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Arizona republican., 1904-03-25

FOR SALE-Thoroughb French poodle six months old, female. Ad- dress J. C.. Republican.
Arizona republican., 1904-03-25
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Arizona republican., 1904-03-25

NOTICE is hereby given that the trunk now held by me for board bill, formerly owned by J. R. Tedder. will be sold at the Park hotel, Glendale, on April 20, 1904. A. s. Ballard.
Arizona republican., 1904-03-25
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FOR RENT-Three nice rooms for housekeeping. Enquire No. g South First ave
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coming at a good pace. and in fear lest he might pass her before she could stop him, if she waited to convince herself of the honesty and intelligence of his fea- lures, she flung herself without further hesitation in his path, waving the letter in front of him.
 Would you please-would you please post letter for me-" she said, In breath less haste.
 The young man, whose progress was thus barred, dismounted not ungracefully considering the circumstances of the abrupt appeal and lifting his cap polite- ly, Inquired very courteously If he could render her a service.
 Tn spite of his even conventional tones. there was so much yelled admiration in his eyes that Nora felt herself grow crimson.
 Tt Is only" she stammered. with down. cast lids, we are so far from the post; il you are going to Winchester would you please put a letter in the box for me? It Is a very important one.' she added. giving him the letter, and raising her eye to him. "or I wouldn't have asked you"
 Lawrence Pembroke smiled at the in- genuousness of the remark. He thought he had never seen a sweeter face or more bewitching glance.
 His way, in point of fact. did not lie through Winchester in the least, but he vowed 1t did. and took the letterS prom ising to be q trusty messenger.
 Nora thanked him and, her mission ac- complshed. was about to turn gratefully away. but she saw that the cyclist did not attempt to remount his wheel. h. stead he walked on by her side, and when she reached the farm. held the gate open until he was voluntarily compelled to let 1t swing to behind her.
 "Enderby Mills" he read on the gate Surely l have heard that name before wish to goodness I could remember where for then might have a chance of finding out something about that sweet girl, not that 1t would help me much daresay, for she's sure to have a lover already; 1t must be a love-letter she's
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in which each said more than he or she had intended.
 Stabbed, flguratively by the unre- strained language of the other, the two young people stood facing each other with flaming eyes and hot cheeks.
 'l could keep my self and baby bet ter than you can keep us. if were free from the worry of this wretched place. she said in a fit of ungovernable rage, and the words ranked in his heart.
 I'll leave you to do it," were his last words as he opened the door of the apartment and passed out.
 She heard his steps as he descended the stairs, and then came what Tom Hood called a wooden oath-the slamming of the door-and she was alone.
 During the remainder of the day she had time to reflect and she felt that she had gone too far; yet he had done the same and 1t was not her fault! She first tried to excuse herself. and then she began to say that he didn't mean it and would come back at night As the time wore and evening ap- preached she felt rather awkward Fob ert would be back shortly-how VIC he greet her and how would she receive him? The first moment would be a trying one. but she resolved to act bravely and well come him frankly, should he enter in sul- len silence.
 But evening became night and her hus- band did not return. The cold pain at her heart grew more intense as the min utes ticked away by the cheap clock She waited until 12 o'clock. when she threw herself on the bed and cried herself to sleep.
 With the morning her mood changed If he cared so little for her she could get along without himl Perhaps he would return after two or three days, thinking that his absence and the prospect of gaining her own livelihood would have frightened and humbled her. He would find out how mistaken he was.
 She gathered a few things together and called her landlady.
 We owe you several weeks rent, Mrs. Amer" she said quietly. If Mir. Mason comes back. he will settle with you. If he doesn't there Is enough furniture to repay you.'
 The landlady was not particular sur prised; 1t was not the first couple who had parted while living as tenants in the house she rented. It was none of her
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yond the occasioned clusters of trees which, grouped here and there in a hol- low. marAC- the outlying farms.
