The daily telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1901-1926, 1914-04-30

no ot cut1rsc NOT ! cent fnin<
how i can be 50 forgetfrii It's worse
sometimes chan Others. It's worse TO-
day becausa Z lznegE tina nageos7eEss
were blooming. and that reminded me.
Il was time FOR your father to come
home You must forgive me, dear
and VIII YOU excuse me II sit In the
Kitchen awhiiea The window BY the
side door IoolEs out inward the road
and IL I put g candle on the siii IT.
slllnes quite distance The lane IS
such long one, and Your father was
always sad stumbler In the dark. I
shouldn't ike him to tllinlS wasn't,
looking for him when he's been gone
since Jannary"
Ivory's pipe went cut. and bis book
slfnpaEt fnour his knHe uuudf1rHd.
Els mother was more confused than
usual. but site always WIS when
sDrine came to remind her OF her hus,
band.s promise. Somehow. welp used
as. he was 10 her mental wandeFtnGs
they made him. uneasy tonight Els
father had left home on,a fancied u1ts-
sion. duty ne beloved To be a reveIa-
ton given. by God through jacob Coeh.
rane. The. farm did not miss him
much at 6rst. Ivory reflected bitter
~. for since his, fanatcaI espousaI OF
Goehranism his fathers INTEREST in
such ulundane matters as, houseq0ld
expenses hud diminished month by
month until they had no meaning Tor
him at ALL Letters to wife and boy
had come ut FIRST, but after six months.
during which he had written from
many places. continually deferrng the
date OF his return. they had cease6 al
together. Tae rest was silence. Ru-
niors Of HIS presence here or there
came from time to tine5 but. though
PEARSON Lane and Or. Perry did tbeir
Besr, none Of them were ever subsEan-
tiated.
where had those years OF wandering
been pissed. and had they all been
given even to an Imaginary sud fan.
tastic service &C God? Was his father
deads If he were alive, wliSit could
keep him from writing? Notiting but
a very strong reason or a very wrong
one. so his son thought at riTnes
Since Ivory had grown TO mans eS-
tate he understood that in the later
DAYS OF Cochrane's preaching bis wi
sions "lnspIratIons'' and "reveta-
lions concerning the marriage bond
were. a tribe startling from the old
fashioned. orthodox point OF view His
most advanced disciples were to hold
themselves IN readiness To renouBce
sheir former vows and seek "sprftnat
eonsorts," sometimes according to his
advice. sometimes as their incifnations
prompted.
Fad Aaron Boynton forsaken will
fngIy the wife OF his youth, the moth
er OF his boy? II so he must have re
allied to what straits he was subject
ing them. Ivory had not forgotten
those drst few years of grinding pov-
erty. anxiety and suspense. his moth
er's mind had stood the strain braveiy.
but it gave way at last: not. however.
until that fataI winter journey to New
Hampshire, when cold, exposurWIand
fatigue did their w0rst Tor her weak
BODY. Religions enthusiast, exalted and
impressfonable, a natural mystic she
had probably always been. far more so
in temperament, indeed. than her bus
band; but, although she left home on
that journey a frail and heartsick wo-
nan, she returned different creature
altogether. blurred and confused In
mind. with cIouded memory and ira
tional fancies.
she must have given UP hope just
then, Ivory thought. and her love was
so deep that when It was uprooted the
sofI came with 1t. Now hope had re-
turned because the cruel memory had
faded altogether She sat by the kltch-
en- window In gentle expectation,
watching. always watching.
And this is the way many Of Ivory
Boyntens evenings were spent. while
the heart Of him, the hye-and-twenty-
year-old heart OF him. was longing 90
feel the beat OF another heart. a girls
heart only mile or more away. The
ice in Saco water had broken up and
the white blocks sailed majestieal1y
down toward the sea. Sap was mount
ing and the elm trees were budding:
the trailing arbutus was blossoming In
the woods: the robins had come-ev-
erything was announcing the spring,
yet Ivory saw no changing seasons in
his future; nothing but winter. eternal
winter there!