The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1909-01-04
THE RECOVERY.
A Story of Kentucky
Copyright, 1908, by JOSEPH A. ALTSHELER Entered at StatiOners'. Hall
All rights reserved
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 "Oh, Harry!' she said, ..I am so un- happy, and I feel so-so degraded!'
 The circumstances of my life have forced me the habit of self-control, but I was deeply shaken, and the very fact that I could not -soothe her Ill her grief that | could not take any part ey 1t upon myself was further agony. only one man had the right put ne hSd not shred of that power.
 "Alicia! Aliciate Don't give way like that!' I cried for lack or something else to say.
 But she could not stop. The flood had burst down. the bars, created by the wears of self-restraint, and for the time it swept. over them as 1t would. Never before had l so longed for the right to protect and comfort her, never befo. e had I felt so deeply that this right should be mine, but I rejoice even now to remember that I took no advantage of her emotion and un- guarded moments. Though I would have given worlds to have put my arms about her, and to tell her what she was to me I did not even touch her. my hand did not even reach the railing lace of her sleeve. but I stood looking down at her with death in my heart.
 I could not stand it, and I walked over to the window-we were both for fsetful or careless whether any others anne through the door that stood open to all. I turned my eyes away ana gazed out of the window, because IL is too terrible a thing to look on when teh woman you love is crying her heart out and you are helpless. stood there motionless and seeing nothing, while I still heard her low sobs. Then they ceased as suddenly IS they had begun and she called me- , i turned. around and she. was standing before me, with the ghost of p1tlful little smile, that she had forced, upon her face. fls
 ..Ive been weak and foolish,'' she said, "but you will forget about it won't you, Harry"
 She put her hands. together like child 2arid she sight of Alicia appealing to me as a favor for what belonged to her as a right, touched new chords of
 sI have forgotten it already" I re- pIfedst .'H .'H ft 7t~
 sYou are strong, Harry she said. linen why not forget me too! have brought nothing but misery into your life and I am poisoning it for you now. You are reestablished, you are young, you are :at the beginning of great and brilliant career; you are, to have life full of happy work and-and there can be some other woman. Why waste another thought on mel!
 Alicia said gravely, T may be strong, .~but T could: never be strong enough to forget you. I do not know what my career is to be, but nothing in it could displace you = though have not the right to say that to you-af1d though it is unlawful for me to love y0u, am and shall always be poWerless to love- any other woman.' GALLEY-36. Y
 of delight through me. I suppose that every man in love is egotistical, look ing upon himself as sort of sun, but I believed that she was glad when I re- fused to separate my life from hers. Poor Alicia! how often have I used that szexpression and how much she nsEded support and sympathy!
 Woman alone can effect sudden and complete transformations, that is in the appearances. Now she turned away from me, and sitting down at the piano again began to play reckless, defiant little airI something from the French 1 suppose, because it had that gay Tilt which always associate with the French nation, when it is in its cheer
 'FYou see," she said with little smile, "that I am not the coward you take me to be-"
 I was glad to see her again in her usual command of herself, but the as- sumption of gayety moved me almost as much as, her tears. Fate was cer- tainly in her most freakish mood when she gave such a woman to Geo. Grey.
 You were never a coward" said.
 The little air finished in a shower of notes like the high-throated thrilling of bird.s Then as her hands rested quietly a moment on the keys she leaned over and said to me:
 Be cafeful with yourself. I do not lSnOwsewhat it is or how it will show itself but there is some movement against you. I have heard fragments only" r,
 Anxiety. showed in her tone, anxiety for me. I was again foolish enough to believe, but the. warning, even from A':cia. made no great impression upon me, and received it with lightness that was not affected.
 I'm not afraid I said. Gin this struggle here over measures we give aft take.'' 4
 That is not all,'' she said earnestly, watch, over yourself"
 T Will" I said to reassure her, and then I left her at the piano. where she glided away again into one of those plaintive airs. heard its wailfng note as passed down the hall, and I feared that it was an omen of evil.