The daily telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1901-1926, 1913-07-19

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was child The noise ana the strange
,eopIe on the way nearly drove me
.:razy. But be wanted I should come
end ten you. don't believe he'd have
asked st of me IL he'd been real clear.
feEe always took thought FOR me and
fied to makeit as easy for me 50 bear
rs possible, but when it come to dying
& reckon everything else seemed little
alongside OF letting you know 50 he
asked me, and I've come. ia have
come sooner but couldn,t-I just
couidnE But along about a month
ago i sec piece In paper abont You
1t said you hadn't wrote any slnce your
husband died. Everybody waspush hing
you fqr tories and poemss butyoq Just
couldn't get started to work again
There was picture of you too You
! looked kind of sad and sweet. as II
you didn't see much in life, and all at
once my heart softened to you-al Mt
oncel / fell down on my knees along
side the little girls crib, and cried
OH my God, how criedi And prayed
too. And somehow It got easy for me
to start. So I'm here"
Mrs. Grandon was pale and trembling
with emotion. II nm distressed ut your
pain. cannot Imagine what you have
to tell me, but If he wished 1t 50
much
ssYes, he wished 1t. didn't think
you'd know or that you ever cared for
him, hut he-he just worshiped you
like he did tho little girl"
But that WIS great many years
ago. r.
1T lasted rs long as there was life In
him. That was what he wanted
should tell you. H8 said he couldn't
lie in his grave without your moving
it. He-right at the last-he asked me
to swear I'd tell you-tell You that
there hada't been 2 daY,in fifteen years
that he hadn't thought OF you and seen
you just as plain as you used to
look and dress He spoke particular
about whitehall Eou used to wear. 1t
had q wide brifn, rolled bnck and fHeed
with white silk. There was wreath
OF green holly leaves and red berries
around the crown"
"Oh, this is terrible! pray you say
no more"
sTve come all the way from Dead
wood to say more. At FIRST, of course,
hated you awful. could have put
my hands around your pretty slim neck
and crushed the life out of you
didn't ind it out till after the little girl
was born. He just would name her
Carella. 1t was such a queer name
wanted to know where he got 1t, but
he wouldn't tell. Well, one day an old
friend of his family come to see the
baby when she was six months old
she was lookIng over the album when
she come to your picture with your
hair down In one braid and your face
all dimples and mischief, and she cries
out: Why, good land, here's Carella!
Do You let Valentine keep her picture
now? That's the way. She couldn't
make bread, and yet every young man
In town would have give all his eyes
for. her. / never see her beat She
could huve married aII of 'em at once
she couldn't make bread. Her names
Grandon now, and they do say she's
handy with her pen-writes pieces Tor
the ma gazines. That's the way. A
woman can be a good housekeeper and
wife and mother and work like slave
adding her duty, and along comes an
empty fool head of n woman and gets
nil the men. CarelIa, she couldn't
make bread"
Gwen, my heart just opened and
shut. / saw everything then. When
she was gone went at Valentine like
a Wild panther guess. He didn't
DENY a thing. He said he'd MS soon
deny Christ as to deny he loved you.
He said he always had loved you and
he always would love you, but that
Won didn't care for him, so he didn't
think it was wrong to marry woman
he liked and be good and faithIuI
and affectionate husband to her.
suppose'-shc laughed drearily-"thcre
Is a difference between love and affec-
tong
Mrs. Grandon said gently: II think
there is. But, i impIore you, tell me
no more" s1tlif la9ft
"There ain't much more to tell
YOUTH see more III It, maybe, after m
gone and you set down alone aud
think it over. Get it clear that wor'
slipped Valentines from the minute ]
-nrst saw him aRdynever had thought
of any other man. We'll. 1T nearly
killed me. I used TO set and look At
YOUR picture til. my eyes would nj
most Jump out Of my head-and hated
your' She arose and walked up ana
down the room. But after year OF
two / conquered it. He was so good
and gentle to me! l reasoned It out
that love isn't love unless It's Wiling
to 60 along without cternaIly thinking
OF itself. made up my mind to go
on allowing Valentine just as unselhsh
and silent as he'd been loving You
and did. After the little girl died
liz seemed to get closer to me and
fondcr of me. Ne couldn't bear me
out of his sight and l used to lay
awake nights and listen to him silak-
inp the crib and saying. There. there,
IittFe girl and got the notion that
ali Thought Of you had gone out Of his