Alaska sentinel., 1908-10-15


 CTS. who were not worthy to touch her. years of pleasure shall be in store. Reconcile 1t if you can, for have tried and tried in vain, until the cruel injus- tice. the impotence of protest, has urged me to find forgetfulness,"
 He dropped back heavily into the chair. and sat with bowed head and clenched hands. His white, haggard face showed wet with sweat
 Through q mist Uncle John regarded him pityingly, and his hand went out te him.
 Ned, boy" he said, feelingly, "I an lonely old fellow. Into my life has come no loving woman. But-I can un- derstand. l have seen men and women, whose young lives were full of promise, cut of, even as was Mary's, and the same questioning. the same sense of injustice, has held me too. To what remain an inscrutable mystery which no man shall understand We can but submit. Thousands have questioned as you do, without answer, and only Times hand has had power to lift the weight of grief. Weakness Is but pro tracttng of the mind anguish. The man who takes up his work bravely, believe me, Is he who soonest will find the peace that comes with resignation. Tell me, boy, what of the little oneY
 The child was taken by her mother when Mary was stricken" returned the man. wearlly. "I have not seen her since. have seen DO one"
 They want you at the office, Ned. p said John, appcalingly. Your work is waiting and there Is no one can do 1t. May not tell the guv'nor you will be there tomorrow. Work Is far better physic for 8 mind diseased than that you have fled to, and with 1t comes DO regret"
 The man sat silent and unheeding The appeal had failed to touch him. In his eyes WAS still the dull. hopeless look of despair. John shook his head, and realizing that further speech would be proftless, rose and quietly left the room.
 In the kitchen he slipped on his shabby inverness and passed out of the back door No thought of giving up the fight had for an Instant entered his mind. Far from 1t. It was not Uncle Johns way to accept defeat at the first reverse. As quiet student of human nature be- If anyone, knew how best the emotions could be stirred. The weaving and unraveling of plot and | counterplot constituted his business. and his abrupt departure but signihed that some idea had germinated in his brain by which his object might be achieved.
 The woman next door was surprised to see the Queer-looking old gentleman on her step, and more so at his ques- ton. AS he raised his hat and left her with smiling thanks she watched kim out of sight with interest. When pres ently, through the curtained window. she saw him reappear with little pratt llllR iullu. NiIVl1 bHc ALlolohAy AtSp6 nized. in his arms, she gave a gasp of astonishment and stood for quite long time motionless, gazing moist-eyed be fore her.
 Once again John strode to the back 1 door and into the silent house. In the Kitchen he stayed and slipped of the chnds coat and bonnet, whispering th' while and smiling.
 "Daddy's in his room" he said. Little grille go up and see daddy" Into the little bright face flashed in. stant joy.
 Daddy" she lisped, and, skipping away, she hurried up the stairs. Johr quietly followed.
 Daddy" she panted "Want-see- my daddy"
 The tiny feet battered along the land l ing. Through the open doorway she skipped, and with a gurgle of delight she ran into the outstretched arms.
 Daddy" she cried rapturously. And the little arms went round his neck. and the little laughing face was pressed | closely to his breast
 On the stairs Cnle John stood ana listened to the choking sobs, the hoarse cries of endearment. Then, dashing the tears from his smiling face. he passed from room to room and pulled up the 1 blinds.-Black and White. He Had Broken Something.