Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1916-06-04

Ellen tried to speak, and burst into
tears. She was surprised and grateful
Somehow she trusted Mr.. Hawley. and
was certain he could do he said.
When she came downstairs she found
Mr.. Hawley waiting beside the open
door of a cab. He put her in with the
words. Don't worry Try to believe
I'll do what | say" A moment later
Ellen was on her way to the station.
staring in astonishment at fifty dol
lar bill which suddenly happened to
be in her hand.
There followed horrible week for
Ellen. Jack died. of course. somehow
she lived through it all, though she
without Mr.. Hawley.
WHY. he's even baked cakes said
Mrs. Calhoun. the days help. TO
Ellen. He's been family man. or he
wouldn't know how to do all The
things he does. ] never SEE Low
handy he is. You'd fall in love NTH
him. you surely would. If you'd sen
how he conducted himself"
Ellen paid back TO Mr.. Hs wiley his
| money, and thanked him. Poor Jack
was in his grave. and she felt that for
her life and work had lost their in
centive. She told Mr.. Hawley so
II understand he said, gently. II
felt just as you do for a long time
after my daughter died. She was all
/ had. Her mother died when she was
a baby. and my life was wrap ped up
| in her" He paused. II came here be-
cause / couldn't live in my house alone
any longer. I wanted to go far away.
where ! could forget. I haven't for
gotten: but | am more resigned You
will find yourself becoming so as time
passes: Ny poor little girl was
| cripple
Ellen said nothing, but she held out
/ her hand and Mr.. Hawley held it for
an instant IN firm clasp. She felt
great pity for his sorrow. and for
moment almost got relief from the bit
terness of her own grief.
Mr. Hawley stayed on and on. This
was not strange. because Ellens
| boarders usually did stay But with
| her hand again firm on the helm ne
resumed his old. quiet ways of read
| ing and walking. He did not again
refer to his trouble mention hers;
but Ellen felt it lay between them like
a bond.
He CHANGED to be on the yeranda
| the morning she burned her hand. She
gave one cry of pain, md then she
| heard him coming. He fairly flashed
into the kitchen, taking in everything
| a. a glance.
| of vaseline from the shelf. As usual.
he knew what to do. The doctor said
so when he came.
| It was Ellen's right hand. OF course.
and the doctor said finally that she
would not be able to use il again IN
weeks.
What shall l do this time" she ap-
pealed to Mr.. Hawley- They were
| alone in the kitchen. Mrs. calhoun
| had phoned that she WAS down with
sick headache. and there wasn't hit
of help 10 be had for love or money
What shall I do?" she walled.
Mr.. Hawley smiled inro her distressed
| eyes with his gentle blue ones. y
think my dear. he said, you'd better
| give up this job and marry me"
"Marry-you,
Why note' inquired Mir Hawley:
ami he mt his arm a bout her.
But you don't want an old widow.
in debt and maimed- Ellen broke
| down.
Il want YOU" he laughed I've
wanted you since the first day | saw
| you.
That night Ellen gave her boarders
warning. Mr.. Hawley had tied on -, an
apron and got most of the Dime The
next day they went to the parsonage
| and were married BY this time the
boa riders had found other places. There
was much grumhling. but they were
| fair enough to perceive insurmount-
able difficulty in Ellen's scalded hand
| And now said Mr.. Hawley, we'll
go home"
of the earth with him if he had hidden
her. She had just that confidence N
him.
one or twice. il is true, during the
DAYS Journey she wondered what she
would find AT her destination; Sut she
would not ask her husband. ami re
would not tell her.
They came in the last of the sep
TENDER light to a pretty white house.
under big trees. on quiet streei-a
house the like of which Elem bad al
ways seen somewhere in her dreams
He unlocked the door and I'd hei ",
She had "A glimpse of beauty, refine
ment. true LONELINESS. She smelle6
delicious supper smells. mald
whisked mast an open door
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