El Paso herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1901-1931, 1912-11-02
IT, Intervention M Nanna : By Stuart Furniss
A Short Story.

you never wrote a line. Oh, Eric,
and hoped waited-and time went
On-and On-and no letter Gamer
You swear it2'
It do, I dor she cried passionately-
There never was a letter.!
And 1 wrote and wrote, and wrote
who had them, then2" All, I know,
Helen, L knOw-it was your mother.
She always hated me bitterly be
cause 1 wasn't rich"
yes, yesr' cried Helen Il am sure
you are right, Eric! I see 1t all too
lata
'aToo later" he echoed. snatching
Helen's slim form to hi mand strain
ing her fiercely TO his breast But
lis it too late2 Quick Helen quick
tell me you love me, as you always
did! Tell me tell mel Keep on tell
ing meT
Darling" she cried. hiding her
burning face on his breast 4 do love
youi 1 have always loved your
Come. then" he whispered in her
ear. Come! Just one bold move. and
then we shall be together always-al-
ways, understand! VIII you Gomez
The softly whispered yes" had Just
gladdened Pa1grave's ear, when clear
childish treble broke the silence
Mummy darling. Mama says tea is
set an viii you please tum in-an'-
an Use so hUngWyH
At the first tones Of the beIOed voice,
he had been a TenOmOus snake
Snatching up the little girl, she
strained her to her tumultOus breast
and smOthered her with kisses
'Mummy's angel! Mummy's guard
ian angelE she murmured half hys-
teriCally-
PaIgrave. bafred and black with
wrath, turned with his back up on the
Grange and STROBE into Scarborough,
whence he wrote polite note to
Thorpe pleading an urgent wire from
the war office, and took Up the first
train out of the town.
A few days later Thorpe and his
wife were dining alone at the Grange
when a telegram was handed to Hell
en- by Mrs. FOthergill.
She gave one glance at the con-
tents, and with wall Of anguish col
lapsed upon the floor in a dead faint
Mystified. John Thorpe picked the
wire and read. Dying Come at
once, Aviation School, Bridlingham.
Erie"
1T is a great shock. Helen" said
her husband soothingly, your
',Friend29 echoed the girl almost
fiercely- ~Friend? He is the man I
IOvel"
And then. in a dull. level. toneless
voice. she told her husband every
so" he said. with a strange cold
fury in his voice" this is the man
who broke my bread and shared my
salt2
1t was all my fault. He didn't
want to come here, and I made him,
And now I must 60 to him
You shall" John ThOrpe's lips
closed tenseIy on his firm white
teeth. And shall go with you"
still alive2" Thorpe asked the doc
tor. in the hall Of the aviation build
ing
Just matter Of minutes. Fell 200
feet and broke his back said the doc
tor sympathetically-
Then, if you please" said the iron
master we viii see him alone"
The next moment he was in the
room with his back TO the door. Helen
was on her knees by the bedside
Eric, oh, EricI''
Palgrave turned an ashen face to-
wards Helen.
Kiss met he gasped.
She pressed her lips 10 his. and
with a sigh of content Eric Palgrave
passed away.
For a year after this things went
on to outward seeming as smoothly
as ever at the Grange
Then one day John Thorpe was
brought home on the threshold of
death He had been struck on the
head by the pOnderOuS hook of an
enormous crane, and il was ct first
thought that he was beyond earthly
succOr. An intricate operation was
successfully performed, and after that.
as the doctors told Mrs. Thorpe, il be-
came a matter of strenuous, sSillfUl
nursing
Helen secuted the idea of a hospital
nurse. 1t was her place, she said. at
her husbands bedside, and there she
took up her post.
View after week did she do battle