Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1913-04-22
CHAPTER VII.
Melted.

CHAP TER VIII.
Melted.
- ONE days are like the miracle
flowers that open in the garden
from plants you didn't expect
to bloom at all. I might have been
born, lived and died without having
this one come into my life, and now
that I have had it 1 don't know how
! to write it. except in the crimson of
! blood, the blue of flame, the gold of
glory-and a tinge of light green
would well express the part / have
played. But it is all over at last,
and
Ruth Chester was the unfolding of
| the first hour-petal, and l got a
| glimpse of a heart of gold that l
| feel dumb with worship to think
of. She's Gods own good woman and
| He made her in one of His holy
hours. I wish 1 could have borne
her. or she me. and the tenderness of
] her arms was a sacrament We two
women just stood aside with life's
articles and concealments and let our
own hearts do the talking.
She said she had come because she
| lelI that IL size tdlhtd WIN bio
might be better able to understand
| Alfred when he came and that she
| had seen that the judge was very
| determined, and she thoroughly
recognized his force of character We
stopped there while l gave her the
document to read. I suppose it was
dishonorable, but | needed her pro-
lection from it. I'm glad she had the
strength of mind to walk with head
high in the air to Judy's range and
burn it up. Anything might have
| happened if she hadn't. And even
now | feel that only my marriage
vows will close up the case for the
! judge-even yet he may But when
Ruth had got done with Alfred she
had wiped Judge Wade's appreciation
of him completely off my mind and
destroyed in it tender words that
burned us both worse than Judy's
fire burned the letter She did me an
awfully good service.
And so. you see, you lovely woman
you, do you not, that God has made
you for him as a tribute to HIS great
! ness and it is given to you to fulfill
destiny?" She was so beautiful as
she said it that | had to turn my
eyes away, but 1 felt as | did
when those awful "let-not-man-p t.
asunder" MIR. Carter-words
were aiken over me by Mr.. Raines,
the Methodist minister. 1t made me
wild, and before | knew it /
had poured out the whole truth
to her in a perfect cataract of
words. The truth always acts on
women as some hitherto untried drug,
and you can never tell what the reac-
ton is going to be. In this case J
was stricken dumb and found it hard
| to see.
"Oh. dear heart" she exclaimed as
| she reached out and drew me into
! her lovely gracious arms, then tho
privilege is all the more wonderful
| for you. as you make some sacrifice
to complete his life. Having suffered
| this, you will be all the greater
woman to understand him. / accept
my own sorrow at his hands will
| ingly, as it gives me the larger sym
patty for his work. though he will no
longer need my personal encourage
ment as he has for years. In the
! light of his love this lesser feeling for
Doctor Moore will soon pass away
and the accord between you will be
| complete This was more than
could stand and feeling less, than a
worm, / turned my face into her
breast and walled. Now who would
have thought that girl could dance
as she did?
| BY this time l was in such solu-
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had to be sopped up with sponge
| If Pet hadn't run in bubbling over
like lovely. white, linen-clad glass
of Rhine wine and settler. Happiness
has a habit of not even acknowledg-
| ing the presence of grief and Pet
didn't seem to see our red noses,
crushed lraperies and generally
| damp atmosphere.
molly" she said with a deliciously
young giggle, tom says for you to
/ send him ten dollars to spend getting
] the brass band half drunk before the
| six o'clock train, on which your Mr.
Bennett comes. He has spent five
dollars paying for the negroes to poll
ish up their instruments and clean up
the uniforms and it cost him twenty
five to bail the cornetist out OF
Jail for roost robbing. and it takes a
whole gallon of whisky to get any
spirit into the drummer. He says
tell you that as this is your shlndie
you ought at least to pay the piper
Hurry up, he's waiting for me, and
! here's the kiss he told me 10 put on
| your left earl"
II suppose you delivered that kiss
| straight from where he gave it &c
/ you, Petite, dear" had the spirit
to say as l went over to the desk
for my pocketbook.