The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1914-08-07

didn't look at It that way, but there's
the fact. I'm not Paul pry; but accl-
dentally came across this" taking
the document from his pocket and
handing It to her. Read It What's
the answer?"
Morals hands. trembled.
Takes you long time to read It.
Is 1t true?.
EYES,"
And went up to the tennis court
with the intention Of knocking his
head on; and now I'm wondering why
he didn't knock OF mine. Nora, he's
a man; and when you get through with
this, I'm going down to the hotel and
apologize"
@You win do nothing of the sort;
not with that eye"
"All right. was always worried
for fear you'd hook up with some duke
you'd have to support. Now, / want
to know how this chap happens to
be my son-in-law Make it brief. for
don't want to get tangled up more
than is necessary"
Nora cracked the certificate in her
fingers and stared unseeingly at 1t
for some time. Il met him first In
Rangoon," she began slowly, without
raising her eyes,
When you went around the world
on your own ?"
yes. oh, don't worry. was al
ways able to take care OF myself"
An Irish idea" answered Harrigan
complacently.
Il loved him, father, with all my
heart and soul. He was not only big
and strong and handsome, but he was
kindly and tender and thoughtful.
Why. never knew that he was rich
until after had promised to be his
wife. When | learned that he was the
Edward CourtIandt who was always
getting into the newspapers, laughed.
There were stories about his esca-
pades There were innuendoes re-
garding certain women, but / put
them out of my mind as twaddle. All,
never had ! been SO happy! In Ber-
lin we went about like two children.
It was play. He brought me to the
Opera and took me away; and we had
the most charming little suppers.
never wrote you or mother because
wished to surprise YOU
you have. Go on"
Il had never paid much attention
to Flora Desimone, though knew that
she was jealous of my success. Sew
eral times / caught her looking at Ed
ward In way did not like"
She looked at him, huh p
1T was the last performance Of the
season. We were married that after
noon. We did not want anyone to
know about it. was not to leave
the stage until the end Of the follow
ing season. We were staying at the
same hotel with rooms across the cor
ridor. This was much against his
wishes, but prevailed
Il see.''
Our rooms were opposite, as said.
After the performance that night /
went to mine to complete the inaI
packing. We were to leave at one
for the Tyrol. Father, / saw Flora
Desimone come out Of his room.'
Harrigan shut and opened his hands.
do you understand? saw her.
She was laughing. did not see him.
My wedding night! She came from
his room. MY heart stopped. the
world stopped. everything went black.
All the stories that l had read and
heard came back When he knocked
at my door refused to see him. /
never saw him again until that night
in Paris when he forced his way into
my apartment"
Hang 1t, Nora. this doesn't sound
like hint"
Il saw her.
HE wrote you ?"
Il returned the letters, unopened"
THAT wasn't square. You might
have been wrong"
He wrote Ave letters. After that
he went to India, to Africa and back
to India. where he seemed to ind con-
ISOLATION enough"
Harrigan laid it to his lack OF nor
NAL vision. but to his single optic
there was anything but misery in her
beautiful blue eyes. True, they
sparkled with tears; but that signified
nothing: he hadn't been married these
thirty-odd years without learning that
woman weeps for any of a thousand
and one reasons.
do you care for him still?"
Not a day passed during these
many months that did not vow
hated him"
Anyone else knowf'
''The padre. had to tell some one
or go mad. But didn't hate him. 1
could no more put him ont Of my
life than / could stop breathing. All.
have been 80 miserable aud I'M
happy!" She laid her head upon his
knees and clumsily he stroked it. His
girl!
That's the trouble with us Irish,
Nara Wa hmm wffh0uf loohinc NTH