Okolona messenger. (Okolona, Miss.) 1900-current, 1904-08-17

ommencs again and be 50 happy. Bat
there Is the whistle" with sudden dis
tress IN her voice Is the d~iscordant
shrek again came through the window,
and you haven't eaten a bit"
you can leave It on the bed" grimly.
I can eat slowly, and II will help to kill
time. But you have not eaten anything
yourself"
I viii take some along, reassuringly.
"GoOd-by, dear" She stopped and
kissed him, then hurried through the
kitchen, ~snatching up a piece Of bread as
she ran. Fortunately the button factory
was only a few rods away, and she could
reach It before the whistle stopped blow
Ing. She must not risk losing her Job
now, for everything depended on the few
dollars she could earn.
After she left the man continued gar.
ing for some moments toward the door
through which she had disappeared, his
face stfl grim. hard, despairfng. Then
q conyulsive tremor ran through hia
features. through his frame, and sud-
denly be turned his face to the pillow and
sobbed as only q strong mar who has
given up wholly al sob.
Il wish Molly could know my real part
in that hold-up." he choked, though I
couldn't tell her myself. II wasnt much,
but It wa about the only white spot
she could put her finger on and look glad.
lid like for her to think well OF me
when it's over, for. Of course, I've got to
change the doctors word some Way.
She must go home to her people"
After a time the heaving of the weak
ened frame grew quiet, and the stead
fast, burning gaze returned to the cell
ing The breakfast remained unnoticed.
The forenoon passed, and half Of the
afternoon, and still he stared At the
ceiling. Then suddenly the outer door
was flung open, there was a swift rush
Of Joyous feet across the floor, his wife
was by the bedside, kneeling, her facs
pressed against his, her armD around his
neck, her eyes wet, her lips trembling,
her voice full Of Joy, and reproach.
ooh, Harold" she cried, why didn't
you tell me you got hurt in saving the
stage coach2 A passenger who was in
the hospital has got we'll, and is at the
factory. He is the owners brother, and
is very rich, they say. He seemed to
have heard your name, and was inquir-
ing about you. Some Of them sent him
to me. He asked II I had any relatives
by the name Of Harold, and / told him
about you being sick, and that you had
been a miner and prospector. He has a
mine somewhere up the country and
wants you to Jake charge Of It. He will
be here soon. He says you saved his
life, and got hurt doing It. Oh, Harold"
The sick man stared at her with burn
ing eyes.
wants me to take charge OF his
miner" he asked, hoarselY. Are you
sIre2 VIII he trust met"
Trust you" happily. "oh. Harold, he
will do anything in the world for you
know from the way bespoke"
The invalid's features began to work
"You may sing that little song, Molly"
he whispered, "the one stopped you at
this morning. I'll would like to hear
1t now. ThahN God for this. and-and
for something else that I cannot tell
you"
She steadled her tremulous lips for 4
moment then sang the little songsh had
loved in her school girl days. when they
had first met. and only a short half
dozen years before. When she finished
his face wa again turned to the pillow
and he wa sobbing convulsively.