Montour American. (Danville, Pa.) 1866-1920, 1905-04-06

frantic endeavors TO prevent the diSas-
ter, and then, crushed by the misfor-
tune, he chung TO the doorway OF the
office building and watched the Ramlns
as they wildly scrambled for the scat
tered fruit"
And was everything @atirely ru-
inedF Miss Markham's hand instinc-
lively sought her purse.
The peanut cooker lay in the mud
bent and twisted out of all semblance
to its kind. Antoine picked IL up with
trembling hands and then, realizing It's
useessness, replaced il in the gutter,
While the tears Streamed down his
cheeks
That isn't allT" eXpectantiy.
Hammond continued obediently
Never mind, Antoine | said cheer
fully-it's so easy to be cheerful over
anothers misfortunes. you know
'youll soon be on your feet again. We
must expect reverses in business AT
my words Of sympathy the food gates
of his grief were opened, and the
words fairly tumbled over one another,
his soft broken English finally relaps-
ing into Italian altogether as he told
his story. He had been so careful OF
his money-he had saved twenty-three
dolla.' They We're to have been mar
ried tomorrow, he and Carita, and he
was to have bought Carita u new gown
and rose wreath for her hair, and
they would have been so happy. And
now-then he pointed eloquently to
the ruined peanut cooker, waved both
hands in gesture expressing the utter
nothingness of his condition, and the
Seady tears came again.
Il missed him then for several
weeks The other day they came to-
gether ana waited until l came out
from the Office. My brudda-he die, ,
began Antoine cheerily as soon as
Joined them. An leave Antoine sew
enty-four dolla.' said Carta her eyes
big with the magnitude Of the for
tune. An his business. Antoine add
ed pOmpously. Did he have a stand p
| asked him. No. a piano. We mar
ry ourselves tonight. Thursday"
Hammond paused abruptly. The eX-
preston on Miss Markham's patrician
face was so unlike the usual air of po-
lite Indifference that he was almost
startled into the telling OF his own
story, forgetful OF the Italian lovers.
THAT is all" he added awkwardly.
"And how did you know they would
be at your office this morning?" as If
reluctant to leave the subject.
Antoine hunted me up last night
at the club. Said his wife-you should
have seen his eyes when he said the
word-his wife wanted to come and
play for me first, believing it would
bring them luck. | hadn't intended to
90 downtoAyn this morning, as you
know. but | thought that was really
very little TO do if it would add any
thing to their happiness. Foolish
things. aren't they?' He turned his
head away. She would agree with
this. Of course. and he couldn't bear to
have her do so.
She put her hand lightly on his arm.
NO, they are not foolish. They are
wise. They have found me greatest
| thing in the world. Those who win
love need look no farther; there is moth
ing more to have here. They VINO lose
it lose everything.
lie put his own strong hand over the
smaller one resting on his arm.
"Shall we look for it-together, Eliza.
beth?"
She looked hastily about-there was
no one near; they were quite in the
country now-and raised her beautiful
face to his. Il think we have found
ii already" she whispered