Monroe City Democrat. (Monroe City, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1907-08-15


you beyond the capacity OF a human
heart to love. 1 think that for the
right to be yours for one single mol
ment of this life would smilingly en-
dure all the pains and miseries of
eternal torture. Yes, Bob, for the
right to have you call me yours fort
only while heard the words, | would
do anything, Bob, anything that waa|
honorable"
She had drawn his head down closaI
to her face, and her great blue eyes
searched his as though they would
go to his very soul. She was a child
In her simple appeal for him to allow
her to see his heart, to see that theroi
was nothing black there.
AS she gazed her beautiful hands
played through his hair as do a moth
er's through that of the child she il
soothing in sickness.
Bob, speak to me, speak to me-"
she begged, tell me there was no dis
honor in the getting Of those millions. /
Tell me no one was made to suffer an
my father and have suffered. Tell
me that the suicides and the convicts, /
the daughters dragged to shame and
the mothers driven to the madhuuse
as a result Of this panic, cannot be /
charged to anything unfair or dishon-
orable that you have done. Bob, oh,
Bob, answer! Answer no, or my
heart will break; or If, Bob, you have
made a mistake, il you have done
that which in your great desire to aid
me and my father seemed justifable.
but which you now see was wrong,
tell 1t to me, Bob, dear, and togetherE
we will try to undo it. We will tryS
to find a way to atone. We will Eivey
the millions to the last, last penny
to those upon whom you have brought
misery. Fathers loss will not mat
ter. Together we will go to him and
tell him what we have done, what
we have lived through, tell him OF h
our mistake, and in our agony he viii
forget his own. For such a horror
has my father of anything dishonOr-
able that he will embrace his misery /
as happiness when he knows that his
teachings have enabled his daughter
to undo this great wrong. And then.
Bob, We will be married, and you and
/ and father and mother will be to-
gether, and be, oh, so happy, and we
will begin all over again" \
'Beulah, stop; in the name of God,
in the name of your love for me,
don't say another word. There IN
a limit to the capacity OF a man to !
suffer, even II he be a great, strong
brute like myself, and Beulah, / have
rerached that limit. The day has been
hard one"
3 His voice softened and became as
tired child's.
II must go into the hustle OF the
street, into the din and sound, and get
down my nerves and get back my
head. Then l shall be able to think
clear and true, and will come back
TO you, and together we will see IL
have done anything that makes me
unfit to touch the cheek and the hands
and the lips of the best and most
beautiful woman God ever put upon /
earth. Beulah you know I would not ,
deceive you to save my body from the ,
fires of this world. and my soul from {
the torture of the damned. and Il
promise you that if ! find that have J
done wrong, what you call wrong. I,
what your father would call wrong, /
I will do what you say to atone"
He took her hand between hia !
hands. gently, reverently, and touch
ing his lips TO her glorious golden
hair. he went away.
Beulah Sands turned TO me. Please.
MI. Randolph, go with him. He is soul
daZed. One can never tell what n heart /
sorely perplexed will prompt its OWE |
er to do. Often in the night when J
have got myself into a fever from
thinking of my fathers situation,
have had awful temptations. The
agents OF the devil seek the wretched
when none Of those they love are Ay-
have often thought some OF tho,
blacklist tragedies Of the earth might! !
have been aVerted IL there had heen
= true friend TO stand at the wrung,
ones elbow At the fatal minute of de-,
cision and point to the sun behind.
just when the black ahead grew an
endurable. Please follow MI Brown,
ley than you may De ready, should his
awakening TO what he has done BE-,
come unbearahle- Tell him the dread
ed morroWs are aeEer as terrible act
uallY rs they Eeen 10 aAtISipatinn~