Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1911-12-24

of his armchair gave him pang; but again they
away. second they halted on the dun green
lawn where the golden sunset haze flooding muf1ed
shrubs and silent fountain; and Roger heard the pant
of mOtorcar coming at furious pace. There's old
Jim" he OWNED. "Whew. scraped the bumpers!"
DR.. Forbes crouched over the Wheel his school
boy sons hat with its gay ribbon damned over
face set and gray the stone. Came running didn't
he? Poor old Jim, he going to take it pretty hard!
"Come, Dear
Roger heard his mothers voice with the bewider-
ment but also the blessed reliance of child. ayes,
Ma'am,' he assented meeky-like the little boy.
ave will go slowly at first, said she.
THE sowness must needs have been comparative
only; since in inappreciable span of time they
above the swarng city streets with their and
horses and long bodied motorcars crawling ant fashion
between the high buildings, above the fresh black fur
of the Middle Western farming country above the
farmSteadS and the tall elm trees, finally above the
clouds themselves.
BY insensble degrees the marvel of possessed Roger
The scientists ardent and daring curiosity crept into
his soul Moreover, he became aware of an exquisite
sensation. Utterly gone were the pains of his
wounds the miserable discomfort of the anesthetc; the
weight of years had dropped as absolutely a bur-
den drops when knife cuts the rope that binds it.
Every breath renewed in him the ecstasy of youths il
limitable of power
"Shall never be tired again." he exclaimed.
"Not in your body. But you may be tired in your
soul. We lose only our bodies; we keep our souls
81 hadn't dared to hope it."
81 know; but the truth of things being true
just the same, though you had ceased to believe it.
Mother you're delicious" exuted Roger you're
making fun of me precisely the same way you always
did. And it's grand your knowing everything here.
feel Just like kid again"
"Thats why mothers usually go before their children.
They have another happy time of being trusted en-
trely."
ats mighty nice arrangement: Now tell me. Is
is it like what you expected here!"
She laughed her very same lovely ripping laugh of
amusement. 1t comforting to hear it again!
"Roger, said she, mot one little bit
"But-but Fathers here, and little Mabel, and"
ooh, yes, it's true
And with the dawn those angel faces smile
Which have loved long since and lost awhile.
While they talked he has been too absorbed to take
note of their surroundings; but now he gazed about
him.
This was, he reflected, to be in pure space There
was nothing visible of earth sky. Nor there any
kind of fanest sound And the light DINNER than
moonlight.
lit doesn't stay like this all the time, does it'" he
said. ats lonesome"
"Death is always lonesome. No, it doesn't stay but
very little while"
at would be lonesome, l meant, without you
don't mind in the least if you here. Besides, I'm
glad have a chance find thingS-frSt. I'll be
glad to my father"
"He wants so to see you'll You poor boy, you had to
grow up without him! He will see you even if" she
hesitated; and he felt little shiver such as creeps on
sitting by the kindly freight when of sudden the
night wind rises and Sobs outside Instantly 1t was
gone; for she smiling and saying mabel is
"Dear little, dainty creature! She never cared for
me; but"
Foolish boy She always cared. When she was
drowned almost her last conscious thought was, If
Roger were here, he wouldn't let me drown!''
Il wouldn't, either, bless herr
"And Della is here, you know
How is Deia?" asked Roger. His downcast air
veaed his consciousness that he ought to have shown
some for Della before. Il hope she's happy
at has always taken considerable to make Della
happy replied his mother, with effect of dryness
"but she happier She hopes you will forgive her; and
she is that you realize that it is well that two
such discordant natures have children bind them