New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1914-02-08

SIMPLE soul He thanked our Lady OF oof.
rovs IN after DAYS that She had prevented
him from starting back at sight OF That
manned face. and enabled him TO stand
with nothing bat pity in his blg, gray eyes.
The marks of the flames were on H. Dn'yc' /,
ing. scorching, torturng flames, when had
eaten their way through the smooth cneGN'
gnawcd at the arChcd eyebrow. shuvcIcd 'he
delicate ear. and stretched maIcvolcnt
fingers 10 the corner of the sensitive, tender
mouth
Vet they. inscnsatc, seemed to have
paused before Decorating the soft. sympa-
thctic ewes from whose upturncd depths5
shonc and glowcd and burned the spirit OF
innocence and purity that brought Mona
han. the policeman, mentally to his knees
there i'm the cold. deserted street, Ike a
vcarning pilgrim before a wayslde shrine.
He fathomcd that terrible moment OF IN
quiry. that trying pause while she sousl9,
pity from him, waiting as one condemned
for what ne might bcstOw,- horror, shock,
or that mirth to which she was accustomed
from the hcartlcss and from which she
shrank.-but the soul of the man was IN his
face. in his attitude, in his strained hands
suddenly flung forward as if to shield her,
and take her to his breast, and bury that
Scared cheek from sight lest Others, I'M
knowing, stare at her from the darkness
beyond
once an Inspector, praising him for a
notable action, had said to the Police Com
missioner. THAT fellow will 90 far. He has
the heart Of a lion, and the sympathy OF a
woman: but his face lies, for 1t wouldn
change if he was put on a rack.
II did not change now, nor betray ms
start. Only his ewes glowcd and carried a
message of comfort and courage.
Il don't think it's so bad, he bravcly
lied. 1T looks all right so far as | can see.
OF course it amt like it was, | s'pose; but
Won see YOU were lucky about the lamp
mean it was good you didn't lose the eye.
You don't want 20 mind the rest. But,
Holy Mother. amt it fine that YOU didn {
lose the eye
To cover her embarrassment and put her
al ease. and make her think that all the
other injury was trivial compared with the
blessing Of sight preserved intact. he eX-
patiatcd on that good fortune spoke rapid
IL and with an attempt at POPULARITY OF ms
own escapes. bclittled The tragedy of her lie.
But YOU see. she said, as they resumed
their progress along the street, YOU don {
understand. They
She wa, interrupted; for now he reached
over and pulled her hand through his arm,
and Rugged it close 10 his big, muscular
side as If forever TO protect her from the
'ibcs and blows Of an unknowing, unicelins
world
at is So hard to get a place now she
went on as. side by side, they walked down
a quiet, untcnantcl street. My savings
and the money Mrs. Ranscombe gave me
are nearly gone.
She did not know that in the darkncss OF
the middle Of the blocl, he bit his lips and
restrained a curse for the woman who
wanted nothing but beauty around her
child. and had callously given the least
thing in the world money, in payment OF a
splendid debt. MI that he did was TO voice
words of encouragement.
ISUPPOSE, she said, with a little sorrow
iul laugh, that YOU wonder why come
down there to look in the window:
Monahan forgot the injury and cncour-
aged her to talk.
That's something forgot to tell YOU
about" she said coniidentially, as II glad
to confess her troubles to a sympathetic
mind.
1T doesn't hurt so much now; but for