Missouri Valley times. [volume] (Missouri Valley, Iowa) 1874-1931, 1915-02-04

would be remedied. He would take
care of her in every possible way. He
felt genuine thrill course through
him as he thought of his generosity.
To all Of this Angela made no an.
swer.
Stung by her silence, he left the room
and sent for his other sister. When
Monica came he told her that when
ever Angela wished to recognize his
magnanimity she could send for him
She would not find him unforgiving.
To this Angela sent no reply.
When the fever had passed and she
was stronger arrangements We're made
for the journey to London.
AS Angela walked unsteadily to the
carriage. leaning on the arm of the
nurse. Nathaniel came forward to as
sist her. She passed him without a
word. Nor did she speak to him once
nor answer any remark Of his during
the long journey on the train.
When they reached London she re-
fused to go to the Kingsnorth house
where her brother lived. but went al
once to distant cousin of her moth
ers. Mrs. Wexford, and made hel
home with her, as she had often done
before. She refused to hold any fur
Their communication with her brother
despite the ministrations of her sister
Monica, and Mrs. Wexford.
Mrs. Wexford was gentle little
white capped widow. whose only hap
piness in life seemed to be in worry
ing over others misf0rtunes. She was
on the board Of various charitable or
CARNATIONS and was busy helper in
the field Of mercy. She worshiped
Angela. as she had her mother before
her. That something serious had oc-
Cured between Angela and her broth
er Mrs. Wexford realized. but she
could find out nothing by questioning
Angela. Every time she asked her
anything relative to her attitude Ange-
la was silent.
One day she begged Mrs. Wexford
never to speak Of her brother again
Mrs. Wexford respected her wishes
and watched her and nursed her
through her convalescence with ten.
der solicitude.
When O'Connell's letter came Angela
showed it to Mrs. Wexford, together
with her reply.
do you mind il see him here?'
Angela asked.
what kind of man is he?"
THE kind that heroes are made Of
He writes so strangely may one say
unreservedly? Is he a gentleman?
I'm the real meaning Of the word
yes"
"Of good family?"
mot as we estimate goodness. Hi
family were just simple peasants"
do you think 1t wise to see him?"
II don't consider the wisdom.
only listen to my heart"
"You-you love him?'
$50 much Of love as can give is
his"
"Oh, my dear" cried Mrs. Wexford
thoroughly alarmed.
Don't he afraid said Angela quiet
~. "Our ways lie wide apart. He is
working for the biggest thing in life
His work Is his life. am nothing"
But don't you think it would be In
discreet. dear. to have such a mar
come here:"
why indiscreet?"
"a man who has been in PRISON.
and Mrs Wexford shuddered at thu
thought. She had seen and helped 81
many poor victims Of the cruel laws
and the memory of their drawn face:
and evil eyes and coarse speech flash
ed across her mind. She could not rec
Oncile one coming into her little home.
Angela answered her:
Eyes, he has been in prison. but TIL
shame was for his prosecutors. not TO
him. Still. If you would rather say
him somewhere else
"Oh, no. my dear child. If yo'
wish it,
II do just want to see him again
as he writes ne does me. want t
hear him speak again. I want to wis
him godspeed on his journey"
Very well. Angela" said the oil
lady. las you WISH
A week afterward O'Connell arrived
in London. They met in Mrs. WreS
ford's little drawing room in Mayfair.
They looked ut each other for som
moments without speaking. Both not
ed the fresh lines of suffering in eac
others face. They mad been throug
the long valley of the shadow OF sol
row since they had last met.
But O'Connell thought as he loeISe
at her that all the suffering he ha
gone through passed from him as som
hideous dream. 1t was worth it
these months of torture-just to b
looking at her now; worth the lon
black nights. the labors in the heat o
the day with lifes outcasts aroun
him. the taunts of his jailers; wort
all the infamy OF 1t just to stand Their
looking at her.
She had taken his life in her two lii
tie hands.
He had hnthed his soul all thes
months in the thought of her He ha
prayed night and day that he NIGH
see her standing near him Just as sh
was then. see the droop Of her eye an
the silk of her hair and feel the touc
of her hand and hear the exquisit
tenderness Of her voice. He stood NUT
before her.
She held out her hand and said sin
/ ply:
| "Thank you for coming"
1T was good of you to let me-" b
answered hoarsely.