The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1914-06-05
CHAPTER XXX.
The Ultimate Purpose.


II was an Indian summer day
when the sun paused 10 smile genlal,
Ia back over his shoulder at the
earth he was leaving TO winters cola
mercy. and warm wind blew softly.
Toward noon Kazia, leaning on the
doctor and his buxom wife, was help-
ed 10 the front porch, where the
Matka was waiting with cushions ana
ahawls. In a big rocking chair the
ccnvalescent was made comfortable,
/ with cushions at head and feet and
: the shawls tucked carefully around
Z her.
you're sure you're warm enough p
Z queried Mrs. Hedges, with needless
anxiety.
quite sure. You all spoil me with
Kindness"
Mrs. Hedges gave last pat 10 the
cushion behind Kazia's head. You
take deal OF spelling. think,
dearle"
; KaEia sighed. "T'll hate TO leave
4 you" Tears, for some reason, were
/ treacherously ready that morning.
Then" drawIed the doctor,
you're thinking OF leaving u.s."
+ b al must-soon." But under the doc
tors twinkling gaze girlish flush
sprang into view-perhaps TO keep
the tears company.
"Too much color" chuckled the
doctor. Let me feel your pulse"
The crimson deepened and as In
staatly vanished.
'I'ye a cake in the oven" Mrs.
Hedges suddenly remembered. Doc
tor, I'll need you"
Need me?" The doctor stared.
"Am / a."
cat once, Doctor" came stearn
command from the hall.
Eth? Oh" A light broke In upon
4hlm and he chuckled again. Com
4 Ing my dear, coming!"
The Matka, too. would have left
her, but Kazla stayed her Don't
CO." she said in the Matka's tongue.
The old woman halted, irresolute.
/ 'He, your lover, viii be coming soon"
Timidly she laid thin knotted hand
on the scarf enshrouding Kazia's hair.
Kazia ignored that. "You will hate
TO leave this place, won't your"
The Matka nodded. There Is peace
here. Even the old smile and make
1ests, and they grow old easily. as a
child grows into youth. And my
TlOlI Is mere I1GI eyes bOukHl
distant hillside, where white stones
cleaned in the sunshine.
But we must go. / don't belong
here. What would these kind people
think II they knew"-the voice broke
a rttle-"what you know"
They would think as / do And l
~ know nothing, except that you
love and are loved. Such love have
mover seen 1t is not the love your
mother and her lover had. All here
know and are glad OF II. do not
think you can go and leave him un-
happy"
And the Matka stole away.
1T came too late"
Kazia's lips said that and the wait
ing tears overfiowed. lingering gem.
like on the fringe or closed lashes.
A thousand times she had repeated
the words TO herself since the first
hour OF consciousness when she had
seen him bending over her. She
thought she believed II. But her fast
beating heart, as she awaited her low
ere coming, sounded another answer.
The heavy throbbing ceased. began
again, keeping time with trampling
or hoofs from down the street. Her
closed eyes did not open even when
The trampling ceased and she heard
bis step. punctuated by the ring or
cane on gravel, until his step, too,
ceased and she felt him near her. his
gaze upon her. She dreaded to meet
that gaze.
Slowly the reluctant lids opened
and dread took wings, like
night bird that had seen the tirst
light And the light in his eyes. trans
1guring him for her, thrilling her
with its summons, was not TO be mis-
taken for the fire that had famed
there at other times, OF for the pity
OF one seeing his cruelties working
out. Conviction struck into her
Eheart, confuting the doubt and fear
sehe had fought with herself TO keep
alive as a defense against him. His
know, she knew, was the true love
Ethat knows no safety, that does not
Iperish, but grows with the years,
overcoming all things-even sin-laden
memory. She did not know that the
Same transferring glow rested upon