The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1912-01-04

his. bur could not. She knew that Il
that moment or silence they were say
Ing what must not be said She tried
to speak. to break the spell
"I was singing for him-he asket
me-" she said unsteadily.
II heard you sing that song for hin
once before. the night when r. de
could not go on.
'All that is forgotten. Mr.. McAdoo.'
He shook his head slowly. 1T can
never be forgotten. Mrs. Gilbert. Ev.
cry night | dream of it, he answered
| sadly.
1T tore my heart that night. your
singing" The words fell slowly. IL
knew that these kind people had some.
thing | had not They had learned
the lesson. But |. In my ignorance.
could not see how one could learn to
kiss ones cross"
''Ah" she answered gently. T
knew that something was hurting you
that night. Otherwise
"Otherwise | should not have been
so unspeakably brutal to your be in
terrupted forcefully. "YOu are gen.
erous to find an excuse for me. But
that is not true. A man such as |
was is apt TO do such things. Mrs Gill
bert"
"A man such as you are is apt to
be too harsh with himself. Mr.. Nc
Adoo. And"-she could not help the
hint of pride In her voice-"I have
heard fine things of you You have
learned to kiss the cross. think"
Again he shook his head IL fear
not | have not grown so far yet.
And"-his voice was losing its stead
you here. IL realize
how heavy my cross has become"
He had need OF all his strength to
repress the words that flooded to his
lips. His body became rigid with the
effort. Yet his eyes. eloquent and |
held hers, crying out that |
she was his-his! Her own. helpless |
10 deny him. answered And she knew
that II was true. that from the very
beginning of things the force which
had so strangely brought them togeth-
,r had intended them to be of one
Iiece. He might cruelty hurt her-he
lad cruelty hurt her-yet she could
lot free herself from the bond that
leld them, could never desire release
Tor SO do strong men and women
owe.
Yet between them stood the barrier
no hn Fnor ri
he summoned her defenses against
he love that was overcoming.
"Mr. McAdoo. have you heard from
limp
He passed his hand in hopeless
esture across his eyes. 81 had for
often that. | have heard nothing.
ave no hope of finding him. I'm
frald something has happened"-
mo. no! You mustn't say that We
1ustn't lose hope of finding him and
aving him from himself Surely.
urely nothing can have happened"
He shook his head hopelessly, an
wering nothing. To both of them
] that moment the bitter cup seemed
vertlowing. Their eyes at last turned
way. each fearing to look upon the
theirs suffering.
shall we go up to him" she said.
he wants TO see you before he dies.
lie is waiting for you"
Eyes. Ill had forgotten why l am
ere."
Together. in silence. they mounted
he stairs to the chamber of death.
That night William Murchell died.
And Robert McAdoo reigned in his
cad
Alone in the big old library with its
of memories Bob watched
lie night through. bracing his soul for
lie struggle that was coming Until
lie morning. as did Jacob. Bob wres-
ed with his soul. hearing always the
st words of the man who had died:
Your people. You must be true"
And his souls answer. Il must be
ue-in all-or in nothing! !
To be Continued ]