The Cairo bulletin., 1914-03-17

come ",rElNG from ola melluFA'S- hei
own e,,lhuod. It's routes and picnics
ami harumscayum pleasures, And
there were loug gaps in which she
sat silent, playing with her napkin,
the light color coming ana going In
her delicate cheek, lost in revery. II
was not til The hail-clock struck her
usual nodr that She rose TO 80 to her
room.
Don't send Emmalne' she said.
81 shant want her" She kissed Shir-
ley good night. Maybe after a while
Won will sing for me; you haven't
played your harp for ever SO long.
IN the subdued candle-light Mrs.
Dandridge locked the door OF her
room. She opened closet, and from
the very bottom Of a small halrcloth
trunk. lifted and shook out from its
many tissue wrappings faded gown
of qose-colored silk, with pointed bod
fec and old-rashioned puffsleeves. she
spread !his on the bed and laid With it
d pair ot ycllowed satin slippers and
a !!tlc straw basket that held spray
~ what had once been cape lessa.
uhLe.
Ia lie ackoring light she undressed
and rcarranged her hair, catching It's
siivc"j curling meshes In a low soft
coil. Looking almost frrtiyely about
her, she put on the rosc-colored gown.
ard pinned the withered howerspray
on it's breast She lighted more
caadles--in the walLbrackots and on
The dgessjng.table--an the reading
lamp OIL the desk. Standing before
her mirror then. she gazed long at the
rcGaction-the poor faded rosetint
against the pale ivory of her slender
neck. aud the white hair. A little
qGNGy ran over her lips.
Whatever the fact, she whispered,
80 you and no other as long
as / live.
She unlocked the bureau.drawer
then, took out the letter and seating
hereulr uy the table, read the remain
der:
81 write this In tho old library and
Rris,ow Molds NY horse by the porch.
he will s,Ic you this letter when /
am gone
"i.cs. light we were dancing-all
Of us-at no Lall. can scarcely be-
lteye !, v35 less than twelve hours
age. Tho calendar on my desk has a
motto for each leaf. Today's is this:
Every man carries his fate on a rib
ami about his neck Last night l
would have smiled at that, perhaps;
today | say 10 myself. It's true-its
true.' Two little hours ago | could
have sworn that whatever happened
TO me SaSsoon would suffer no harm
judith, / could no. avoid the meet
ing. ron will know the circum
star ,es, and viii see that it was forced
upon me. But though we met on the
fed, Kept my promise. Sassoon did
not tall bv my hand"
ahe had begun to tremble so that
the paper shook in her hands, and
from her breast, shattered by her
Qu!ck breathing, the brown jessamine
totals busted down in her lap. 1t was
noec moments before she could calR.
u-fsol; sufficiently 10 read on.
10 fired at the signal and the shot
won. wide / threw my pistol on the
rrcqnd. Then whether maddened by
nv refusal to fire, cannot tell-he
,lfaat mis- weapon all at once and shot
himself through the breast. IL was
over in an instant The seconds did
10, huess--do not even now. for 1t
happened but an hour ago As the
cote DEGREES their backs we're turned
uneE the shots were fired. But there
Mere circumstances cannot touch
upon TO you which made them disap-
lrat e--which made my facing him
tasg then seem unchiyalrous. saw
1t in Bristows face, and liked him the
better for 1t. even while it touched
ny pride. They could not know, of
course, that did not intend to fire.
vel. Won and they will know it now
.nd Dristow has my pistol; he will
fra it uadlscharged -- thank God,
thank Con.
"But S,ll that matter to you? II
you loved SasSoou. | shall always in
yout .aipd stand as the indirect cause
Of his a. Ill. ii is for ihis reason
m going away could not bear to
look in your accusing eyes AMI hear
yJu sag H. Nor could bear to stay
EGtc. & rem.l4eE to you OF such u