Abbeville progress. (Abbeville, Vermilion Parish, La.) 1913-1944, 1914-01-31

He's calling out in his sleep. He's
calling her, just as he has called for
the last TWO weeks But he will wake
cousciOus-or he will not wake at all
The anguish trembling in that lat
ter phrase would have attracted
Sweetwater's earnest if not pitiful,
attention at any other time, but now
he had ears only for the cry which at
that moment came ringing shrilly
from within
Edith, Edith"
The living shouting for the dead! A
| heart still warm sending forth its
/ longing TO the pierced and pulseless
one. hidden in a far-off tomb. To
/ Sweetwater, who had seen Miss Chal-
! Toner buried this summons of dis
/ tracted love came with weird force.
Then the present regained its sway.
! He heard her name again, and this
time it sounded less like a call and
more like the welcoming cry of meet
ing spirits. Was death to end this
separation? Had he found the true
O. b.. only to behold another and final
seal fall upon this closely folded mys-
terry? In his fear of this possibility,
he caught at Doris hand as she was
about to bound away. and eagerly
asked:
When was Mr.. Brotherson taken
i'll? Tell me. | entreat you; the exact
dav and, if you can. the exact hour
More depends upon this than you can
readily realize"
She wrenched her hand from his.
painting with Impotence and a vague
alarm. But she answered him dis
tinctly:
"On the twenty-fifth of last month.
Just an hour after he was made mana
ger. He fell in a faint at the works. -
The day-the very day of Miss Chal-
toner's death!
Had he heard-did you tell him
then or afterwards what happened in
New York on that very date?"
NO. no, we have not told him 1t
would have killed him-and may yet.
Edith, Edith" come again
through the hush. hush so deep that
Sweetwater received the impression
that the house was empty save for pa
tent and nurse.
This discovery had its effect upon
him. why should he subject ,this
young and loving girl to further pain.
He had already learned more than he
had expected to. The rest would come
with time But at the first intima.ior
he gave of leaving, she lost her alb
stracted air and turned with absolute
eagerness towards him.
One moment" said she. You ar,
stranger and l do not know YOU
- name or your purpose here. But
Il cannot let you go without begging yol
not to mention to anyone in this tow
y that Mr. Brotherson has any interes
{ in the lady whose name we must no
,. speak. DO not repeat that deliriou
i cry you have heard or betray in an.
way our intense and fearful interes
( in this young lady's strange death
; You have shown me a letter. Do no
e speak of that letter, | entreat you
: Help us to retain our secret a littl
= longer. Only the doctor and mysel
. know what awaits Mr.. Brotherson
he lives. had to tell the doctor, bu
doctor reveals nothing. Promise tina
II you will not either, at least till tn
II crisis is passed. 1t will help my fl
Their and it will help me; and we nee
all the help we can get"
~ Sweetwater allowed himself on
- minute of thought, then he earnestl
~ replied
u 81 will keep your secret for toda,
a and longer, if possible"
u Thank you," she cried; thank yo'
thought | saw kindness in you
ie face" And she again prepared to clos
IL the door
H. But Sweetwater had one more que
'u ton to ask Pardon me" said he. 6