 Dorothea and Eleanor Conynghame were orphans, and lived with an aunt who chaperoned them, and with whom they shared their small fortune. But she had gone to pay a long promised visit to old friends, and the girls were spend- ing a long summer holiday In e farm house amid surroundings that delighted them-an ideal holiday. until one day Dora sprained her ankle which mishap had since kept her sister almost as much a prisoner .-s herself.
 Nora. rejoicing in the soft summer air and the lazy sense that pervaded every thing. sat herself down by the side of a clover field to await the person who was to be her sisters messenger.
 Presently the chatter of horses hoofs broke on her ears and she strained Far- self to listen and be on the alert. They came nearer and nearer. and a dog-cart with four young men in 1t. bowled past They were laughing, talking smoking Nora was dismayed at the mere idea of asking a favor of them. a more favorable chance, she argued, could scarcely fail to l present itself.
 Next a boy came past driving q bright l business cart, and Nora sprang up. Stop! Oh, will you stop. please7' What is 1t, Miss2"
 'oh. please said Nora ''I want you to l post this letter for me in Winchester" II beant going that way miss," said the boy. ''I be only going as far as Ferry 1 more Mills"
 Where's that?" said Nora, "don't you l pass a post officer" : T dunno as I do," said the boy. May ! be shall maybe I shan't. It just de- bends on the flour.
 This was altogether too vague. so Nora 1 thanked the boy. and decided she must ] wait again.
 After this no one passed for a long time, ! and Nora had began to despair when
 once again she saw a cyclist coming in | her direction.
 She watched him anxiously, but he was
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culating medium. he arrived at the para ooxical conclusion that 1t would go farther If divided between himself and somebody else He had fallen in love with Agnes Torrents. an attractive young woman; they were both full of the hope fulness of youth. they both believed that Robert was bound to make a name and ca a constantly increasing income, so they married
 A year passed very, very happily, but after the birth of the baby there was a change in heir circumstances Robert de- termined to try a novel and for that rea- son had relnquished some of the regular journalistic and literary work which had supg orted him.
 Money was becoming scarce and they were running Into debt, but 1t was all to be set right when the novel was fin- i-hed, Robert indulged In dreams of the extent of the sum which would be paid 10 him for the copyright, If he sold 1t, or the total of the royalties he would receive on the sale of so many thousand copies of his work. They would be rich. II was a great shock to Robert and AGnes when the novel was refused by the Tubiisher to whom 1t was first offered. an1 he refusal was repeated by all the chief shng firms as he tried them enc after another.
 The book has good points, but Then followed a reason that differed every time. Robert Mason became morose angry with fate he turned his attention to the work he had secretly despised be- fore the failure.
 This trial brought out the weakness of both natures. Agnes told him that he ought to have made his characters do this or that as she had originally Gug- eested, or thought she had suggested her husband was annoyed his pride wa a hurt, and he answered that she knew netting about 1t.
 ! In less than six months things had gone wrong with their happiness there was constant quarreling-petty quarreis, just enough to make life miserable, no blows as with many others. but sharp speeches that cut quickly Into the sensitive na- ' lures.
 If Robert had had success in his jour. nalistic career, all might have gone smoothly, but ill-luck pursued him and his earnings dwindled until they were living in genteel poverty.
 At last it came to a bitter altercatior
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once more. and able to walk out in those green places and amongst those grassy streamlets which neither she nor he hao ever forgotten.
 'T am sure she would get well,' he thought as he leaned over the stone par apet and watched the river glide away under the moon.
