Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1913-09-20

Rosalie strained and struggled %
though a tumult were going on within
Then caIne mans voice, higher end
softer than that OF Doctor Carver.
II am John, Margaret. can not
stay long. am not strong--they tell
us over here--that we must forgive
even as We are forgiven. Butt will
come again"
"Oh, john am trying to forgive
oh, do you understand--wa1t--s
gasped Miss Estriils.
But John spoke no more.
HE may grow stronger after Q
time said the voice Of Doctor Carver.
III this poor Garth vessel through
which we speak does not break" 30
he finished the pertinent part OF tina
session.
The seancss were coming every day
now. Miss Entrdna wished It: and Ro-
sale granted her request with an ap-
pearance Of indulgent reluctance The
next day, John intruded again. This
time, It appeared, he had grown strong
enough to speak conaecu4ively.
Il have not fun power yet But
|it ID coming. I grow stronger. But
the shock In my ,breAst--I fssl It,"
That ves something Of = venture. Ro-
'salle waited to go whist reply Il would
draw.
The reply came. qu3ck and pusfmg;
did that come nsue thent Oh,
surely you dfdnt feel the4f'' askod
Miss Estr1lla - though In fsvsr Of
anxiety.
Rosalfe. thtnking ltee lishtnins. fsit
he1Self tor the moment at her, WITS
ends. Upon the answer TO that, cryptic
question everything might AspanA Il
were best, abe .coa1ciadsd 70; hnmnr
Miss EstrfYiA: 70 give bar What Ne
wanted, bat 10 make ~ Wuedtn4
vogue. She lot her body hs1~A -
though John were 1stsin6nG hs 0nn-
troll with diMoultk
NO." said TIE vo9casa ho4 VA nod
nrst- Il had come already But.
somswhov-1 knew"
"oh. thank 0od,~ cts6 s1nus -.
|trtlla.
John Departed on xltA Doctor Csr
vsr and LAugh1nrNrss svroad, Clouds
|of mist, intellectual but rugN Thav
went; Rosalts entered that appA5snt
sleep with which she concluded her
''trances." Al she ley there With
nothing to 40 but th4nlk. xh1s new pr.
|plextty revosved itssh n hsr mind.
Whist meant that sudden, Qu0gtDo0-
ibid that come ffrstr' The tEs11 w.
leading into wild1fnooDeo oeWh5ch sha
had never dreamed.
Rosahe held thrss,ns0r0Deanoesw kh
Miss Estrillh before she roadhed the
final vital one to which al ,her dtp3o-
nacies had been leading. Let M
omit the lumber and pack1nG - yswns,
mumblings, long passages OF sleep,
solemn orations Of Doctor Carver.
babblings Of laughing z3yeA revssa,
tions concerning tho family ME- %
Miguel and Victoria. Let ns but 70
port those little dialogues bstweeu
John in the spirit. and MAs, Mgtl1lla
(or Margarita Percy in tho flesh, to
which this hocuspocus was only, N
approach.
John 10 speskfng through the lfpsg Of
RosafSe Le Grange, and Miss -
trilla 10 answering gS4
Il am stronger now. The 6s1h IN.
fluence n not yet Como from M. There
was much on my soul ! and II hard
to forgive. And knowsI must--lfttls
lady," Rosalie had learned from Con.
stance that little lady" wAs Captain
Hanska's pct name for woman IL ten.
der relations, and she let It out ga
venture.
"Oh, John! But consider how much
II have to forgive. All, dtd you sver
love met You never answered my
letters"
II loved you perhaps too much.
h>ro 1y> <Snsa MA
ried away--and was marg1edsp
eyes. Every one knows thak now.
You deceived me. It = harder 1W ne
~Yee-but loved you too much
to risk telling you
''Was that why you kept tho 4ewala,
them" A hard attack came inho A0sg
Es4rilla's tone. It was moro than q
sale thought rapidly. That diamond
buckle on the stair case the jews11'
here was startling new oorrelaklon
|of facts. She must venture no furtt1sr:
she must have time to imagine and 70
plan.
II can not tell you now nd ~
voice OF John. II amgrowinE wsAk
II sinned"
ON, hoS gone away! broke m.t00
voice of LAughing-Eyes
80 fl
Another seance. John n speaking,
Miss EstrtIla answering.
"Ah really love you. But md
It hard to forgive"
Don't you understand John khat +
wasn't revenge? It was duty
II know. There II much that do,
not understand but do understand
that. In the flesh was always IT.
tracted by the glitter Of Jewels ~ -
This was lead into territory only
partially explored. And the road
opened.
II think there were two parts Of You,
John. But, oh, the better part lovsd
me, did II not?"
Eyes, loved you truly, little lady. :