The Washington times., 1905-05-28
CHAPTER Vu-(continued.l

vOHN sprang forward and grasping
the shoulders nearest. tried with
every effort of his great strength
to force a passage; but the eager,
crowding mass was impenetrable. Once
death appears in this role, and stands,
waiting, bloody-handed over eruslSed
bones, torn flesh. and shrinking nerves,
the veneer OF civilization skaters over
the strong fibers of the Primeval, and
man stands again the foster brother OF
the wolf equally responsive TO the blood
scent. Howe, almost eraZed, ran his
eyes around for some means of achiey-
ing his end, when his gaze fell upon the
woman, who holding the sobbing child.
yet stood near; suddenly dashing for
ward he placed his hand upon her
shoulder, then with an interroge tive
nod pointed 10 the center OF the mass
With the quick instructive perception OF
her race the Italian grasped his mean
ing. a beckon. and Gray Joined them,
then Howe cried in loud, ringing
voice.
Make way. gentlemen, please; the
mother wishes TO see him
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THE mother ran from lip TO lip.
as the mass surged quickly apart. 1t
is one of the pitifuliy few exorcisms un-
der which the wolf must stink back.
In a moment they were standing over
the prosyrate sufferer I wish the
scene could be imprinted in red ink
upon every bond coupon. It would be
easy; oh. very. very, my masters! Your
camera films need not stand undisturbed
a brief week for need of subject.
This. the quivering fiOtsam cast by the
indifferent waves of The Commercial
Age upon the unknown rocks Of eter-
H.ty, has its counterpart almost hourly
in some part of our land. And you.
my gentlemen of the coupon scissors,
and you, my lady OF pink teas and hot
house ceremoniais, would lift your Ian
guild eyes 10 very beneficial widening
Cf your spiritual horizon. could you
realize the large proportion of those
rough, griny men, who. after the agony
and torture. enter the presence of the
Master, their eoronet the red rose, en-
twined with its white brothers Of self
sacrifice.
''Oh. Girlie," cries Howe, STOPPING
over the ashen face.
Shut up said Scranton. sternIy,
none OF that. Get that mob back SO he
can get little air.
Now come here. both OF you." he
added. as the boys had successfully ac-
complished his bidding 'Kneel down
on each side of me, that gang might
surge in, Yes, he still lives. but is
mercifully unconscious; something hit
his head here pointing to a CHASTITY
cut over the left temple. cylinder cocks
or tank steps"
IT don't see how he got down here SO
soon,'f said Gray, why 1t IS not three
hours since he was lying unconscious on
the lounge"
Its the cursed absinthe." replied
Scranton, sit, in a nature like his. acts
directly upon the brain. He came down
here q few minutes ago seemingly all
right. We had just started down the
yard after First Lakeside. he and I on
the foot board. when that child showed
up. jumping up and down ia the middle
of the track; he jumped. and, catching
her, threw her to safety, but was unable
10 receiver himself
Here the violet eyes opened. Duly
they passed over the blurring faces
Then as they met Scranton's a CLEAN OF
recognition flashed across them.
Say, Scranton" he began eagerly.
''did the kid get out safe?"
Yes" came the low answer
We'll, that's settled" he said slowly,
adding. Scranton. I've got little job
yet left. that don't like; you know,
dear old friend. what I mean"
Yes. but my boy. my boy. you have
got TO face it." very broken and low
came the answer.
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Face H." replied the dying boy lit
tie bitterly face 1t. Oh. Scranton. do
you know what your words mean ?''
Here the cold feeble hands met In an
appealing clutch over the firm warm
ones. Its very easy for you, full OF
warm life and years before you, to say
face il. but TO me. Oh Scranton, Scran-
ton. can you realize whom I must face
IN, a few moments. with the awful pres-
ence OF my blackened life. standing be-
tween usT.. Here turning. his eyes fell
on Howe.
Frank" he continued feebly. ''you go
home with what is left OF me. old friend. |
never let father know how 1 died Il
would kill the dear old boy 10 know |
died this way"
What do you mean by this way'?' |
asked Scranton softly.
THE way Of those who walk the |
broad road and come 10 its end with |
cut hope" came the solemn reply The