The Washington times., 1918-10-04
The Wolves
ofNewYOrk
Borradale Opens His
Heart to Esther With
Whole Story of
His Life

sShe knew that he was referring
70 his burning desire for the drug
oa which he had been deprived. and
~ which no man. save NalensH,i, un-
dsrstocd the secret prepare tion.
e."I should not have strength to
tell you all ! desire" he continued.
sitter a violent fit of coughing, but
Ihckily I have written it down.
did this about fortnight ago, when
I made up my mind to detach nv
64lf at all hazard from the demon
who has made me his slave. car
rsed the paper about with me. for I
thought II anything happened to me
II might perhaps fall into your
hands. 1t was in my possession
When they brought me here. l
asked for II this morning. II you
will feel beneath my pillow you
will find it,"
He released her hard as il grudg-
ihgly, while She felt for the manu-
srript beneath the pillow. Presently
s3ae drew IL out. II was a long en-
pelope, addressed to her in an un-
steady handwriting.
Take that away with you his
feeble voice quIveTinE. Read :. at
your leisure. Act as you think fit.
Al that Il contains is Gods TRUTH
Who was once ordained a minister OF
the Word-but oh. how unworthy -
swear II to you!'
But why do you address this" she
sought for the right word to employ
--A'this statement to me, Mr.. Probvn
Toa know so little 81 ne. There WAS
no friendship be'-ge.n Us-ever. You
piayed a strange part in my life once,
and cnce you opposed my fondest de-
sire
~ opposed you-yes-but it was for
your own good. You understand that
now. ! am sure
''If you had spoken more freely. -
cried Esther. She realized now all
she might have been saved II this
man had spoken what was in his
heart.
,S'oh. IL could have done So" h.
Esoaned. But it was not possible fo=
me. You will understand why when
you read my story" He clutched con-
vuLsively at her hand, and. lifting it
70 his lips, kissed it. Mrs. Bora
dale" he continued. drawing his
breath with difficulty, his words hard
lY audible. If ! could tell you how |
have Ionsed for a little sympathy on
mr life, little love! ! should have
been a different man il that had been
given me. But once I asked for love,
aHd-oh, J. cannot speak Of IL! l was
left lonely man. 61nian imbued with
evil passions, ], a minister Of the
church. J saw you. Mrs. Borradale-
Esther NasSell, as you were then
and you represented TO me the I: pc
Of all that woman should be. Oh, DO
no. shrink
- was not a young man. and my
feelings for you we're holy. And do
mt think iha, | saw you for the dr-t
tine when I pronounced the blessings
OF the church upon you at that un-
nstuTal Wedding: | had watched you
bxfOre then, and knew Of your patient
strugglCs with adversely. and OF your
deFotion to your dying sister. or all
that you will read ia that paper /
have given you.
4 meant you well. Mrs Borradale,
and / sChemed for you, fOolishly. per
hAps. and | had not the strength to
carry out my plans. Again and again
al Iicln I meant TO speak TO yoI,
bEt ny lips were sealed. / suffered
hLav,n alone knows bow sur.c~,,I.
You looked upon me as your enemy
could see il in your face-and AL
the while nay heart was bursting vita
desire TO Jcll you that WAS YOUR
friend. But ! could not speak-lhat
Was the agony Of i'll could not
speak"
His head tel back upon his pillow.
BE was overcome With Gle cAs:tion
CT his words. For a fcw moments
he lay still. painting, has face hor-
ribly Contortcd.
Esther shuddered and averted her
eyes. 1t was awful to see tears roll
Ing from those hollow sockets and
tracing their way down the paIIid,
sUnHcn cheeks. Even when in
heallh-such health as II was pos,
Eible for him % enjoy-Probyn had
not been pleasing to loni upon. but
now. with death gripping him o.
che throat, his face was that o. an
AEonizing tragic mask.
g After 4 few moments he spoke
again. 81 terrify and DISCUS; you"
b. said, but bear with n1c a tcsv
minutes longer. The end IS very
near. want you 20 un5crstand
Why ] sent for you. II U-,.S fi-r' 20
give YOU that paper. and secondly
because ] had longing to $50 ~ou-
E'vcct face again before Gial \
nan Graves for kindness in Death
~hcn he has met With none during
bis life. ] wanted tro sympathy 81
your eye, jae touch Of your
hand -"
You hnve thcEi" said Esther very
Eertly. and ny prayers as well"
She turned her eyes upon him nov
without dis-us, She sag through
those hollow sockets to the p:tiEuI.
tortured soul. and the con.o-tcd
body became Of sTnslle account She
rissPed his damp hand in hers. as il.
through its medium. she would in
stiu him with the magnetism of her
own vitality. Even SO. in the days
gone BY. she haf soothei and
strengthened her sister. when the
psroNysms OF pain were upon her.
Has there heen TO iov" in your
nfe?" she murmered Think. Is
there no one for whom you care? II
j. not yet too late Il you will speak.
Fsve you no relations who would
come II sent for"
Il have none" he replied. MY own
people are dead all dead. had a
R!!e-oUt she-I cannot speak Of
her. I had a child, too. but where
she has drifted cannot say.
3oved her, but she is dead to me-
The-e is no one else. I die-as
E1Sye lived--sIone
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