The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1917-07-12

thls--er--assistant you speak OFT That
Is rather sad. Was there-much
money!"
"Seventy-eight thousand dollars"
said the chief, and put his cigar back
In his mouth. "The-e Is story be-
hind II, Boroday, and it's that story
am going to get. I'm warning you be-
cause you've played pretty square with
me. l needed that pearl In my bust
ness"
Boroday rose.
"All right, chief" he said. IT am
sorry about young Ward. hope he
wasn't killed"
Gle wasn't KILLED." replied the chief.
"And haven't said his name was
Ward. II you haven't had your break.
fast yet. we might breakfast together.
I oversight and haven't had time for
anything"
Ward came back to consciousness In
the great four-poster bedstead In
which old Hilary Kingston had lain in
state. He felt very little pain and no
curiosity at all as to his surroundings.
only an overwhelming lassitude and
WEAKNESS of life. Something-sone-
thing that mattered very much hnd
gone out of existence. He could not
remember what 1t was.
There was a uniformed nurse by the
he'd. He had a curious antlpathy to
asking her anything. He had made
| u promise OF secrecy to someone
| about what?
Toward evening he had managed to
evolve out of his reviving conscious
ness some faint memory of what had
happened to him. He remembered that
he was walking down hill and that
he had fallen forward. For quite a
half-hour. late In the afternoon, he
struggled to remember why he had
gone down the hill.
Then he got It. He had been up Mt
the hall to see Elinor. II was Einor
who had gone out of his life. Ellnor |!
Elinorl
lie slept very little during the night,
and as his fever rose, he called the
nurse "Elinor," and begged her fran
tically 10 tell him that something was
not true.
"Of course 1T is not true" said the
nurse, who was accustomed to being
called various things.
"You did not mean IL at ALP He
eyed her wistfully. The nurse was
large and plain, with wide, flat face.
YOU, with the eyes of a saint" said
poor Ward. Ito try to tell me that YOU
are wicked. l see that 1t is impos-
sible. l think / can sleep now"
The nurse put her hand which was
large and ill-shnped but very light and
tender, on his head. And so he went
to sleep.
When he was quite settled, the nurse
went out into the ball where Elinoi
was sitting on straight chair. She
had sat there almost all OF the tim,
since Ward was carried up the nigh
before.
lie Is sound asleep" she said smil
ingly. "IIe thinks / am someOn,
named 'Ellnor,' and he calls me that
: As my own name is Sarah, it's rather
pleasant"
Ward had been shot on Sunday
night BY the following "Wednesday
he was out of danger.
On that same Wednesday the rector
of Saint Jude's brought himself ant
his rheumatism back to his parish.
For three days Ellnor had hardly
slept or eaten Never once had sh,
been in Wards room, but always, day
and night, she was just outside. Wher
on that Wednesday evening the doctor
said Ward would live, she went dowr
once more into her garden.
Many times during those three days
had Elinor tried to pray to Wards
God and found herself volceless ant
inarticulate. But now, out of thu
depth of her great relief, came wclllnl
the first prayer OF her life. She stool
waist-deep among her phlox and lark
spur.
~ thank thee" she said. ~ thanl
thee"
Nothing had been heard. Of HUH
The assault on the assistant rector %
Saint Jude's had been of line viii
the other mysterious happening
around the village. The little tow
was hag-ridden with fear. Extra con
stables had been sworn In, and from
the hall, during her long night vigils
Elinor had seen many lighted win
dows, where there had been but tn
one.
The problem Of her future began t
Obsess her. II was plainly impossible
to stay on here--not that she feare,
exposure; she was quite past fear
but the thought of going on with he
life was intolerable. To meet Ward
to see again the scorn and loathlng Il
his eyes, more than all, to continue L
deserve them-those were the thing
that to Elinor seemed worse thai
death itself.
All the philosophy that old Hllar
had taught her failed her now. Tn
y revolt of the individual against law
' made for the masses-what hac
o brought her but isolation and grief
K OF what use WIS revolt? All must g
!. through the mills of the gods Sh