The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1906-03-20

yields nothing but Dead sea fruit In
the end. 1t isn't too late to 60 back
She will forgive you"
How can / ask her tor said the
other YEARLY. think Of the grlsvoua
wrong
Just here l was taken up and car
ried over to the priest, who held ma
aloft in his arms, while all the people
craned their necks and joStled each
other in their effort to get a bettez
view.
IAN antique GheordeE prayer rug"
chanted the priest. "a sapphire on an
opal ground. A rug that is to Other
rugs what rubies are to other precious
stones more brilliant, more
costly. Notice the harmony Of the con-
trasting colors-the mosaics Of the Dor
ders-the splendor of the design. How
much am offered for this superb an
tfque prayer rugT'
Then the tide Of the shouts Of the de-
vout broke against the priests chant
and in its midst found myself carried
once more to the corner where the two
men stood. They examined me care
fully. The face of the one who had
held back was flushed and eager.
'@Thls is the anniversary Of our wed
ding day." he said to, the other, "and /
Will do it. will go now. will take
her this rug as thought Of the ami
versary and on it. where so many
prayers for forgiveness have been Of
fered, / will offer mine"
"Oh. Allah, be mercifulp' he added
under his breath.
So went with him to his home, and
he let himself in gently with his latch
key and tiptoed softly to the library and
laid me before the fire. Then be touch
ed bell.
Els Mrs. Wharton at homer" he ask
ed the man who answered his ring, and
his voice trembled in spite Of his ef-
forts to steady it.
The man eyed him curiously. "No,
SIR" he said respectfully. MRS.
Wharton and Master Edward as been
gone, sir, some days"
Mrs. Wharton left a note. and there
10 OtACA AuaAAs hC uO0SuS Rl0ClAk -
sheaf Of letters on the table and retiF-
ing with a bow.
My master tore open the small square
envelope on top, and his face went
ashen gray. 81 have warned and pray
ed and entreated," he read duly, land
now l have gone where / shall at least
be spared the insult of your presence
You have ruined my life and your own,
hut the boy shall be saved"
Under the small square envelope was
long white one Her lawyers" he
repeated monotonously, opening it and
stumbling mechanically through its le-
gal phrasing.
Then he threw himself in a chair
and buried his face In his arms ON the
table
"Oh, my Cod" he sobbed brokenly.
"Oh, my God!''
After that night l did not see the
master for many months; then one
evening he came into the library, look
ing older and sterner. with deep lines
In his face After that he spent near
~ I'LL Ills evenings ia TIC AUL9Ayf 6OA1S-
times with friends, but oftener alone,
reading or Just staring straight ahead
into the fire. 30 the days rolled into
weeks and the weeks into months and
years until one evening the master
came and stood for long time look
ing at the picture Of woman and 4
boy on the mantel. Three years to-
night" he said slowly; three long
years."
The curtains of the doorway parted.
and woman came forward part way
into the room, a slender, graceful wOm-
an who carried her head haughtily, al
though her lips quivered with nervous
ness.
The master turned abruptly.
elizabeth he cried.
'You are surprised to see me hereY
''Elizabethw he said again in daxed
establishment, then: 1.-The boyi What
10 wrong with the boy?' be cried
sharply.