The Bellefontaine Republican. [volume] (Bellefontaine, Logan County, Ohio) 1855-1905, 1904-05-03

commence again and be SO happy. But
there is the whistle" with sudden dis
tress in her voice as the discordant
shrek again came through the window
and you haven't eaten a bit"
You can leave II on the bed." grimly
Il can eat slowly and IL will help to kill
time. But you have not eaten anything
yourself"
Il will take some along" reassuringly.
"Good-by. dear" She stopped and
kissed him, then hurried through the
kitchen. snatching up piece Of bread as
she ran. Fortunately the button factory
was only few rods away. and she could
reach 1t 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 gaz-
ing for some moments toward the door
through which she had disappeared. his
face still grim. hard. despairing. Then
convulsive tremor ran through his
features. through his frame. and sud
denly he turned his face to the pillow and
sobbed as only strong man who has
given up wholly can sob.
Il wish Molly could know my real part
in that hold-up," he choked. though I
couldn't tell her myself 1t wasn't much,
but IL was about the only white spot
she could put her finger on and look glad.
I'D 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.
a hAx 20 har
After 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 face
pressed against his. her arms around his
neck. her eyes wet. her lips trembling
her voice full Of joy. and reproach.
''Oh. Harold" she cried. why didn't
you tell me you got hurt In saving the
stage coach? A passenger who was in
the hospital has got well. 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 IL had any relatives
by the name OF Harold. and I 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 take charge of II. He will
be here soon. He says you saved his
life. and got hurt doing 1t. 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
| sure? Will he trust me?"
Trust you" happily. ''Oh. Harold, he
will do anything in the world for you
know from the way he spoke"
The invalid's features began to work
You may sing that little song. Molly
he whispered, the one stopped you al
this morning. IL would like to hear
II now. Thank God for this. and-and
for something else that | cannot tell
you"
| She steadied her tremulous lips for 9
moment. then sang the little song she had
loved in her school girl days. when they
had first met, and only a short hall
dozen years before. When she finished
his face was again turned to the pillow
and he was sobbing convulsively.