 But how to carry her there7 She was like log, as she said with limbs which were wholly useless, without power to move any part of her except her lips. de- pendent on her neighbors for every bit and drop. Nothing but miracle could ever raise her again on her feet: but Lillino believed in miracles or, more truly speaking, miracles seemed natural to him-a constant part of daily life
 True. he saw them no more In the streets and the houses, but he saw them in the frescoes, In the sculptures, in the carvings In the churches, and he thought the halt and the blind and the sick could all be cured if Some One unseen and un- known would be good enough to do 1t. But all he saw and heard in the un!lind streets began to make him feel that the real meaning of miracles was money that strange, dirty, ugly paper thing which was. he saw so powerful in such amazing ways. What was 1t if not mira cie that a scrap of soiled paper, criimpled and dog-eared. could procure bread for the hungry and wine for the weak? Even those black-rimmed bronze coins-how much they could do, only passing from hand to hand! Lillino had not much un- derstanding and Mamma Rosa had been too busy herself all day long to attend to his education, either moral or mental. He groped his way as he could to his few ideas. and his thoughts were confused and tangled. But these two were clear to htm: Nonna would get well if she went back to the country and with mon- ey she could be taken there, carried, he
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a chair in cheap tea-room. holding him with one hand, Robert Mason was not far om sober.
 Its true" he gasped. "The boys the very image of her! What's it mean? Ye'. this rote." He read it and his face ma give you tfis? Where is she?"
 The child replied in two or three broken mt nc-s. and Mason gathered an ida of the truth. He caught up the oh II agan and literally ran hack to the spJt where the child had come up to him, as re rly as he could remember, but he found no trace of Agnes. She had sh2ped from him once more.
 .
 Another two years have gone, and they have wrought a great change in Robert Ma on. Ire entrance of the child into Ifs life, the constant reminder of his ost wife in the boys striking resem- blance to her, had been the means of turning him aside from the path he was following. and making him work with gg stubborness to gain a name as q jounalst and author.
 A ter much hard work the tide had turned and he was on the road to suc- ceSs.
 Ills great opp rtunity had come in con- necticn with a play for provincial tour ing company uidh AOA WhOlh hS N'Ns a good turn in an unexpected manner gave nm this opportunity and he was able 10 take it. This was such a success that h!s reputation spread and he was soon represented on the London boards but the public did not know him as Robert Mas
 Ard so 1t came about that Agnes. watching for a sign of her husband, heard of the fame of Marston More, dramatist and novelist. and did not know that it was Robert Mason's assumed name.
 Now, Bobby" exclaimed Robert Ma son gayiy to his s-year-old son. I'm go- ing to take you to the theater to see the ladies and gentlemen saying the things that dad puts down on the paper.
 ''I like the ladies and gentlemen" de- clared Bobby comfortably.
 ''If this company treats you as ths others did at rehearsals, you ought to like the ladies and gentlemen" laughed his father. They'll spoil you"
 Business began. Little Bob was placed in a corner and for the time his father
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lies are full already. and never bit or drop for those who starve in It."
 Do not die, Nonna," said Lillino, clasp ing his arms ahout her. Do not die and go away into the earth. Pray. pray do not, have only you''
 My poor little one. and what good am I?"' she murmured, laying her hand in blessing on his head. "An old log, not even good for burning. for have no sap left in me. Alasi alasi'
 But she was all he had to care for, this bundle of rags under her ragged cover- let. and he had known her all his life: she had been always exceedingly good to him, and in that time. though already aged. had been a strong and hearty wom- an and his earliest memories had been of merrily running beside her. with his hand on her skirt, to cut watercresses in the ditches. or drive tine ducks to the rivulet, or gather olives, chestnuts, black berries wood strawberries, or, to do any one of those other lighter labors which occupy the old people and the young children in the fields and woods, and make everybody useful from three years old to ninety.
 Now Nonna was of use no more and Lill!no tried with all his might to do his utmost to be of use for two. He never doubted that he belonged to her. or rath- CT he never thought about 1t; he had al- ways heard Mamma Rosa. whom he had been taught to believe was her mother, call her grandmother. No one had ever told him that he had patrician blood in his veins. This poor old creature. scarce ly alive. except in the warmth of her affections and the pains of her limbs. was all he had on earth. and he clung to her with the tenacity of a tender and timid nature. His idea was that If he could only get Nouna back to the coun- try she would become well and strong
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ness, like one who had made up her mind to a course of action beset with difficult ties and yet shrinks f. on it.
