Free trader-journal. (Ottawa, Ill.) 1916-1920, 1918-01-07

ne crushed tablets and swallow them
n his anguish, | brushed them into
ne fireplace. Mixed as they were
Nth powdered glass from the tubes
had ground under my heel. they would
OF certainty kill him. and | was not
ready yet to have so close an approx.
nation OF murder charge on my
soul.
Further than to safeguard his mis-.
cradle life thus, paid him no heed.
but took the camera and returned
with II to the inner room.
Alexandra lay there. her eyes clos.
ed, resting with an expression of OK.
IRENE beatitude that added to her
wonderful loneliness. She exhibited
more than mere physical beauty of the
flesh; she now possessed kind of in.
Per beauty, noble joy. that seemed
~ shine out through globe of carven
nAlabaatsr. The woman was dignified
and ennobled beyond all words by
what, for lack of better term,
must call the psychic emanation OF
the spiritual essence of beauty
Her Tough s---who could tell them?
/ What { cams fer exceeding personal
fame o. conc lest. What vast = ipira.
tions, hopes, and warnings for the
emancipation of he race ON IT'S
thralls of limitation and of uglncns:
What strivings toward the idealiaing
OF the whole sisterhood of woman
kind!
So ineffably and purely noble was
her expression in this attitude that |
decided to take the pictures at once
without moments delay. A fortui
tous mood had rendered her divine.
There should be at least three views,
| made up my mind. First would
take a profile; then a full face and
finally a three.quarters, thus preserv-
ing from every necessary angle the
dignity and beauty there before me.
set up the camera at the right side
Of the bed about ten fee distant.
focused ii carefully, ard then in
CURED.
Il am ready now Are you?'
PERFECTLY
you say that all have to dc it to
press the bulb; that it automatically
sets off the flash Light"
yes"
"All right. Ready"
II squeezed the red rubber bulb. A
brilliant puff Of white fire synchron.
I lied with the click of the shutter. One
portrait was taken,
\ Carefully | made the other two:
~4en. added three more at different
angles for good measure and laid the
camera aside, | might have made'a
dozen exposures, but the smoke from
the magnesium powder had accumu-
lated rather quickly in spite Of the
currents of air through the ventilating
pipes, and | did nos want to subject
Alexandra to any possible effect of
this gas.
The work done, felt WEAKNESS and
!assitude again creeping upon me.
Now that the excitement and strain of
the liberation were at an end and the
portrait taken, my long vigil was be
! ginning to tell upon me. Then, too,
anxiety about the non.appearance of
Andre was working on my nerves,
despite my every effort to Danish
thoughts Of him.
Once more sat down in the little
whitc iron chair by the bedside,
drained of energy, quite weak and
spent. My eyes closed against my
will; my head nodded heavily. Only
BY a strong effort could | fight back
sleep, for ! had been without it the
better part Of twenty.four hours. all
OF which time he had passed under
tense nervestrain.
Suddenly Aexandra's voice broke
the silence.
Il hope they will be good" she said
smiling little with the most divine |
NAeThe little feminine touch of that
'srk seemed charming Whatever
hisht be or do or inspire to, Alex.
Ia MAS never anything but very
.ua lapman.
"a tlshn they help being good"
COW. 9TH perfection for their sub
EAifh~.
ssvp.,od hoihing to that save to ask
NaVSI {rror ayain. and then for