Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1911-03-03

0StOSEapher.
give him enough of the Irish
to make him more respectful
The light was out, and tbo
brave voice bidding them eoo.
from the dark room. Thev r1
downstairs, and tore away fron
garrulity of Mother Geehan
They came to more prent0n.
street, where trade. it could bn
missed. fourished by day. Ana
the priest paused; this time hasa
lofty building. whose great doorS
windows in the lowest floor wera
fully shattered and barred. Its h,
apertures were dark, save in tho \
story, the windows of which
brilliantly lighted. Lorison,o
caught a distant. regular n,o.
drumming as of music above y
stood at an angle of the build;rn
along the side nearest them moHI
an iron stairway. At its ton wa
upright, illuminated paranalonI
Father Rogan had stopped and III
musing:
Il will say this much" he rem.
thoughtfully: Il believe Won -
better man than you think yoursoII
be, and a better man than 7 thO,L
some hours ago. But do not tak0 a,
he added with smile, AS
praise. l promised you a nossih1a
liverance from an unhappy norn,a
l will have to modify that promis.
can only remove the mystery that
HANGED that perplexity. Your dad
ance depends upon yourself o.
He led his companion up the ~
way. Halfway up, Lorison a.
him by the sleeve. Remember 7
gasped, Il love that woman"
you desired to know"
e. Go on"
The priest reached the landir.
the top of the stairway. Lorlsop +
hind him. saw that the illuminJ
space was the glass upper half !
door opening into the lighted roA
Lorison stopped breathing when
set foot on the highest step for N
priest stood aside, and motioned H
to look through the glass of the al.
His eye, accustomed to the al,
ness, met first binding glare
then he made out the faces and fol
OF many people, amid an extravss u
display Of splendid robings-billd II
laces, brilliant hued fnsry, ribbd
silks and misty drapery. And III
he caught the meaning of that lard
hum, and he saw the tired, pale, n
Ply face Of his wife, bending. as WI
a score Of others, over her sew
notwithstanding, toiling Here H
the folly she pursued, and the d
Of his quest.
He took a quick step, and reach
out his hand for the doorknob. n
Their Rogan was quicker to arrest
and draw him back
you use my trust In you queer
said the priest, sternly. What Ii
you about to do?"
II am going to my wife" said IA
son. Let me pass"
Listen" said the priest, holdn
him firmly by the arm. 81 am abb
to put you in possession Of piece
knowledge Of which, thus far, 4
have scarcely proved deserving.
not think you ever will; but | will b
dwell upon that. You see in 4
room the woman you married, Nd'
ing for a frugal living for herself, q
a generous comfort for an idoliA
brother. This building belongs to u
chief costumer Of the city. For mon
the advance orders for the com
Mardi Gras festivals have kept e
work going day and night. mys
secured employment here for Non
o'clock until daylight, and, besid
carries home with her some OF
finer costumes requiring more dh
cate needlework, and works there
of the day. Somehow, you two NJ
remained strangely ignorant Of e
others lives. Are you convinced y
that your wife is not walking
streets?"
LET me go to her" cried LorsW
again struggling, land beg her
giveness!"
"Sir," said the priest, do you
me noJning? Be quiet. 1t seems
often that heaven let's fall Its cholc
gifts into hands that must be TAU
to hold them Listen again. YOU
got that repentant sin must not
promise, but look up, for redemp'
to the purest and best. You wei,
her with the fine-spun sophiStfy
peace could be found IN a mu'
guilt; and she, fearful OF loSinS
her heart so craved, thought II wv
the price to buy it with deSpei
pure, beautiful lie. l have KNOWN
since the day she was born; sne ID
innocent and unsullied IN lie
deed as a holy saint. IN lDa'
street where she dwells she hrS'
the light, and she has lived tnsl0
since, spending her days IN seD',
self-sacrifica for others Ocn' "
peen!" continued Father Hogan
ing his finger in kindly anger q,
son. what for, wonder cou.
be afther making a fool Oh n'
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