The Marion daily mirror. (Marion, Ohio) 1892-1912, 1908-11-07

diOne uOur Dy nOur IN tnaC utJle nat
where paradise had been. She would
sit before a trunk, fondly handling the
tiny wardrobe. Night after night and
week upon week-but such things are
never measured by nights and days
and weeks. For many heart-beats she
lived there alone. going each morning
to her work and coming home each
night weary at heart. Then at last
the woman laughed sadly, as she had
done some time before, and saw the
folly Of II all.
She never had written to Greytown; !;
she was lost to all her former friends.
She was glad OF that. Some of them
had said things, anyway. Very well.
III.
Years came between, while Grey
town saw the hope Of canal fade away
forever Then the consul at last
was removed, and he came north He
inquired everywhere. but It was all
useless. Yet he persisted calmly,
somehow determined and even con.
fdent that he should win. He felt
that he must succeed; he must make
things right.
He walked the streets by night He
could scarcely sleep. 1t never oc-
Cured to him that they might have
left the city. He felt sure that some
where In that vast camp of humanity
she was waiting.
Finally he found clew lie hur.
ried to the Office OF the daily. She
had been gone so long that few re.
membercd her. He obtained an old
address; and SO, step by step, in the
end he did succeed
1t was twilight. Rain had fallen all
day and the street lights blurred back
from the pavements. He approached
three.storied residence in section
oaee fashionable. long ago. AZ the
curb carriage was waiting, and as
Leonard turned 70 ENTER he saw a
large man with 'forid face peer
through the window at him. b"
He rang ncrvously. A woman in q
long Japanese simono opened the
door, A soft light shone on great
masses of auburn hair
Mira Leonardo" she repeated, star.
Ing at him and shaking her head.
Then an idea came to leonard.
Amy Carter?" he queried, giving
her maiden name almost in a whis
per- fnr r
''oh,% said the girl in the kimono,
Yes, Come In. Is She's going out,
though, | think. I'll call her" =.
Leonard sat down on low divar
In the hallway, Presently a soft rust
ling came through the shadows The
next moment woman IN a delicate
gray and hehotrqpe gown, with a pic
ture hat heavy with plumes and mists
Of heliotrope. stood before him In
the dim light Ho rose slowly, trem'
bling and fcarfui
"Amyl'~hc said softly, more in sur.
prise than appeal. '"'ht5c
With a low cry she stepped back
one hand to her forehead
"You-you?' she exclaimed.
He tried o'take her hand. but she
drew II away.
81 have come for you-dear," he
murmured. w "'E '"' "' '-t
1T Is too late now,T she whispered
Cant you forgive me?" be begged
The woman turned from him
81 have iogsiyen YOU" she said
slowly.
Then"
Don't ask she demanded, quickly
81 have remembered you always. and
have cherished ideals faithfully;
but"
She paused. Leonard clenched his
fists -S'>
II don't care. dear girl" he cried
1T was my fault-all mine, every bit
of Il. | love you. Can't you come
back to me, Amy? Even II you
don't"
Il do love YOU she Interrupted,
hoarsely 1T isn't that"
Again the man cleuched his fists
again muttered; '' 70 "ht' A
Whatever may have happened is
my fault. We shall be happy, the
three of us"
'%What?s she cried in a long, dry
whisper. VI
where Is the little one?" said
Leonard tenderly, as he put his arm
about her.
Then with allow wall Amy Leonard
lay her head upon HIS breast and wept
long and long, so that the girl in the
kimono, peeripg over the banister,
wondered much.