The Green Forest tribune., 1915-09-10

| where he had seen her before, at the door of the cabin.
 He approached her very courteous. | ly, raising his hat. This time she did not run from him, but stood still and smiled. He apologized for having | frightened her the night before, and | asked her if she could direct him to his hotel
 He must have presented a terrific spectacle, all scratched, dirty and bruised from his long tramp, and with the wildness of delirium still in his eyes. But the girl only smiled again, and stretched out her hand, indicating trail. Tarrant thanked her, but she went back into the hut without word Afterward he remembered that she had not spoken to him at all.
 "Plunging heavily along the trail, Then, lifting up his eyes in amaze ment, he saw, not half mile away, his own hotel.
 Fifteen minutes later he was back, and ten minutes after that he was en- toying chicken broth in bed. After that he slept the clock around.
 When he awakened he told his ad- ventures to the hotelkeeper, who had formerly been one of the local guides. But when he mentioned the girl in the cabin the man was silent Tarrant pressed him hard.
 "'Who is she? he insisted.
 At last the man raised his eyes sullenly to his. She died a score of years ago. he answered. She was the wife of the old squire, before the land was bought by the state She died when her baby was born. She was al- ways kind to folks, and she loved children
 That was all Tarrant could get out of him. He tried to find the trail through the woods many times, but none of the guides admitted knowledge of it, and the landlord flatly refused to show him. And Tarrant, thinking over the matter, all at once understood why he thought he had seen the woman before.
 The look in her eyes was the look that he used to see in Molly's eyes long ago, when he courted her, before the rubs and jars of married life had worn away the sweetness of their love-
 Tarrant was no fool, and after a while he began to piece the warning together. That look which had so all lured him, that look which he had seen in the dead woman's eyes and in Molly y's-what was it but the univer- sal, loving soul of woman, embodied now here, now there, but always noble and always sweet?
 And Tarrant knew that in loving Molly he was loving the spiritual qual- 1ty which is given to all men in some form, in life, but is so often thrown away and lost through misunderstand- ing.
 That night he hurried home, and all the way in the train the wheels oeat MosZ 4s arrived q E e tsl fsa fi t. that that she had already taken some irrevoc- able step. He wanted chance to tell | her, to explain but when he | reached the house it was alight, and it 1 was Molly who met him within the darkened hall.
 "He flung his arms about her and | stammered out acknowledgment of | his hideous mistake.
 He felt her tears upon his face. Dearest she whispered, I came home. | l couldn't stay away from you longer. was writing to you. What a mistake we have made dear. And there is something hsten!'
 ''Incredulously Tarrant heard the whispered story, while his heart beat madly. When she had done he folded her in his arms We shall never part again, through all cur lives he said
 And it was only afterward that he remembered how the woman of the lonely cabin had died, and understood why she had come to him."