Morgan County democrat. (Versailles, Mo.) 1900-1906, 1904-04-22
His Part i'm
Inc HO1d-Up
Nv FRANK II. SWEET

Copyright, 1904, by Daily story Pub. CO.D

THERE was "A GiscOrdant, prolonged
shrlck, almost at the window Of the
bedroom, and Molly Tctrall'S eyes
opened and stared b~Ianlly for "A moment
at The low pine ceiling, then she spranG
up and dressed hurilrdly. Il was the
first whistle Of the button factory, and In
30 minutes more the second would come.
From time TO time, as she thrust In the
kindlinps and started them, and placed
the coffee pot upon the stove, and fol
lowed that with the bits Of meat and
vegetables She had chopped and made
ready The night before. she glanced up AT
the clock. Al the end Of IL minutes she
had ready an i%mproviscd waiter OF "A
pie tin, on which were "A bowl 81 soup ana
a cup Of hot coffee. The tin was con
cealed by a neatly arranged napkin
with this In her hand she went softly
into the bedroom.
"Harold," She said, in a low voice. are
you awake, dcar?"
An impatient Gruut was the only re
spouse, but it was enough to take her
quickly to the bedside, "A glad look IN
her eyes, the refrain Of an old school,
girl song she had once loved rising un-
consciously 10 her lipa. The man threw
ont his arm irritably.
stop, Molly, for heavens sake" he
snapped. Don't let me hear that thing
again. II makes me wild"
VERY well. dear the JOY still dane
Ing in her eyes. Il will try TO remember.
But ! am so glad, On. Harold. you
can never know how glad IN II
was afraid it might 10 different. think
! went to sleep last night with that sing
ing in my heart. forgot that ! was
tired, that 1t was two O'Clock and woulG
have but four hours TO sleep before the
whistle blew. ! could only think Of
what the doctor said AZ he went out, and
| was just glad. glad. and 80 happy. !
did not know God could be so good"
She raised his head "A little, placing an
other pillow under it. then seated herself
upon the edge Of the bed and took a
spoonful Of the soup from the bowl.
Now, Harold" she urged. happily
you must eat "A nice big breakfast. for
you know what u lorg. drcary day it will
bc before ! can come back. ! will leave
some magazines on the bed, and "A pencil
and some paper. But don't use your
arms too much. dear. Now holding the
spoon 10 his grimly closed lips, "plcaso.
Harold. I've only got about ten minutcS
more
But he shook his head, his deep. sunk
en- eyes staring Stcadfastly-dc8pairing-
ly. II seemed to hGr at the ceiling.
Harold" she whispered. "A frightened
sob in her voice. arn't you glad at
what the doctor said. that o Will get
well?'"
Her eyes grew pitiful as she looked
at the long. cadayerOus face, grown
rough and hairy through months of uE-
familiarity with a razor. Shortly the
sunk'n, burning gaze amt down from
the ceiling to her face.
Glad" harshly. "whcn my one
thought. my one hope through all these
months has been that this would be the
end, that you could 90 back to your p+o-
pie In the east ald live part OF your life
as It should Dc lived"
But W. will 20 together" eagerly.
That Ia the only way | would care to
live. We will again, and be
81 '.appy."
your people would not accept me. o
Know that, and | would not In their
place. When "A man aims 30 high as ]
have, and falls so low. the only way Is
Ia have his light put out or to put 1t out
himself. There Is no middle course.
But ! tried To save you from part Of It.
Molly IL ring Of peeling sofrning the
yrimLess Of his despair. "You know