The daily Gate City. [volume] (Keokuk, Iowa) 1855-1916, 1909-06-11

on the keys to the delicate profile. Was
this like the song Of the swan, the last
and sweetest.
nWe will have the valedictory and
close the exercises" Elba said smiling.
!. The hour is growing late, ! know you
are tired
The man 3 face grew white. His hands
were cold and trembling. lie thought that
he understood how one fnlt when listen
ing to the reading of his. death warrant.
Striking the chords, she sung simple
little thing shc had learned years before
when at school. A little song Of farewell
| to her classmates.
Sweet have been the hours together
But now comes the parting day,
Hope, her rosy wreath is twining
While we sing our parting lay
She had sung only the one verse, when
some peculiar sound, she never knew
what caused !.sr to turn and look at the
4 man standing almost behind her. II
sounded like half suppressed sigh.
Their eyes met in one fatal glance. II
was only look, but in that look was q
meaning that words could never convey
4 Hearts untuned to love could never I'M
derstand. In a language known only to
love, heart had spoken to heart and I'M
derstood.
nTwo shall be born the whole wide world
( apart,
And speak in different tongues, and have
Il no thought
Each Of the others being, and no heed;
And these DER unknown seas, to I'M
known lands
Shall cross, escaping wrecks, defyine
death;
And all unconsciously shape every act
And bend each wandering step to this ont
end.
That one day out of darkness they shall
meet,
And read life . meaning in each other ;,
eyes.
And this is Fate. -
y
The mans face was CHASTITY. A Grim
con tide dyed the woman g. Her bosom
rose and fell heavily. She put one hant
.. over her eyes, as if to shut out what
! she had seen. Her head dropped for
ward on the piano
s'God forgive me and pity US both. ]
never intended you to know
|. He put out his hand as if to touch he
bowed head, but did not He turned ava.
stepped through the low window and lief
her alone. A moment later she hear
him in conversation with her husband.
!. CHE can talk, she thought bitterl,
It She could not, she told herself, if her Lii
e depended on her doing so. But he WI
d . man. What would he do when he wa
1t comet Would he 60 back to his ow
e world and take up the same old routir
Is and forget this night And shef tt
$. old content, and half learned lesson {
% resignation we're done away with foreye
What would her future BET
She did Tot try TO reason NOR argl
& with herself. Did not try to excuse n
s. crime, she had not the power. Her mir
IS seemed to move mechanically evolviI
is one thought after another without al
~ volition on her part. She only realiz
TX that an overwhelming shame and bitt
W sorrow had come to her.
! From the porch me voices came to HI
Va one loud and grating the other low Al
no musical She started and lifted her he
is when she heard her husband say wag
w Memory swept backward, again 6
to heard Aunt Debby say, The wages
I'D sin is death" And Judge Latham
OBJ warning. " Honor sleeps sometimes. Lc
never
Afterwards when she thought of Il
M night, she remembered going to her ro
y and to bed without kissing Blossom got
~ night Whether she slept or not she ne'
u. knew. She knew that she felt old a
az hopeless when she rose the next mornil
on Her heart had stood still for an insts
when her husband told her that Mr.. La