The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1914-03-19

ne is going to Africa, and II came
home to me then that / did care very
much and that | loved him just as
much as ever. 1t isn't as If he were
going to Bar Harbor or some place
where we have friends, but to Africa.
away from all friends to escape, per-
haps, the fever there only to be killed
by the natives, Is terrible And when
think of him away off there without
friends or help | can't bear it. and
| know now | love him with all my
heart, and I don't want him to 60.
1T is almost two months now since
we parted and | thought 1t was for
ever, because, you see, | felt hurt and
told him / never wanted to see him
again; but I've thought lot about 1t
lately and | can see now that 1t was
my fault, too. He Ia going away. per
haps never to come back again. and
30 l want you to see him before he
goes and give him this letter Don't
tell him who sent 1t: simply say that
1t Is to be opened on board the boat
I've told him everything and asked
him to forgive my selfishness and un
kindness, and I've wished him luck
We used to be so happy once"
And as the Judge leaned forward
and took her hands in sympathy she
buried her face on his shoulder and
sobbed.
Don't feel so badly. Helen" he
said, he he stroked her head and gave
her the sympathy that only Judge
Cleveland, with the heart and soul OF
life OF good deeds, could give.
He rose from his chair and took a
letter from his desk. and then with a
smile quietly took her letter from her
hand.
Il am going out for a few mo-
ments," he said but before | 20
want to give you letter that was
left here for you, and | want you to
open 1t now and read it while | am
away"
He crossed the room for his coat
and hat, and as he passed the private
Office door skillfully tossed a letter
with heavy seal and faint perfume
addressed to Robert A. Travers, ESQ
into corner of the room where a
young man was eagerly watching the
castles in Spain that passed before
him.
The Judge paused for a moment as
he reached the office door and vigor
wi tel,
had suddenly and mysteriously filed
his eyes.
I'm getting to be an old man. he
said, as he gazed intently at Mr..
Travers, although his voice was rather
loud and he spoke very carefully and
seemed to weigh and measure his
words, as though he wanted the robins
outside the window to hear them too
and chirp them abroad. and | look at
life very differently from what | did
years ago when | was your age. It
all depends on how much we put into
life that is going to affect our own
happiness and that of others. | always
think of a line of Lowell's, Not what
we give but what we share, for the
gift without the giver is bare You
see. helping the next fellow who has
a heavier load to carry, perhaps, than
yours will help you, too, and whether
you see 1t Or not, there will be bet
ter feeling in your heart for it. And
lots of times things will appear
strange and unreasonable, but before
you speak or Judge look for the mo
tive underneath it all and often you
will find that, although things went
wrong. nothing but goodwill and kind
ness were meant. May God bless you
both"
He slowly opened the door. and with
glance towards the private office,
passed out into the hall and rang for
the elevator, AS he stood waiting he
eagerly and anxiously listened with
ear near the office door. All was quiet
and the Judge bravely fought a fear
that stubbornly rose to his heart
Then he heard a rush from the pri-
vate office and the happy words that
meant 50 much.
Helen! Robert"
The old Judge passed out from the
building with head held high, happily
twirling his cane and trying to bring
back a boyish whistle that he had
lost years ago in the fierce fight for
fame.
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