on them. She sort Of chung to him
as though she felt him slipping from
her, and I've sometimes thought since
that she must have had premonition
If what was coming.
One morning, on my way home from
IN all-night vigil, old Damon lost his
head and came pretty cropper. 1t
wasn't far from home, as luck would
rave 1t, and managed to get to the
louse. l was pretty much used up.
aking my WEAKNESS and the shaking
lp together and my knees shook as II |
d been officiating at my first opera
ion. Afterward, when Kit came In to
zee me, l tried to laugh 1t of, and l
Oiled her up.
Landry II be good and jealous II
on don't watch out / told her. 81
elieve you're in love with me, old
irl." Her face famed sudden GRIM
on over Its old pallor, and she looked
me sharply. Then I caught her
and and pulled her down to me.
Used her, as always had, and for a
loment she laid her face against my
heck.
what II you'd been killed." she
hispered. What II you'd been
HEIDI"
YOU'D still have Landry" retort-
|, and Kit slapped me. It wasn't the
rst time by any means, for you see
ed been boy and girl together.
,uldn't help seeing that her eyes
oked funny. A new expression, I'd
sver seen there beforehand I won
,red.
1t was shortly after that poor Landry
me down with typhoid. 1t was hard
sc from the start Sometimes It gets q
'ip on a man and an M. D. can see
at there's no hope whatever. Thank
we were all there with him.
3 wasn't alone, as he had been the
eater part Of his life-since he'1
en- little chap, in fact. He wasn't :
nelly. Sometimes 1t seemed to me ]
at he was happier than had ever {
en- him. I felt that he was glad to
, and l couldn't understand It 1t
oke US all up, every one Of US, for
, loved the poor fellow.
/ found her on the veranda one eve
ng, alone in the soft darkness, d
I a bit down myself. Things weren't j
ing very well, and began to think 6
It l was not fitted for a profession Q
life after all. l felt too sorry for
patients. couldn't give judicial, v
personal sympathy, as a physician o
Ist to be among the ranks Of the n
Every death that came b
der my notice worked on my mind h
such a degree that It untitled me to =
. for the living.
be took ny hand and held Il tightly d
bo,h q her own ! felt q sudden q