The star-independent. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1904-1917, 1915-01-21

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Angela. Every time she asked her
anything relative to her attitude Ange
la was silent
One day she begged Mrs. Wrexford
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'ConneIrs netter came Angela
showed it to Mrs. Wrexford. together
with her reply.
do you mind If I see him hereT
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 Il gentleman:
''ln the real meaning Of the word
yes"
''Of good family"
Not as we estimate goodness. His
family were just simple peasants
DO you think it wise to see him?
II don't consider the wisdom. l
only listen to my heart
"You-you love him.
80 much of love as I can give is
his
"Oh. my dear" cried Mrs Wexford,
! thoroughly alarmed.
Don't be afraid said Angela quiet
ly. 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 man
come here:'
why indiscreet?'
"A man who has been in prison"
and Mrs Wexford shuddered at the
thought. She had seen and helped so
| many poor victims OF the cruel laws.
and the memory of their drawn faces
and evil eyes and coarse speech fash
ed across her mind. She could not rec
oncile one coming into her little home.
Angela answered her:
"Yes, he has been in prison. but the
shame was for his prosecutors. not for
him. Still. If you would rather saw
him somewhere else
"Oh. no. my dear child. If you
wish it,
81 do just want to see him again.
as he writes he does me. | want h,
hear MIN speak again. / want to wish
him godspped on his journey.
VERY we'll. Angela" said the old
lady. "As you Wish
A wees aftprward 0'Connell arrived
in I.ondu They met in Mrs. Wrex-
f0rd'S littt, drawing room In Mayfair
They lnkrd at each other for some
moments without speaking Both not
ed the fresh lines of suffering in each
others face l'hry mad IePn through
the lnng valley ot the shadow of sor
row since, they had mst met.
But O'Connell thought as he looked
at her that All the suffering he had
gone through passed from him as some
hidPouS dream. 1t WIS worth it
these months If torture--iust 70 he
looking ut her now; worth the Ions
black nights the labors IN the heat OF
the day with ifrS outrasts around
him. the tauntS or his iaiars: worth
all the infamy ut It Just 10 stand there
looking at her.
She had taken his life in her Two lit
tie hands
he mad bathpd his sonl all these
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 ant
the silk Of her Hair and feel the toucl
; of her nand and hear the exquisit
tenderness nf her voice. he stood NUT,
/ before her.
She held out her hand and said sim
ply:
: THANK YOU for coming
1t was good Of you to let me-" b
answered hoarseiy.
t "They nave not broken your spiri
: or your cHurage?'
: No" he replied tensely: they ar
i the stronger
Il thought they would be-" she sal
: proudly
All the while he was looking at tn
q pale face and the thin transparency u
her hands.
"But you have suffered too, Yo
have been i'll. Were you in-danger!
: His voice had a catch Of fear in it q
he asked the. to him, terrible question
a NO. 1t was Just fever. 1t is pas
a am little weak--a little tired. Th,
will pass too
g IF anything had happened to you
q or ever should happen He burie
T. his face In his hands and moaned:
a "Oh. my God. oh, my Cod
e His body shook with the sobs
& tried vainly to check. Angela put b,
hand gently on his shoulder.
; Don't do that" she whispered.
=. He controlled himself with an effoI
It ut will be over in moment. Ju
l. a moment. | am sorry"
n He suddenly knelt at her feet, b
e head bowed in reverence. God he
r. me.' he cried family. II love you,
r, love you.'
r, She looked down at him, her IA
transfieured