The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1904-02-12

lowing his chin in his palms and Ioo--
4 - ~ Cd her adOringly
You are beautiful. dear lady
loye 10 look az you Will you tilt tnal
nat little more over the LEFT eyebrow
-yes-so. Some day shall paint
YOU
When you are a great artist" said
Beatrice induisently
tie nodded
Yes. / mean to be that And nov
Tor ms news I'm going away ro-mor-
Tow I've had a telegram from father. "
tie drew = from an inner pocket and
doggished II az her
Came to-day am 90 join him AZ
once tie l. in Rome--think OF it'll
ls1.ne. am TO begin M art studies
there And I leave tomorrow
I'm glad-and Inn sOrry-and YOU
Enow which is which" said Beatrice
Fafrins his Shaggy brown head u
shall miss you dreadfully Stephen
We have been splendid chums
haven't wei" he asked. eagerly
Suddenly his face changed. lie crepl
nearer her and bowed his head until
his forehead almost touched TIE hen
OF her dress
I'm glad y0u came here to-day" n.
said. in a low voice Il want TO tell
you something. and can tell IL better
here / couldn't go away without
thanking you I'm make a mess Of it,
I never can explain things But you've
n
much 70 me You've made me believe
In things I never believed in before. ]
knox TOW that there is such a thing as
A good wOman-a woman who could
make a man better just because he
hraa-hed the same air with her"
fis Paused 4 moment. aud then went
on In a still lower tone.
"lt-s hard when a fellow cant speah
81 his mother because he can't say any
thing good Of her. isn't it, NJ mothe
wasn't a good woman When | wal
eight years old she went away with a
scounLrei Nobody thought I under
stood was such a little chap But
did heard them talking knew she
had brought shame on herself and US
And Ioved her so. Then. somehow
a ! grew up il was my misfortune tina
all the women around me were mean
and base They were hirelings and ]
hated and feared them. AS for father
he and loved each other and were
good chums-but he didn't believe II
much lie vas bitter. you know. He
said that all women were alike. and
sreW up with that belief didn't care
much Tor Notwithstanding seemed
worth while Then I came here and
met you
he paused again Beatrice had lis
tened with a gray look on her face. II
would have startled him had he
glanced up. but he did not. and pres
e1,iy rhe halting. emotional. boyisl
voice wcat on:
~Yol have changed everything for
me I was nothing but a clod before
You are not the mother Of my body. but
you are q my soul II vas born Of YOU
shall always lore and reverence YOU
sLE IT, You VIII always be my ideal II
Z ever DO anything worth while IL will
be because OF you Aaf henceforth
shah reverence all women for youi
sake dear lady"
And IT, said Beatrice. in a voice
chat did not sound like her own. IL I
were false u your ideal Of me-if (
were 10 do something that would de- 4
s-rog your faith in me-somethin- I
veak 90 wicked"
But son c1uidnt~ he interrupted
You Couldn't"
But ii could she persisted gen.
.iy and Il l did-uhat them"
4 would hate you" he answered 4
11ss .0narely. You would BE- woFsS .
han a murderess. You would Kill every 4
good impulse and belief in me I would
never trust anything or anybody
lraiu But then he added. his voice
growing tender again. You never viii
ar mel feel sure OF that"
Thank you. said Beatrice gently
she stood up and held ont her hand -
hiuk I must 90 now Good-by dsa-
atdie Write 10 me often shall al
ways De glad to hear from You. And
Ind I will try TO live up to your idea.
u me. stephen
tie spranE to his feet and took hef
land. lifting il reverently TO his lips
Il knOw you Will. Good-by. my swee;
ADJ"
when Airs. Longworth found herself
q her Own room again she unlocked
Ter desk and took out the letter sh
.ad written that morning II was al
ressef % a Mr. Maurice Cunningham.
ne tore il twice across. laid the frag
lents on n tray and touched lighted
-a-ch 10 them. As they blazed up 4
efant yes" came out in writhing red
ess across one of them.
Then liz crumbled into gray ashe-
ne drew a long breath and droppsi
er face in her hands.