The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1914-04-29
BY
Henry Russell Miller
Copyright 1914.
The BObbs-MerrilI CO.

the habit OF Joseph out at the far
thermost limit OF the lamps relec-
ton, just where IL merged into the
dense blackness OF the storm, he be-
held a shadowy vision that laid all
doubts; a woman pleasing 20 the eye,
no heady wine 10 sweep a man from
his feet nor yet a cold spirit.like ideal
TO be worshiped from ridiculous pos
lures, but maturely companionable,
comfortably faulty and with her
subtle appeal TO the senses. Critical
ly, protestingly, but Individually, he
hungered for her.
He heard a step behind him and
turned His father was at his side,
looking out OF the window Mark re-
membered IL was the south window.
Then he, too, saw Simon's vision, mis-
own blotted out Not as he had seen
IL on the night before he set out 10
explore his uncharted Eldorado, but
with the fulness OF one who has
known--the black sky weirdly alight,
the air heavy with thick sulphurous
smoke. the great sheds housing the
intricate unerring mechanism, the
roar and hiss OF elements In melee,
the sweating halfpaked figures toll
ing before sun-bright furnaces or in
the glow OF incandescent ingots. :.
He saw IL all in its dramatic splendor
and he thrilled again Simon's dream
seemed real then, possible.
He turned away quickly. 1T isn't
possible" he cried You're mad TO
keep thinking OF IT, And If 1t was"
"Ye seen t. too, them
ooh gY.aaf a lnnk al and think
OF but it's hell TO be i'm
It'll come Simon spoke in the
calm OF a great faith.
You don't know what you see. And,
II IL was possible il would be a crime
10 bring that hell into these hills
"Ye can't cry il down. we've seen
IT, Ye1l never forget 1t. It's Ike
what Mr. Henley said-it gets into the
bone and blood of a man. An it won't
pass. out An I've only seen 1t out
kthepA.s hut -Na-N.s seen II real. That
Why -. can I sSaS, 1lSys. wonlunN
want ye should Good night
Mark did not know that Simon had
left He stood long at the window.
trying TO conquer, the thrill. And he
could not. A voice rang insis-
tently. The measure OF man Is
what he oyercomes'
But a stronger il less subtle magic
than mere visions was at work.
There was an evening when he was
alone with Unity on Squire Martin 5
front porch IL was one OF the soft,
dangerous nights that sometimes
come to Bethel in early September.
On the air fingered the sweet, heavy
perfume OF moonflowers. Around
them rose the many little voices OF
the night He sat below her, in SEN
suous enjoyment OF the hour, looking
up at her Especially, looking up at
her. She sat on the top step, leaning
negligently against a porch pillar,
her face turned toward the hills. They
talked little and that in low tones.
Once he leaned toward her. He had
to peer closely TO make out her look
OF content.
do you know" he remarked, you
ought to be glad / came back?'
Indeed, And why?'
Have you looked In the mirror late
ly? When | first came you looked
WELL cranky and as though you didn't
care whether school kept or not.
We'll, OF all the conceit! ! sup
pose you take all the credit. Thus
she admitted certain Improvements.
And why not ." he laughed lazily.
when you come right down to II,
Unity, you never really, definitely
threw me over"
1T isn't too late"
Yes, it is too late
She said nothing. But when ne
reached up to take her hand he found
II a tightly clenched little ball.
Evidence of strong emotion" he
laughed again. He forced IL open and
carried it, soft palm upward, TO his
lips
You're so FOOLISH" she said.
They do that in books" he ex-
planned. Il wanted to see what IT is
like. find | like It, He repeated
the performance.
You're So"
"You said that before" he inter
rupted Unity, do you remember the
drive we took that Sunday before
went to the city,,
Il think do"
"She thinks she does" he apostro
phized the night 81 have scheme
Tomorrow. right after dinner, I'm go
ing to drive down here for you. Unity.
let's have that Sunday over again-in
every particular
Again she was silent.
You don't agreeg
lin not sure
That You love me-
She shook-her head. THAT | want
to marry you.
us It, he strank back little from
her, because OF this?" He touched
his cane.