The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1904-12-21

il was on the second day Of July at $3.50 in the after
On that day and at that hour he had made his way
thru the woods that fringe the sandy cliffs Oyster bay
had out where he could look down the whole
length Of the shmmering bayand it then he the
ghost
It bright sunshiny afternoon, the rattle Of ham
from little shpyard below three visitors
boat pulling three various waysyet it under
these most prosae signs that he the ghost Of Agnes
Thorpe sitting under tree, sketchng the scene he had
known SO well twenty-five years ago.
Twenty-Five years ago he had lived in a neighborng
village, the only Of old Captain studley and had sat
many times either under this very tree very
much like it, while Agnes had skeched she sketch
ing Then day he had said something that
just She had called cruel words had passed. and
what might have been smoohed by syllable Of
PLANTATION had ended violent quarrel In the wild log
cay Of the angry he had thought that by causing her
pain he would alleviate his and had shipped his
fathers schooner and had sailed the cefeds the
But mans temper is rarely formative and it
arbiter of fate and and followed close
his heels for ten years. Them when late for
him to return home Dame Fortune had wooed him tho
he were the best in the world, and he rich
Rch without soul in the world to share his riches and
about three weeks ago Of loneliness and inconsistencies
had borne him back here.
He had not been nearly senmentaly affected as he
had imagined would be the oase and now just he had
to the conclusion that the old place very stupid all
the old had been revived in this startling fashion.
For it startling, and he felt his heart beat faster
as he looked at the wrath of his dead love- Them he
hestated whether to turn and to address the spirit
little fox terrier bounding from the side Of the girl
and with sharp banks toward him.
'sCome here, Sport" cried the ghost and then
study could forear another shver for the voice
that Of Agnes. =.
But having strange sights he mastered himself
and walking toward the ghost he sad tho quite remblngy
rs your Agnes Thorpe?' / Hi
No could look Studley's face without feeling
that that of of whom might be afraid
but Of which could be- so-and for another
you shall heart that the ghosy artist said
and smiled she said it:
"No, but that my mothers name.'' u"
Then it all to him in that swftness Of light with
which he had often dawn rush in down there in the
tropics and he knew that his old love lived again in her
daughter. -. ""*
My foolish question will show you that that does not
surprise me, he said for you look much like her
your mother, mean'' -:.~ -.
ttYou knew her them" ~~..- ..*.@~..
E.Indeed did, he answered, Gas perhaps you might
know and perhaps might not if told that
is Studley-John Studley.''
sunbonnet the better to look clearly at him. IT might have
known had not my mother told many times that you
were dead"
ri was he sad "dead to her, suicide of love- And
she Of course is dead to meq'' :.' ~.
tEShe is dead, lives co. Mr.. Studley She lived
and died loving you and father who is also Dead knew
that and accepted her wey affection the best substitute
she could offer'' - rps.
"Nonderful and wonderfully sad" said the man. cit
was all my evil and wrong
fshe said So" said the girl and added, "and
ssWel said Studley,~ssi was cruel and harsh at
least have been consistent my penancef you call
that which cost pain to dofor have
thought Of any other woman.' :->-.- .... 81. r.
'That is good; that is right! That is would have
love me'' s...~ ..... ...@
There many strange things about this meeting One
is that had meant to go away tomorrow and do
| want to go at all''
| <stWell must you ~ asked the girl "....t
'FNo' he replied IT fairly old man, with no
membranes except those of property by hard
CHOW, to being old man, said the girl severely;
THAT is arrant foolishness have picture of you
that my mother gave me, and you look exactly like it,
He laughed.
''That is the you did know me when asked
! you who you were, ~ he said "-~ r..
''Well, did half know you then'' said the girl "but
thought dead; why you did not know all who
was for thought your old sweetheart come to
life So that really up errors here she laughed
too and in kind Of whimsical way makes us Of about
the age, doesn't it7"
edo you know, he said after little while IT feel
exactly as It were again paying court to Agnes Thorpe
thru you?
eyes, she said quietly 'Then suppose ought to
feel tho being courted reinoa1nation of nv
/ MOTHER
1sAnd do youq'' he asked
'tAmost," she replied.
1T wonder, he said, with quaver in his voice. IT won
der If could happen that you feel 50 alto
getherq"
The Agnes did answer, but as the time went nv
! he found out what that silence meant
! EQUAL TO THE EMERGENCY. -'-rr-
FRANCIS WILSON, the actor talking at the Players
club New York about the value of ready wit in
/ stage emergencies.
IT remember well - he said 1.-THE ready wit Of dear
old man Annie Pixeys m Hiss company that played