The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1916-09-07
The Story
of a Big
Man in a
Big Town
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her thought OF him: a symbol OF her.
self and OF her inefrable kindness.
And she kept the door open-eyen |
tonight, though the sleet and fine snow |
swept in upon her bare throat and !
arms. and her brown hair was strewn
with tiny white stars. His heart
leaped as he turned and saw that she
was there. waving her hand to him. as
II he did not know that the storm
touched her. When he had gone on,
Mary did as she always did-she went
into an uniif room across the hall from
that in which they had spent the eve
ming. and. looking from the window.
watched him until he was out OF sight.
The storm made that difficult tonight,
but she caught n glimpse Of him under
the street lamp that stood between the
| two houses. and saw that he turned to
! look hack again. Then, and not before
she looked at the upper windows OF
Roscoe's house across the street. They
were dark. Mary waited, but after n
! little while she closed the front door
and returned TO her window.
moment later two of the upper win
| dows OF Roscoe's house flashed into
| light and a hand lowered the shade OF
one OF them. Mary felt the cold then
1T was the third night she had seen
those windows lighted and that shade
lowered. Just after Blbbs had gone.
A stricken George, mutterlng hoarse-
ly. admitted him, and Bibbs became
aware OF paroxysm within the house
Terrible sounds came from the IL
brary: Sheridan cursing as never be
fore: his wife sObblng her voice rising
to an agonized squeal OF protest upon
each OF a series OF muffled decorations
the outrageous humping OF band
aged hand upon wood: then Gurney.
sharply imperious. keep your hand
in that slingl Keep your hand In
that sling, say!'
"Lookr' George gasped, delighted to
play herald for so important tragedy
and he renewed upon his face the
CHASTITY expression with which he had
first beheld the ruins his calnm!tous
gesture laid before the eyes OF BiDbs.
Look Mt a lamidal statuew
Gazing down the hall, Bibbs saw
. heroic wreckage, seemingly Byzantine
painted colossal fragments OF shat
tered torso, appallingly human; and
gilded and silvered heaps OF magnif
cence strewn among rulnous palms
l like the spoil Of a barbarians' battle
There had been massacre In th'
oasis-the Moor had been hurled from
his pedestal.
{ "He hit at ole lamidal sta .ue." said
George. "Powr
my fatherT
"Yessuhl Powi he hit 'er! An you
ma run tell me git doctuh quick s
l. kin telefoam-she sho' you pa goin
e bus a blood-vessel. He amt takin' OF
d tall now. He amt nothin' tall T.
: what he was while ago. You don'
o miss 1t, Mist Blbbs. Doctuh got hin
d all quiet down, to what he was. Pow
he hit 'er! Yessuhw He took Bibbs
a coat and proffered a crumpled tele
, graph form. Here what come" h
h said. ~ pick 'er up when he don
e stompln' on 'er. You read 'er, Mist
h Bibbs-you' ma tell me tuhn 'er ovu
10 to you soon's you come In"
Bibbs read the telegram quickly.
1t was from New York and addressed {
Mrs. Sheridan.
Sure you will all approve step hay
taken as was 30 wretched my healt
I. would probably suffered severely Robei
AZ and l were married this afternoo
;, thought best have quiet wedding absc
lutely sure you will understand wisdoi
e. of step when you know Robert better al