Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1914-07-05

BLACK EYES ACCOSTED HER
Be careful about directions If he isn't
better at daybreak send for a DOCTOR"
"A new man." he muttered. And
Judith went back to her room and sat
by her dead fire. listening and shivering.
What an awful thing to be sick in
lodging house. And how much more aw-
full to be dependent on strangers for care.
Later. when the night watch had gone,
she went to bed, but lay awake till con-
WINGED that he would return and the boy
have care Then she slept. When she
room was quiet The boy was evidently
better.
Three evenings afterward a pale young
man with roguish black eyes accosted
her as she unlocked the door.
Does this belong to you?" he asked,
holding up vial. Then when she had
replied:
DO you know mischievously. that
catastrophe? For / had, 1 confess it,
serious thoughts of going cunning. You
see, l was desperate for sleep. ! had
been without it for two nights. Besides
1 had an idea that that horrible cough
would let go if 1 could really once more
get rested My, that little sitting room
looks cozy!" He was laughing genially
and peering into the room. where fire
had been started and the light turned on.
viii you come i'm" she said The
hall always seems drafty.'' And almost
without knowing it. she had entered into
his mood and was laughing with him.
IT you knew she told him when he
was comfortably disposed in her biggest
rocker. how l worried about you. you
would surely be ashamed of that gun
ming idea I fancied you a boy. suppos-
ing, of course, that a man would know
better than to let cough like that run
on l pictured You lonely and friendless
and sick. and
"A coincidence"' he cried THE awful
woes of typewriter girls had more than
once claimed my attention. l pictured
you as cold and pale. and. maybe. starry
ing, and sympathy suggested the cunning
as merciful end"
They laughed gayly together and all
through the hour he stayed laughter
You're the dearest. bravest girl I ever
saw. except one" he told her admiringly
when he rose to leave. That one Is
Esther Weston. my sweetheart. We're to
be married in June
Then he seated himself again and. boy
like talked Of Esther, her beauty, her
accomplishments, her goodness. "And
Just think" he cried proudly. "she comes
In particular. That is. just yet. I'm 60
Ing to be. though. to reward her for the
sacrifice she makes in marrying me.
Judith said nothing Privately her
thoughts were not complimentary to-
Esther. She could not imagine a girl
no matter what her position. considering
that she sacrificed anything in marry
ing Murray Crane. He was so nice: in
fact, quite the incest and handsomest
man she had ever met. Esther Weston
was surely fortunes prime favorite.
The day following proved to be a
busy one. and till Murray Crane pre-
scented himself at her door in the even
ing she had forgotten him. viii you
let me come in?'' he asked. Somebody
just must hear my news
''Esther- she began and stopped
not knowing how to finish her thought.
He nodded, comprehending. Il went out
there, but they were having company.
She couldn't see me-
Then she listened while he explained
and clapped her hands in real joy when
he had finished. The city engineer had
he recommended Murray Crane for his
first assistant. She told him 60
And that Is not ALL" he laughed,
pleased. The best is yet to come. To-
day l purchased our home. Only think,
Judith-May call you Judith our home,
our very own home. Oh. 1t IL SO tiny!
But Judith. the finest site, The lake il
Just in front. and close by is the park
Tho mountains are in full view
Lovely Judith's enthusiasm was
equal to his own. Then, in consterna-
ton. But il she is leaving fine, big
home
There was an embarrassing silence I'M
til Murray said: -She loves me-"
That was the whole matter in nut
shell, Judith concluded. and ardently
wished that Murray would go. She felt
stupidity exhausted and was conscious
that she unreasonably disliked Esther
She was sorry she had ever heard of
esst or tAas she had met Murray. She