Martinsburg herald. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1881-1920, 1908-11-21

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sUUM and at its results. She look
UaD ed 10 fear from him to Kari
"Who is this manTp she asked
Karl could not answer her Ths
same question was echoine tr bis
heart.
Who was this man. this personifca.
ton Of evil? Ever there were his in
sidious wiles to compromise. cajole.
trick and betray them. He could moi
tell. He only knew that he loathed him
and that he would drive him out.
Are you going now2" he demanded
as Millar stood looking at them. With
his evil smile
Millar took the question In the most
natural way, disregarding the purpose
~ offensive tone In which Karl spoke
Yes, am; | must" he said half re-
gretfully. MY train leaves In half an
hour. Again permit me to beg thou
sand pardons. Could have foreseen
the anguish that was to follow my fail
ure to deliver madame's letter nothing
In the world could have
Kari interrupted him rndely. deter
mined that he should not peguile them
again and that be should not speak OF
Olga or the letter az hing of lmpor-
lance.
You should know tina he letter con-
tanned only q conventional message"
he said.
Millar looked al Olga. aud his smile
grew broad as she hung ner head and
blushed Who should know better than
he the confession which she had writ
ten and which was now destroyed
1T was quite conventional. am
sure" he said cynically.
You will miss your train" Kari
said, with studied insolence- Helm
rich, help the doctor on with his coat
"a thousand thanks the imperturb
able Millar said. Madame goodby.
and once more beg thousand par
dons''
Neither Olga nor Karl spoke to him
as he walked to the door, looked back
at them. bowed low again and chuc-
killed. as the door closed after him.
Olga turned quickly to Karl and held
out her hands.
"He is gone. l am glad. But, Karl.
would give year of my life II he
had delivered my letter TO you"
why? Tell me what you wrote" he
asked eagerly.
Il wrote all the things ! told you a
few moments ago. Karl. You know 1t
all now"
She went over to the CRATE and look
ed sadly into the ashes.
MY first love letter." she said soft
ly. "Oh, Karl. 1t was my confession of
my love for you. would like to read
It over again with you. and then we
might forget l don't want to be
afraid l want to be strong, to be
happy. If only had that letter noww
Karl took her hands in his and com
forted her.
"Never mind 1t, Olga 1t has served
its purpose. 1t has taught us ourselves.
our hearts"
sit has taught us that we must be
strong, brave and loyal" Olga de-
elared warmly.
They stood thus, looking into each
others eyes sanely. clearly, each ready
to renounce. The door of the studio
opened. and Millar stood before them
again. holding in his extended hand a
letter
IL beg a thousand pardons again.
he said. II find gave Karl an old tai
lors bill instead of madame's letters
Olga eagerly took the letter. opened
1t and recognized her own handwrit.
ing
my letter. Karl" she exclaimed
Both bent over the letter. reading II
eagerly. while Millar slipped quietly
out of the studio-out OF their lives.
Olga looked up from their reading.
81 am glad that wrote 1t. Karl.
she said. "Now we will burn It,"
Together they watched It glow
brightly into flame and fall into gray
ashes.
"That is orr love begun and ended
Karl" Olga said quietly ut was
wrong. and now we realize 1t. don't
WEI And now. dear boy. you are com
! Ing with me-"
"Where?' Karl asked.
81 am going to take you to Elsa.
Olga answered.
with feeling OF citation Karl called
Heinrich and was helped into his over
coat. He bent respectfully and kissed
Olga's hand as they walked out of the
studio together
THE END.
Franklin's Epitaph.