The Grenada sentinel. [volume] (Grenada, Miss.) 1868-1955, 1915-09-17

"Oh. yes, you have" insisted the
| glib and resourceful promoter
there's the stock of the company"
1T isn't worth its face" began AL
bion.
mo, not yet. but 1t will be some
time," declared the optimistic broker.
III you are willing to put up a o n
trolling block Of the stock as collateral
can get you the loan"
Go ahead" acceded Albion, though
not hopefully.
So. following devious ways, the
broker financed the proposition along
until one day the end came. The
people who had loaned the none de-
| manded its return, with exorbitant in.
terest as due, and threatened to seize
and sell out the cherished life work OF
Albion for a mere song.
I've got to go back home!" de.
clared Albion. I'm half sick, totally
discouraged and almost hopeless OF
raising any more capital. How long
have the creditors given US to pay the
amount"
Ten days"
"Ill try" said Albion, but weakly.
He started for home really i'll and
arrived at the little quiet home town
Frustrated with a dangerous fever.
OF what TRANSFERRED during tbs next
three weeks Albion Weare knew little,
and that during brief lucid moments.
In n Of these The smiled family as
his nurse gently informed him that
she had been sent by Miss Tyrell.
Then within an hour Albion was back
in the grasp OF the wasting fever,
raving over the lost investment, the
days Of grace, the end Of which would
see him bereft of his great discovery.
At times. however, his delirious
mood grew into soft and tender ap-
peals to the woman to whom he had
never told his love. And in the ad.
joining room Helen Tyrell hid her
blushing face in her hands, and her
breath came quicker. and the swift
tears told Of the deep. heartfelt inter.
est she felt in this lonely man, buf.
fetted so cruelty by the adverse tides
of fate.
ohN 0VSAAh6 "a AyAClt WIS VlSlttu
by a stranger. He was the broker
who had vainly awaited the promised
return OF his client to the city. 1t
was natural that he should tell the
story disclosing the negotiations OF
Albion. In the wealthy heiress he
found a willing and sympathetic aud.
itor.
The nurse attending Albion FASTENED
into the sick room one beautiful June
morning at the unexpected call of her
patient. Her face frightened, for in
one glance at the bed she had read
the first tokens of a past crisis and
the promise Of convalescence in the
wasted face.
He was straining his eyes towards
a calendar upon the opposite wall.
Fe motioned to the nurse weakly.
Tell me-" he spoke hoarsely-"tho
the day of the month
Innocently she named it. A deep
groan burst from the lips of the sick
nan and he fell back Frustrated, with
The words:
"Six days too late! I have lost
everything" Then he was awake and
sensible for the rest Of the day, but
there was a set, hopeless expression
to his face that the experienced nurse
did not like to see there. When Miss
Tyrell came she told her OF the in
cident. In a moment Helen read the
situation-and its remedy.
mr.. Weare." she spoke gently, al
most tenderly, as she approached thu
bedside of the patient.
His eager soul in his wasted face
Albion took her hand in a ferven'
] clasp.
Are you strong enough to hear ,
little. a very little, about business?
she Intercepted.
o" have little business left h,
sighed, but gave a weak assent to ne
proposition.
And then she told OF the broke
coming to her. Of redeeming the stool
just in time. of her supplying new
capital-and the company was a sue
cess:
you did this all for me-" he choke,
l out. because"
Because you are my deares
: friend" she said, and her eyes wer
. fond and loving. oh! why did 20
. not tell me of your need for money
= Alas! can help you no further. 70
L your discovery has made you YER
II rich"
What came Of 1t all? Greater wealt
for faithful, patient Albion Weare-
. the added riches of the love of a tru
" woman.
Copyright. 1915. by ". G.. Chapman.)
IL GuaWoona Javelln Throwers.
of My experience with the Guawoona
% occurred some years ago, when the
ID were in the height of their indepel