The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1905-08-10


believe they arr burned into my heart,
stamped upon my hraiu' He ihlnk. YOU
are besutiful he lhlnss you are bcau tifal
nawill fud tha, ,ou are ugly usl, !
I felt her shaader. Ie1uli see the blood
leaving her face ~ she els.pcd her hands
to ter tArs She appeared Ike ~omsn 10
lhe dock wsi lng fjr the sentence of death
Good Heavens and people Will tell you
that there 10 90 such thing as love.
,rled 10 speak llghtly But, my dear
Mr., roll.r, are there no glssses 10 the
houaf Have you never looked At yourself
10 then' Beside', even u you we're an
ugly soman--I eaat agree ~ithyyoa ss TO
that i, ven TO oblIgc YOU Arthur would
never know II. ts to late for him EVER to
regain his eight.
She .prsng to her feet, n'nglng M her
arms. I'll not too late IL Ia not too
late rhA.'s shy my hair Ia white and
my b DIV Is full OF sobs. Arthur is blind
no more
Bind no more'
The slAdness Ia my voice struck me ~
cruel. was sorry spoke. The sgony
OF her cry wa. stiIl hanging III the AIR. She
dropped her arms. Daring the last siI
mouths, she said 10 = toneless, monotonous
voice, doctors have been here night and
day trying 70 get him back his sight. Day
after dsy he has beeu able TO zee little
better, "a little better, ard he would have
been able to see my face jast for moment
many times II had dared to let HIM
wanted to keep his love one day--one day
longer. kept say ing Just one day !
But /, lay his bsndsdsges will bS hnslly
removed, daylight will fl)od his rooms, and
he viii come out OF the darkness, to find
that am not the beautiful woman he pic
tured to himself, not the woman he has
rsved and boasted about, but just an ugly,
wore, common-oh, my friend, and have
prayed that he might never be uadecievedf ~
have prayed--feverishly, for hours, In
the dsy, AT meals, with his haud In mine
while he laughed--that be might remain
blind to the end, | love him sol You don't
know! IL will kill me to see the look Of
horror in his eyes rs have seen II night
after night In my dreams. oh, what am
to do, what, whatg
She pulled up short, and gripped my arm
40 hard that could have shouted. All her
senses seemed suddenly merged into one
hearing. Even her eyes seemed to listen.
Her face desperately white was turned to-
ward The house. could hear nothing, and
Il wass full minute before the door was
0ung back, and saw some one come out :,
running quickly, calling as he came:
"Mrs. Toller," family. MRS. Toller," "
more loudly, "Mrs. Toller !" at shout.
Then my arm was gripped more tightly,
ard never saw any face so desperately
white, any eyes filled with so Intense q
look Of fear. Through her chstterlng teeth
could hear her repeating, rs though II
was lessor "He thinks you are beauti-
full he thinks you are beautiful! He will
and that you are ugly; he will hnd that
you are ugl, y,
The doctor, talking cheerfully, and Will
more than touch Of professional pride d
the success Of his case, led Us over the sun
bathed lswr -"Mr. Toller will walt no long
er to see his wife" he said-up the worn
moss-eaten steps Of the terraces-"Thi
! has been the most interesting case ! hav'
, ever had"--past cleaning beads Of color Il
the entrance OF the house. "H0w beauti
ful everything will look to him after thes
wears Of blackness!" he said. Mrs. Tol
! ler's fingers tremblcd on my arm.
: There we're tears In the smiling eyes
the old man who stood inside the door, ant
q It SCENE d to me that as he went into tb
z hall a sudden hush fell upon the earth. Tn
Z cheerful grooms stopped their Kissing. IN
Z sudden music Of the pals upon the cobble'
the merry cry Of some boy or girl, tn
e ender piping Of the birds, the deep mint
o note Of the sheep-bell, the rustlipg
It leaves. the buzz Of insects, were no long'
r 70 be heard. II was ~ thouyh vast cou'
was wsiiag for q verdict, with h'l
breath.
r. Az we went up stAirr, following the Ell
II sking d, cior, I could hear her rpHati'
y aHe thinks you are beautiful! He VI
y Md that you are uxly-uglyl"
., The doctor stopped at Arthur's door.
e | could feel Mrs. Toller shaking from he'
to foot--apd then turned. There was
7 slight trembling In his voice. IL don
thipk-tbis is IA very--Perhsps he wou
D. pr Ter 10 zee you for tbel first time alon
n Mrs Toler. II And then he bolt'
~ down stare. And would bsv3 gone to
4 but Mrs. Toller held my arm 10 wise.
side could hear Arthur moving sbout u
IN room with quick, .l,slic sttp. Every no
a and then he give great, gay lauahAtl
b Arthur Toller laugh, you know, "on
., heard y, yer forgotten"-snd ] heard hi
i. ding up the window with.s loud, almo
/, hystericsi, cry OF Joy.
bent down and kissed the tremblli
r. hand on my arm. 1t relaxed its hol
q, Something In my throat prevented me fro
saying au1 tbing lplsced the hand on u
q. handle OF the door. Its trembling rattl'
70 h. handle.
IN "Msri Mary"
.e with great ,fert Mrs. Toller open
ID he door snd entered, saw Arthur dA'
It forward AID ca, ch her hands; ] saw b
at slowly lit her head; and heard b
omen.e cry; "Mary - my besutli
fe Hsrit"
And then I, seemed to me that every y
10 Ing bird broke suddenly into sonR, b'o'
II into sind of splhfm. GODS 10 II
IN Hesyer - they all shouted, "aDd slfs we
'e with tie worldi'
"a Back 10 the Soii.