The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-01-15


 @ HE angers- tear stained face
 -~nashed into dazzling beauty. :Oh.~ Ereckles. forgive mer"
 she, cried. ..'1've been through so much that I'm scarreIy myself or | wouldn't, be here bothering yon when you should be sleeping. or course yOu cOuIdn;t. You're too good a knight to remember thing ike that Of course you are. And when you don't remefn- ber. why. then It's the same as if 1t never happened. Oh. Freckles. I'm so glad: I'm so happy. It's dear of you to not remember. Freckles: perfectly dear. It's no wonder love you so. The wonder would be if did not. should like to know how I'm ever go- ing to make you understand how much I love your ---
 Pillow and ali. she caught him to her breast, and then she was gone.
 Freckles lay dazed with asfonlsh- ment At last h1s Dafcing eyes rolled about the room. searching for some thing approaching tthe human to (Which he could appeal. and. raIiing on his mothers portrait. he set 1t up be- fore him
 -For the love of ifeI Me little mother he panted. 'dId you hear that? IJTd yon near it. I,eII me. am living or am-I dead and all heaven come S=e this, minute: Did you near itg You are only a pictured face. and of course yoH can't talk. but the s0uI of you must be sOmeyhere. and sure Iy in this hour youI are near enough to be hearing. Tell me. did you hear thatg l can't ever be telling a ItvIng unrvH. E,r1f rf4rer ffPTfo rr1s,t F1sar- gave your life for mIne. 1 can always be talking, ot il to you. Every day we'll talk 1t over ana try to under stand the miracle ot 1t. Tell me. are all women ike athat? Were you ike me Swamp Angel. if you were then I'm understanding why me father foI- lowed across me ocean and went into the dre after you.
 Freckles' voice railed of, his eyes dropped shut. and his head rolled hack from sheer exhaustion Later ID the day he, 4nsisted on seeing Lord ana Lady =O-More. but He tainted before the look of his own face on that of another man.
 The next morning the man of af- fairs. with a heaf1 filled with. misgiv- tngs, undertook the interview on which F'reckles insisted. His fears were without cause. FreckIes was the soul of honor and simplicity
 ''Have-they been telling you what's come to mey' he asked without even waiting for a greeting.
 ''YeSs" said r4e angels father.
 ''Do you. think you have the very worst of if clear to your understand ingZ"
 Under FreckIes' earnest eyes the man of affairs answered sOberIy, "I think | have. Mir. O'More."
 That was the first time Freckles heard his name from the lips of an other man. One second he lay over como. the next great tears filled his eyes. and he reached out his hand Then 60 angeI's father understood. and Ile-cIasPs-d that hand and held 1t tn a strong. tirm grasp.
 Terence. my boy.' he said. "Iet me do the talking. l came in here with , the understanding that you wanted to ask me for my only child. should like. at the propef time. fo regard her marriage. if she has found the man she desires to marry. not as losing all I have. but as gaining a man I can depend on to love as a son and to take charge of my affairs for her when l retire from business. Bend all of your energies toward rapid recovery, and from this hclr undnrzfand that my