The L'Anse sentinel., 1907-11-16


where the crossing once had been. Il
was then that she saw him first.
He was tall and well-made man.
walking somewhat slowly ahead of
her. Suddenly he stumbled and al
most fell. In recovering himself he
turned and paused irresolute, as II
uncertain which way to 60. He was
now facing her and she saw his ex-
precision Of helpless bewildermsnt.
and saw. too. that he was blind.
With q sudden pity for his rnisfor-
tune and predicament she advanced
toward him. Our streets are in such
q chaotic condition" she said. "Will
you allow me to pilot you to the OPP
posite side?"
II should be most grateful to you.'
he replied, lifting his hat. Il have not
been in New York for some time and
confess that find myself decidedly
ct sea-"
It seemed the strangest thing in the
world to Mary Agnew to be walking
thus familiarly by the side of an un-
known man. And che felt that luck
had favored her when she had run the
gauntlet of that half mile without
meeting any Of her friends. But the
man was gentleman, and something
In his helplessness had appealed most
strangely to her.
This unconventional episode haunted
Mary Agnew all that day. She caught
herself wondering again and again
who her stranger was and why he had
ventured out alone. Sometimes It
seemed as II she had done something
inexcusably bold and unwomanly; yet
at the same time she felt that she
would never have forgiven herself had
she acted otherwise. His tall, straight
figure and fine face were still present
with her when, late that evening, she
entered a crowded ballroom on her
fathers arm.
Half an hour perhaps had passed
when she saw her old friend Jack
Beverton approaching with--could It
be possible?-her stranger Of the
morning!
Miss Agnew, allow me to introduce
my cousin, Anthony Gordon, once Of
New York. lately of the far west and
now Of New York again." Jacks
words seemed buzzing in her ears.
Il am glad to meet Mr.. Gordon"
she said quietly, though her heart was
fiuttering strangely, as 1t had not done
since she was young, young girl.
She saw him start and turn eagerly
toward her. Jack had now passed on,
and among the crowd these two
seemed quite alone.
1T is you! l was hoping I might
meet you again." Gordon said gladly.
THE world is small place, after
ALI"
"Yes," she assented; yet confess
this is a great surprise"
you probably think that a blind
man is even more out of place In
ballroom than in the city's crowded
streets, and / agree with you; but
Jack overpersuaded me and now I am
glad came! He promised to keep me
in tow and to introduce me to few
Of his friends with whom l could sit
out an occasional dance"
She regarded him curiously. 1t was
a novelty to meet a man who was ap-
parently no more sensitive about such
a terrible affiiction than II 1t had been
but broken bone and he was about
with his arm in 4 sling.
II hope you did not think me-for-
ward this morning." she said i'm
pulsively.
II thought you did a most gracious
and beautiful action and blessed you
for it,"
"You have not benin this condi-
tion-long?" she asked.
Eight months-an age! And ! am
a remarkable case, for have baffied
every specialist in the west and now
have come to New York to bafiie these
fellows here. intend going to each
one OF them separately, at first. Then
shall have them meet and hold q con-
sultation; then suppose they'll want
to examine me again; and after that
the verdict"
She saw Gordon again just as she
was leaving. II hope you will come
LO-Cdil Ou iucs phc bdiu. oHo ndu
been going to say ito see me-" but
quickly changed the word, adding: II
shall be interested to hear what all
the oculists say"
Il wanted to ask you II might" he
said eagerly. 'If I had not seen you
again tonight" land she noticed that
the old habit OF speech c1ung to
him), II should have sent Jack to you
to ask II might come"
Within few days Anthony Gordon
called, and his calls were repeated
with increasing frequency. The first
tirue he came with Jack. but after
wards with mis- man Brown, who walt
ed for him below.
His conversation was always full
of interest. His ten years expert.
en- ces in the west; his struggles, his
So ccesses, his defeats--he told her all
with an eager and almost boyish
confidence. He made no secret of his
admiration for her, and the difference
and reverence he showed her seemed
something strangely beautiful.
Her father liked him, too, "Gordon's
| n fine fellow" he aafd "And m hope-