Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1913-08-01


sharp experience that such respect to
one tn her station was not common.
Al he came back, he stood moment
looking down upon her. She saw his
eye rest with recognition upon the
hat she wore. and her pale cheeks
tp1nsd pink.
Il don't know what you will think
Of my keeping this" she said shyly.
putting her hand to tho hat, but It
seemed really necessary at the time.
and haven't dared spend the money
for new one yet. l thought perhaps
you would forgive me and let me pay
you for 1t some time later"
Don't speak Of It," he broke Il, in
. low voice. Il am 20 glad you could
use It ct Ill. It would have been q
comfort to me II I had known where
it was. had not even missed 1t, be-
cause at this time Of year have very
little use for it. It is my travelling
hat"
He looked 1t her again a. though
the sight Of her was good to him. and
his gaze made her quite forget the
words she had planned to say.
Il am 20 glad have found you!''
he went on. You have not been out
Of my thoughts since left you that
night on the train. have blamed my
self over and over again for having
gone then. should have found some
way to stand by you. I have not had
one easy moment since I saw you
last"
His tone was 20 intense that she
could not interrupt him; she could
only sit and listen in wonder. half
trembling, to the low-spoken torrent
Of feeling that he expressed. She tried
to protest, but the look in his face
stopped her. He went on with an
aside from its purpose.
II came to Chicago that I might
search for you. could not stand the
suspense any longer. l have been look
ing for you in every way could think
of. without openly searching, for that
I dared not do lest might jeopardize
your safety. was almost in despair
when went 70 dine with Mr.. Phillips
last evening. felt I could not go
homo without knowing at least that
you were safe. and now that I have
found you. cannot leave you until
I know at least that you nave no
further need for help
She summoned her courage now, and
spoke in . voice fulFo feeling.
"Oh, you must not feel that way.
You helped me Just when l did not
know what to do, and put me in the
way OF helping myself. I shall never
cease to thank you for your kindness
to an utter stranger. And now am
doing very we'll" She tried to smile.
but the tears came unbidden instead.
You poor chold!" His tone was
full Of something deeper than compass
sion. and his eyes spoke volumes. DO
you suppose think you are doing
we'll when I see you wearing the garb
of q meniel and working for people to
whom you are far superior-people
who by all the rights Of education and
refinement ought to be In the kitchen
serving you?"
1T was the safest thing could do.
and really the only thing could get
to do at once" she tried to explain.
I'm doing 1t better every day"
II have no doubt. You can be IN
artist at serving a. we'll - anything
else. II you try. But now that II all
over. am going to take care Of
you. There Is no use in protesting.
II may not do 1t in one way. will
in another. There Is one question I
must ask first. and hope you will
trust me enough to answer 1t. 10 there
any other-any other man who has the
right to care for you, and is unable or
unwilling to do it?"
She looked up at him, her largo eyes
still shining with tears, and shuddered
slightly.
"Oh. MOI" she said. "Oh. no. thank
God there Is not! My dear uncle has