Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1909-08-22

A T the edge of this place in an isolated cabin,
comprising two small rough rooms. the
man seemed threatened with collapse. Maybe
too late" he whispered hoarsely. as he listened
and heard no sounds from the house. = I'm
goln to stay outside and wait.
The door was a Jar. Without pauSing for any
thing further, Van pushed it open and entered.
There he IS! knew it cried Queeny from
the room at the rear 1t was cry that smote
Van like stab.
Then he came to the room where she was
lying
Il knew you d come knew it. Van" said
the girl IN sudden outburst of Sobbing, and
she tried to rise upon her pillow. Agony which
she had fought down wildly. seized her in
spasm.
Van glanced about quickly. The doctor A
young inexperienced man was there look OF
abJect helplessness on his face. The room
a poor, tawdry place, with gaudy decorations
and litter of Queeny tinery In her effort to
conquer the pains the girl had distorted her
face almost past recognition
Van came to the bedside directly, placed his
hand on her shoulder. and gave her one Of his
characteristic little shakings. "Queenv. what
have you done" he said. What going on"
She tried to smile. 1t CHASTITY effort.
Its nobody's fault. But what was the use.
Van, What was there in it for me-
She won't take anything. the antidote any
thing There ism t stomach pump town.
the doctor broke in desperately. She's got to!
It's getting too late, Well have to force it
down. Maybe shed take it for YOU. He
thrust goblet into Vans nervous hand. 1t
contained a misty drink.
For Gods sake take this, Oueenyl" Van
implored. Take it quick
She shrank away. attempting with amazing
force OF Will to mask her pain I'd take the
stutf-for your sake-when I-wouldn't for
Gods" she faltered, sitting up despite her
bodily anguish. You don't ask me to do it
for you.
Il do, Queeny' Take it for mel he an
swered Wrung again as he had been at her
smiles an hour before, but now with heart
piercing poignancy. " Take it for me, if you
won't for anyone else
She received the gass-and deliberately
threw it on the floor The doctor cried out
sharply Queeny shook her head. all the time
fighting down her agony, which was fast max
ing inroads on her life She fell back on her
pillow.
You didn't ask me- Van. for your sake or
Gods: only for my own Nobodv-wants me
to live That's all right Do YOU spose YOU
could kiss me just once-just once for goodbyo"
The look on her face peculiarly childish
as she drove out the lines of anguish in super
human effort made for him And the yearning
there brought back again that thought he had
voiced before that night, WHY couldn't she
have had a chance
The doctor mixing another potent drink.
Van bent down and kissed her ndulgently.
Force her to take this cried the doctor
desperately Force her to take it.
"Queeny' Van said, you've got to take
this stuff
Her hand had found his and clutched it with
galvanic strength. Don't-make me-" she
begged, closing her eyes in species of ecstasy
that no man may understand I'D rather
-Van-please! Only about minute nowt
AIM it funnv-that love-can burn me-upo"
Her grip had frightened on his hand.
The doctor ran to the window, which he