The Watertown weekly leader. [volume] (Watertown, Jefferson County, Wis.) 1912-1917, 1914-11-03
BY
Halle Errninie
Rives
Mrs. Post Wheeler
Copyright, 1919, BY Bobbs-Merrill Co.
Illustrated By Laurs. Stout

"Reck'n Mars Monty cyan see ole
Terry now," he quavered, "but yo'-all
glib him nah love, Mis- Judith, and tell
him" His voice broke.
Eyes, yes, Jerry, will"
The doctor closed the door upon her
and came to where Shirley waited
Come, my DEAR" he said, and dropped
his arm about her. Let us go out to
The garden
AS they passed Valiant, she held out
ner hand to him. There was no word
between them, but as his hand swal-
owed hers, his heart said to her, "I
ove you, love you! No matter what
Is between us. I shall always love
You!"
It was wordless, heart-whisper that
only love itself could hear, and he
could read no answer in the deep
pools of her eyes, heavy now with I'M
shed tears. But in some subtle way
his voiceless greeting comforted and
lightened by a little the weight of
dumb impotence that he had borne.
In the library, lighted SO brightly by
The sunlight, yet grave with the hush
Of that solemn presence, the major
looked into the face of the woman for
whose coming he had waited SO anx-
iously.
TITS all-up, Judith" he said family.
I've come to the jumping-off place."
She looked at him Whitley. Monty,
Monty!" she cried. Don't leave me
ic olx
He guessed what she would have
said. Heaven knows you're needed
more than me, Judith After all, |
reckon when my time had to come I'd
have chosen the quick way" His
voice trailed out and he struggled for
breath
"Jerry's in the hall, Monty. He asked
me to give you his love-"
Poor old niger! He-used to tote
me on his back when / was little
shaver" There was a silence Don't
kneel, Judith" he said at length. you
will be SO tired"
She rose obediently and drew up a
chair. Monty" she faltered tremu-
lousy. shall l say prayer? I've new
er prayed much-my prayers never
seemed to get above the ceiling, some
how. But I'll-try."
He smiled wanly. "I wouldn't want
any better than yours, Judith. But
seems as If I'd been prayed over
enough. l reckon God Almighty's like
anybody else, and doesn't want to be
ding-donged all the time"
He seemed to have been gathering
his resolution, and presently his hand
fumbled over his breast my wallet;
give it to me-" She drew it from the
pocket and the uncertain fingers took
out key. ut opens a tin box In my
trunk. Theresa letter in it for you"
He paused a moment, painting: "Ju-
dith," he said, I've got to tell you, but
It's mighty hard. The letter !.
It's one Valiant gave me for you-that
morning, after the duel. never gave
1t to you.'
1t she had been white before, she
grew like marble now. Her slim fin
gers clutched the little cane till 1t rat
tied against the chair, and the lace at
her throat shook with her breathing.
"YeS-MOnty.
He lifted his hand with difficulty and
put the key into hers. THE seals still
unbroken. Judith" he said, "but I've
kept 1t these thirty years."
She was holding the key In her,
hands, looking down upon 1t. There
was strained half-fearful vonder In
her face. For an instant she seemed
quite to have forgotten him In the
grip of some swift and painful emo
ton.
Il loved you, Judith" he stam-
mered in anguished appeal. From
the time we were boy and girl togeth-
er, loved you. You never cared for
me@Sassoon and Valiant had the In
side track. You might have loved me:
but had no chance with either Of