 It was Agnes Mason, seeking reconcilia- tion and forgiveness She had tried to find him for many weary weeks, for her child was often on the verge of starvation and her mothers heart was lacerated by the child's suffering.
 Mrs Amer was there no longer and the new Iandlady knew nothing of Mir. Mason! Agnes had sought him in vain and now she saw him coming.
 Robert" she cried, raising her hand to place 1t on his arm.
 He looked at her stupidly but she did not notice the dull appearance of his eyes and the wooden expression of his face. He pushed her aside roughly and passed on. She sank with a moan to the pavement He had pushed her from his life; he did not want her!
 She arose hurriedly as a thought struck her Catching the child by the shoulder, she pointed to the retreating nsure' which was still only few yards distant.
 Go to that gentleman, Bobby, and tell him that you are his little sonny, as you tell mamma sometimes! He Is your daddy. Take this letter and tell him wrote 1t for him! Don't let him go! If he tries to leave you, cry loud! lie mas the pennies to buy you something to eat ana he will give you something AeH nm that you are hungry"
 She pushed the boy along with fever ish haste, running with him almost to the man who had spurned her. Then she left the child to give the message as best he might and hid herself in doorway to watch the result.
 Her heart beat high as she saw Rob- ert Mason stop and listen to the boy. She saw him take the letter. An impulse prompted her to run to her husband. but she crushed 1t down. She might spoil all by intrudiug. Robert would probably care for the boy 1t was his responsl- bility, but he would not want her-he did not want her! Something in her heart told her that the child would be all right, so she turned and lied from the spot.
 Robert Mason tried to read the letter. but his eyes were di1nmed. What was the child talking about?
 He caught the boy in his arms and moved off with him. He didn't know what he was going to do exactly, but tte haze was clearing from his brain. By the time he had seated the child on
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was not sure how. but in some way back to those vineyards and pastures and run- ming brooks where his babyhood had been spent and her whole life had passed, but the extremely scanty means he ever gained did not even suffice to keep life in himself and her and pay for their one room under the roof.
 This night. as he leaned over the river wall, the moon was at the full, and the ton for him as 1t flowed toward the weir refecting the long double lines of lamps He came away from 1t reluctantly, not to be scolded by the person Of the house for being out too late.
 The garret which he and the old woman rented was mere nook under the caves of an old house. AS he drew near it, on the moonlit flags of the old street he saw an object shining; his feet touched 1t, he picked it up: it was a little bag of golden chainwork with a gold snap; he opened it.; he saw 1t was fufl of coins-such coins as he had never seen in his life, except in little bowls in money changers windows. The Madonna or Mamma Rosa had sent it. Nothing else occurred to him. It was a miracle! An answer to his prayer! >
 He slipped his hand, which had closed on it. into his ragged shirt. and took his homeward way, his ears singing and his brain turning and his heart throbbing in his pursuasion that Some One in heaven, Some One had heard and answered his prayer! Surely 1t was Mamma Rosa, sit- ting now beside the Madonna!
 Mamma Rosa had always taught him, indeed. that what was other peoples prop- erty he must never touch or take but this thing was no ones; 1t was lying in his path; it was plainly but there by some merciful hand; 1t was a miraculous gift, a gift of the heavenly hest. who were so much kinder than those 6n earth.
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business, although she felt a little sorry for both. and the furniture would cover the back rent; there was just enough for that purpose.
 Every well. ma'am" she said indlffer- entity ''l suppose MT. Mason will know where to find your"
 'Oh there Is no need to worry about that!' declared Agnes.
 Mrs Amer, finding that her departing tenant was not inclined to be communi- catise, did not condescend to say more, but retired. Agnes managed to get a cab and soon afterwards drove away with her few belongings and her baby boy going to another part of the great city where she had lived four years previously.
