Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1907-02-28
Bv BOOTH HARRINGTON
CHAPTER XVI.

CHAPTER XXvI.
y We woke to the Ginning Of bells,
= and as his eyes slowly opened
the sorrowful people of
= dream, who seemed to be
bending over him, weeping. swan back
into the darkness Of the night whence
they had come and returned to the i'm
perceptible. leaving their shadows in
his heart. Slowly he rose, stumbled
into the outer room and released the
huttering shade, but the sunshine.
springtng like golden lover through
the open window. only dazzled him and
found no answering gladness to greet
It or Joy in the royal day It heralded.
It would be an hour at least before
time to start to church, when Ariel ex-
pected him. He stared absently up the
street, then down and, after that, be-
gan slowly to walk in the latter direc-
ton with no very active consciousness
or care OF where he went. He had
fallen into profound reverie, 30 deep
that when he had crossed the bridge
and turned into dusty road which
ran along the river bank he stopped
mechanically beside the trunk Of fall
en- sycamore and, lifting his head for
the first time since he had set out
looked about aim with melancholy
perplexity, little surprised to find
himself there.
For this was the spot where he had
first seen the new Ariel, and on that
fallen sycamore they had sat together.
Remember, across Main street bridge
at noonp And Joe's cheeks burned
as he recalled why he had not under
stood the clear voice that had haunted
him. But that shame had fallen from
him; she had changed all that, AZ she
had changed % many things. He sank
down In the long grass, with his back
against the log, and stared out over the
fields Of tall corn shaking In steady
wind all the way to the horizon.
Changed SO many things" he said.
half aloud. "Everything!" All, yes,
she had changed the whole world for
Joseph Louden-at his first sight Of
her! And now 1t seemed to him that
he was to lose her, but not in the
way he had thought.
Almost from the very hrst he had
the feeling that nothing SO beautiful
as that she should stay in Canaan
could happen to him. He was sure
that she was but for the little while,
that her coming was like the flying
petals Of which he had told her.
Changed SO many things7'
The bars that had been between him
and half OF his world were down, shat
tered, never more to be replaced, and
the ban Of Canaan was lifted. Gould
this have been save for herr And upon
that thought he got to his feet, utter
ing an exclamation Of bitter self re.
proach, asking himself angrily what he
was doing. He knew how much she
gave him, what full measure Of her af-
lection. Was not that enough7 Out
upon you, Louden! Are you to sulk in
your tent, dour In the gloom, or to play
mans part, and II she be happy turn
a CHEEKY face upon her Joy?
And thus this pilgrim recrossed the
bridge, emerging to the street with his
head up. smiling, and his shoulders
thrown back, SO that none might see
the burden he carried.
Ariel was waiting on the porch for
him. She wore the same dress she had
worn that Sunday Of their tryst- that
exquisite dress, with the faint lavender
overtint, like the tender colors Of the
beautiful day he made his own. She
had not worn it since, and he was far
distant when he caught the frst dick.
ering glimpse Of her through the lower
branches Of the naples, but he remem.
bered. And again, as on that day, he
heard a faraway, ineftable music, the
elfand horns, sounding the mysterious
reveille which had Weakened his soul to
her coming.
She came to the gate to meet him and
gave him her hand in. greeting without
word or the need Of one-from
either. Then together they set forth
over the sun decked pavement, the
naples swishing above them, heavier
branches grooming in the strong breeze,
under sky like Della Robbia back
ground. And up against the glorious
blue Of It some laughing, invisible god
was blowing small rounded clouds Of
pure cotton, as children blow thistle.
down.
When he opened her parasol az they
came out into the broad sunshine be-
yond upper Main street there was the
faintest mingling Of wild roses and Gin.
namon loosed on the air.
Joe" abe said, I'm very happyw
That's right" he returned heartily.
II think you always will be"
But oh, WISH" she went on, that
Mr.. Arp could have lived to see you
come down the courthouse steps!"
''God bless hint" said Joe. II can
hear the argument"
Those dear old men have been 80
loyal to you, joe"
mo" he returned; "loyal to Eskew."
ITO you both" she said. 'Tm afraid
the old circle is broken up. They
haven't met on the National House cor
ner since he died. The colonel told me
he couldn't bear to go there again"
II don't believe any Of them ever
WILL" he returned. "And yet never
pass the place that don't see Eskew
In his old chair. I went there last
night to commune with him. couldn't