The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-10-04
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Tire pOi.I. .--- -cti, the crowd ana cIubbed ther without mercy. The people fed in confusioni in every di -ectfon. and in five minutes the square was cleared.
 Stuart hsd hurried Nan to her car and rushed back to the scene of tho tragedy. He readily passed the lines of the police. who recognized him as tho district attorney.
 Fhe doctor reached the spot and Harriet was holding the dying boys head iTs her lap
 stuart bent over her curiously and slowly asked:
 You were not afraid to rush up here with your father and take that poor niane!cd thing in your arms?''
 .Of course not she replied simply "Papa savs hes dyfng-nothing can he done for him They've sett for an ambulance.
 The doctor pressed Stuart's arm and spoke in low tones:
 --Fvc made some big mistakes in my life. boy I'm just beginning to see them. I've read a new message in =tlre---ffiftte1- ef this poor fellows puze--I-rf not be slow to heed it-'
 When the doctor req ched home the face of the dying boy haunted him. He be gan to fear his struggle with Rivens in bis long drawn and fiercely 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-thfs little counter jumper whp haut- destroyed. his business. It was the irony of such fate that sank Its poisoned dagger into his heart. He. faced the fact at last without f1inching-
 He rose and paced the floor of his library for a half hour with measured tread He stopped suddenly and clinched his big fists instinctively.
 'T do hate him-with undying everlasting hatred. and I pray God to give me greater strength to hate him more.'
 He rose with sudden determina ton. He would not surrender He would fight it out with this little swarthy scoundrel, win or lose His house was mortgage the last dollar of his sav- ings he had spent in helping others. and the money set aside to finish Harriets 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. sThe court Of appeals would certainly render ifs decision before her next terms work would begin. She could rest during thc 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 interest on the mortgage and give him little to eat It would be enough. Food for thr soul was more import ant He resolved to ask Stuart to collect his rents
 He looked up and Harriet stood at lis side
 What have you been crying about?" he asked an5iousiy
 >--fDh- nothing Inuch'' was the tow answer T 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.
 Relieve in it: Do I believe in Gcd:-
 -'COHld I 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.
 I've a confession to make, papa, dear I'm in love, desperately and hopeIessly-''
 A sob caught her voice, and the fathers arms drew her to his heart and held her
 But why hope1essly, my babyY' he asked Your hair is beaten gold, your eyes are deep and true, your slender little form has all the symmetry and beauty of q sylpks. You are. young, radiant, glorious, and your voice the angels would envy
 But the man I love doesn't realize nII that yet, papa, dear. He is bound by the memories of the past to a wom- an be once loved, a woman who is evil at heart, and though she betrayed him for the lust of money is deterrnin- ed to hold him still her slave. But she shall not. I'll fight for him, And YOu'll help me, papa, won't you?" l
 The father drew her close.
 Wont I-just wait and seel But you haven't told me his name? Eve been very blind, ! fear.'
 You've never guessedY'
 She lifted her face to his in surprise
 No"
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 Our Jim Stuart?"
 She nodded Her voice wouldn't work .-Oh, I see, I see.' the father mused- 'sThe first love of childs heart grown ,Al4azlK into the great passion of life"