 It was during the evening of the same day that Robert Mason returned, He had received a commission to explore a dis trict on the East Side by night and he had carried out the task and had writ ten his description of what he had seen. His mind was quickly made up; he was able to pay some of the rent and thus redeem few of his household goods, and with these he removed to another lodg- ing.
 Two days later he called on Mrs. Amer and left his address, in case Agnes re- pented.
 1T will not destroy all trace and all chance of a reconciliation" he muttered.
 But TO sign came from Agnes and, to drown his troubles, Robert began to drink spending most of his earnings in intoxi- icants. and steadily going the path that leads to disaster.
 The months went by. Robert Mason did not know how many. Sometimes he would be pulled round by friendly advice or a slight accident, and he would go on stead ily and soberly for a time only to lapse again.
 During these intervals he would try to Ind Agnes, and 1t was probably failure to trace her that caused the lapse. It was while under the influence of 8 conv!vial gathering that he found her and lost her again because he did not know 1t. Yet that incident marked a change for the better and frightened his life.
 He was proceeding rather unsteadily along a wide thoroughfare when woman spoke to him She was dressed In rc gged garments and her face was pinched witt want
 She was holding a child by the hand ant she addressed him with teverish eager
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twill she or won't she. that's what I want to know?"
 "she will" exclaimed Manners. Con graduate mel"
 ''1 do with all my heart" said Law renee. 'T acted special messenger to you old man" he went on. indicating the let ter, and slightly stretching his adventure You're lucky chap!" he added envious- ly.
 And the happiest in the worldv" said Manners. "1'm going to start straight of there tonight. She's down at Enderby Mills, you remember I told you. I say you might come with me-"
 "Yes. and play gooseberry,", xneered Lawrence, unable quite to control him. self-'a nice joke No. thank you.'' "Oh, but there's a sister" said Man ners. I've seen her, too-Nora-a jolly nice girl, not up to my Dora, of course. but still pretty enough" "Oh. I don't think I'll come" said Lawrence, morbidly. Girls aren't much in my line."
 Don't you think Dora the prettiest | girl you ever saw in your life?" ex- claimed Manners. But. forgot, you've not seen her. Wait till you see her" "I have seen her, man. calculated Lawrence, impaiently. T told you.' 'Oh, you saw Nora. I expect. You've mixed them up; the names are so con- fusingly alike-net to me. though. of course"
 'I don't know what you're driving at." growled Lawrence. Well. you saw one of them. that's cer- tain," laughed Manners. good-naturedly. and 1t certainly couldn't have been Dora. | because you see what she says-she's laid up with a sprained ankle. That's why I'm going off to her now, the darling. It was Nora her sister, who gave you my let ter"
 "Then, which on earth" Lawrence stut- tered in his excitement-"which on earth are you engaged to?"
 Dora" said Manners. Not to the one who gave you the letter. he explained. And then in view of his friends altered countenance a light broke on him, and he
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" T was e warm night in February and
 there was the scent of narcissus and violets already in the air, and the
 Arno was silvered by the light of a full moon. as 1t flowed under the arches of the Ponts veeohio.
 A small boy was leaning over the para pct and gazing at the water when he ought to have been in bed. But his bed was only a bit of sackinE. with some dead maize leaves underneath 1t; and he liked better the radiant moonlight and the movements of the fresh. clear, pun gent night air.
 His family name was a inc and ancient one. but he was called only Lillino now His parents were dead; he had only an old great-grandmother. bedridden in the one room in Oltrarno. where he lived with her He kept her and himself by selling matches. and he was as thin as e match himself. but was e pretty boy. with his great brown eyes and his loose auburn curis. and such a wistful pleading smile that hardly any girl or woman passed him without buying. and no dog without . kindly dab of the tongue.
 His mother had died at his birth and his father had shot himself after losing all he possessed at gambling club; the offspring of a secret marriage. the child was left to his foster-mother, as good woman. who cultivated a little farm on the hills above Impruneta.
 She and her spouse maintained him for seven years: then the husband de- serted her and emigrated. and a year