The Washington times., 1912-06-05
THE TIMES DAILY SERIAL STORY
House Of the PurpleWindows
= By =
MARY KATHARINE MAULE
: Frank A Mnnaav Cnl
MARY KATHARINE MAULE
The girl looked at him in astonis
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Copyright. The Frank A. Munsey Coz

. The girl looked at him in astonish-
Remember you? why L
Il thought you did not" Then with
a sudden change Of tone, Have you
turned from England, this spring."
Yes" replied the girl, wonderingly,
II remember him, but"
Miss Chisleigh," said Barber, in
me from suicide that day. I had made
up my mind to end 1t all when I met
you. But something In your voice, In
your face, in the kind words you said
my life" He paused and, thrusting
his hand into his breast pocket, drew
out a wallet. From It he took an en-
velcpe and opened 1t with unsteady
hands.
Il do not suppose that you remem-
Der this?" he went on, holding up be
fore her a closely folded one-dollar bill.
No with rather sad smile, as the
would not. The gift Of it was nothing
to you, merely one of the crumbs OF
kindness with which you have strewn
your pathway through life, but 1t meant
everything to me. 1t has been my tails
man.
''I do not suppose YOU remember
either. what you said when ySu hand
ed 1t to me? You told me that things
nexer dsS as Sas as sh1
new world-and asked me to try
again. I did try again. That day was
! indeed a new beginning for me: From
You said You hoped that that dollar
would bring me better days.and 1t
has. 1t helped to make a different
man OF me; I thought: PERHAPS that
The girl looked at the clean-cut, sun
Drowned face, the clear. eager eyes,
the straight, upright figure. with amaze
ment.
But I-vou-I do not understand"
she exclaimed. '"That man was white.
| sick. haggard-"
A A poor % m human mar wreck he ami fpiShed mea
mess of his life, spoiled his prospects,
| had no hope-no future-nothing to
| live for He had resolved to rid the
world Of ia worse ors ,a than useless encum-
But YOU spoke to him. you smiled
I at him. you bade him hope and be OF
| better cheer And-you handed him a
help heIre' Al. M Miss @ GhIsleigh. it did help
than spend it. It has been his inspir-
| alton to better lfe-hls talisman.
He felt that, after all, perhaps there
| was some hope in the world, some life +,
some future for him, and so that very
dav he turned over new leaf and
| became a better man. 1t was hard
fight sometimes, but he won out. and
Al Barbar is a better man than was
, ever the poor chap that died back there
| that day."
The girl looked up at him with tear
filled eyes and impulsively put out her
II am so glad-so happy-that I could
| help"
hand in his and held 1t firmly while he
answered.
II knew you would be; that is why
have told you now. I want you to let
here: let me be your watch-dog-your
| protector. am not far away, my
! horse is fleet. ! can come often with
out neglecting or interfering with my
| after breakfast, can watch over you Al
, night, and see that no harm comes tc
will you not allow me that pleasure
| Will you call on me as freely as you
would a brother? ! want to run this
mystery to earth. want to find that
little child. VIII you let me help you
| Miss Chisleigh?''
! manly, and An/lbel shook the brown
! hand cordially before withdrawing hel
| own.
we will be glad of your help, Mr.
| Barber" she said, with her frank
friendly smile Then as the smile faded
and the shadow fell once more over the
bright face, There is no telling what
is before us now-after last night
Mother and I will be glad of a friend--e
| protector | shall never have a happy
hour until ! know what has become Of
that little child"
Il know, l sympathize with you
feelings, Miss Chisleigh," he said. warm
| ly, and l assure you ! will do every
| thing in my power to bring that happy
hour" He paused and stood silent fo
| moment, looking down.
There is just one more thing 7 wan
to tell YOU" he said, land that II
that" He stopped abruptly as Mrs
Chisleigh came slowly down the path.
A Continuation of This Story VIII