Sequachee Valley news. (Sequachee [Sequatchie], Tenn.) 1896-1952, 1914-03-12
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ed himself when a small boy brought
him note. 1t read thus:
dearest James:
"Will you call to see me at my faith
er's homer Only a few short hours
and shall be with the one / love.
Life without her is nothing to me. i
gladly make the change, but greatly
desire to see you and speak to you be-
| fore"
"HAROLD."
James arose from his chair. His feet
tottered beneath his body. I'll
have killed them both, he exclaim-
ed. sob. how wicked Great Faith
er in heaven how can | make
amends" He couldn't decide what to
do. He rushed to his sisters door.
All inside was quiet except now and
then low word spoken by his moth
er or father. He turned away and
hurried out into the street. His
thoughts were wandering, he knew not
his own actions. For a moment be
stood still before his home gate, then
raised the latch and walked inside.
The gate had not closed behind him
when he heard car stop, and looking
around he beheld Harold's servant
alighting.
81 have come for you. Mr.. James, .
he said. sour Harold wants to speak
to you. Hurry There is not much
time" James climbed into the car
and took seat beside the servant. In
short while they were opening the
gate and gliding up the walk that led
to Harold's home. Another instant
and James beheld white pillow on
which lay face almost as white, On
one side of the bed sat doubtful ply
stefan and thoughtful father. On
the other stood weeping mother,
bending over her only son. james
made his way to the bedside. half
pushed the mother away, and grasped
the hand that lay motionless on the
cover.
Harold" he cried. "Harold, speak
to James. What can do?'
Harold's eyes half opened They
were fastened on James for second,
and then they slowly went back to-
gether James rushed to the car,
bounded into the seat and started for
home at fall speed He quickly made
his way to his sisters room, where he
found her sitting in tears, pouring out
her heart to hei mother.
"Mother, Mother Louvenia, you
must come he cried. "If he could
see you he would live"
"What is it' Take me to him. Oh.
Jamesl" these last words we're utter
ed as James helped his sister to a seat
in the motor. Again, James was at
the wheel Again he was flying over
familiar roads, bearing his sister to
her lover. He did not stop to ring
the bell at the door, but swiftly con-
veyed his frightened sister to Har-
old's side. With scream of despair
she fell upon his breast and to the
great surprise of all, he raised both
bis arms and clasped her closely to
him. The physician smiled and, with
bow to the father said. "All is well.
No more is needed" Then he took
his leave. The father took the moth
er's hand and they left the room.
James little later withdrew, leaving
the lovers alone together.
A month later. James sat in his easy
chair and watched Harold and his
happy wife, Louvenia, stroling among
the flowers, as they had in days of
yore.
"Tried and True" he muttered to
himself 1T gave trouble, but it
brought happiness. let it go almost
too far, but now all is well. How
freely they both forgave me. Poor
Harold No one could possess more
passionate love. No one could be
more true " The faces, which had
not long since been laden with care,
were now turned toward him. Writ
ten on each was happiness and con-
tentment. The trials had only added
to their bliss.