The leader-enterprise. [volume] (Fitzgerald, Ga.) 1912-1915, 1912-12-20

tragedy. He readily passed the ilnes
Of the police. who recognized him as
the district attorney.
The doctor reached the spot and
Harriet was holding the dying boys
head in her lap.
Stuart bent over her curiously and
slowly asked:
You were not afraid to rush mp here
with your father and take that poor
mangled thing in your arms?"
"Of course not" she replied simply.
"Papa says he's dying-nothing can
be done for him. They've sent for an
ambulance"
The doctor pressed Stuart's arm
and spoke in low tones:
"rve made some big mistakes IN
my life. boy. I'm Just beginning to
SEQ them. I've read new message
In the dutter of this poor fellows
pulse. I'll not be slow to heed IT,"
When the doctor reached home the face
OF the dying boy haunted him. He be
gnn to fear his struggle with Bivens IN
his long drawn and fercely contested
lawsuit was an act of the same es
sential quality Of blind physical vio
lence. He began to see that the real
motive back Of his struggle was hatred
of the man-thls little counter jumper
who had destroyed his business. 1t
was the irony Of such a fate that sank
its poisoned dagger into his heart He
faced the fact at last without finehing
He rose and paced the door Of his
library for a half hour with measured
tread. He stopped suddenly and
clinched his big fists instinctively.
81 do hate him-with undytng
everlasting hatred. and I pray Coo
to give me greater strength to hate
him more"
He rose with sudden determination
He would not surrender. He would
6ght it out with this little swarthy
scoundrel. win or lose. His house was
mortgaged: the last dollar of his saw
ings he had spent in helping others.
and the money set aside to finish
Harriet's course in music had been
lost In the panic. He would fight it
out somehow and win. But the one
thing that must not fail was the per-
| lection of his girls voice. The court
4
Of appeals would certainly render its
decision before her next terms work
would begin. She could rest during
the summer It would do her good.
If he could be firm with his tenants
and collect his room rents promptly
from every one. the income from his
house was still sufficient to pay the
| H.
little to eat. 1t would be enough.
Food for the soul was more import
ant He resolved to ask Stuart to
collect his rents.
He looked up and Harriet stood at
his side.
what have you been crying about;"
he asked anXiously
'Oh. nothing much" was the low
answer Il really don't know-per
haps the thing that makes the birds
out there in the square chirp while
the snow is still on the ground. the
feeling that spring is coming"
You're keeping something from me.
dearest" he whispered slipping his
arm about her waist. Tell me-
"You really believe in my voice, don't
your? she asked slowly.
believe in it? Do believe in
GodT
Gould go abroad right away and
finish my work there"
| She asked the question with such
painful Intensity. the father looked up
with start.
'Why do you wish to go now. child|
he asked.
1--WE a confession to make. papa
dear. Pm in love. desperately anu
hopelessly."
A sob caught her voice. and tb"
fathers arms drew her to his hears
and held her.
but why hopelessly, my h; ay"' be
asked. Your hair is beaten gold, youl
eyes are deep and true, your slender
little form has all the symmetry ana
beauty of a sylph. You are young,
radiant, glorious, and your voice the
angels would envy"
But the man love doesn't realize
all that yet. papa, dear. He is bound
by the memories of the past to WON
an he once loved, a woman who is
evil at heart, and though she betrayed
him for the lust of money is determin-
ed to hold him still her slave. But
she shall not. I'll fight for him And
you'll help me, papa. won't your
The father drew her close.
Wont Just wait and see! But
you haven't told me his name? I've
been very blind. fear"
you've never guessedY'
She lifted her face to his IN surprise.
mo-
Jim"
Our Jim Stuart?
She nodded Her voice wouldn't |
! work.
"Oh, see. I see!" the father unused. |
The first love of child'S heart grown |
slowly into the great passion Of life"
Again the little head nodded
You understand now why wish to |
| get away. to finish my work abroad. |