Monroe City Democrat. (Monroe City, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1918-08-16
making him waltz He rang

"Tell Miss Fairfax I am here"
Eyes, sir" The servant stood silent
and awkward.
Harold wanted to quicken him with
a shove; what was the matter with the
felIowf He walked into the library;
the light was burning low; the serv-
ant followed him, and closed the door
with an air of mystery that gave Har-
old a mingled shock of lmpatience and
of fear.
NJ was to give you this, sir, when
you came," and the man held OUT
letter.
as Miss Fairfax not at homer
"She is at home sir"
"Then tell her at once that l am
here"
"Yes SIR"
Harold was alone with his letter; he
opened 1t and read:
at is midnight, you have gone, and
yet II seems as though you are still
here-sO close to me that | can see
your eyes and feel your touch-Har-
old. Forgive me that was not more
as I should have been this evening
butt was a coward. Dear, l have
not been well for many weeks and
yesterday I saw a specialist. He told
me / had a most serious difficulty, and
that must undergo dangerous Oper-
alton at once, If would save my life.
Tomorrow is the day appointed. I i'm
plored him to wait. but he leaves town
In few days. and If do not have it
done tomorrow II could not be per-
formed for two months, and that is too
long to wait, he says; so there was no
other way. TomOrrow-our day-when
you are to yindicate my pride and hope
In you the day we have waited for so
long There was but one impulse
strong within me, almost overmaster-
ing-tO fly to the shelter Of your arms
to seek your sympathy. But how
could tell you when 1t might impcril
your calm. your poise-undo all you
have worked for-hamper your ascent,
in which tomorrow will be stepping
stone? No. You must not know, Your
heart Is too tender, am too much
your own for you to stand up In court
and plead for legal distractions when
1 am lying under the knife. I half
hoped you would make me tell you all
my heart-but now I am glad you do
not know. You will have noashadow
on your way tomorrow, and when you
receive this 1t will be all behind us 1t
will have been over seven hours, for
10 tal fN1n of NJ
GOod-night-good by. I love you-it
seems to me that love you in new
way tonight. Harod-HarOld-I must
call you back and tell you, and feel
your strength to make me strong; but
no. am your love-I must be brave.
And then-why should fear?
Goods in his heaven
"All'S right with the world
--. ~.-.~. "HELEN."
He crushed the letter in his hand,
and reached the door with one bound,
like. an animal in chase. She was his
own; his place was by her side; no
man could keep him from her. AS he
opened the door he came face to face
with her father.
Harold, my dear fellow"
LET me go to her." and Harold tried
to pass. Mr.. Fairfax put his arm
across the door.
"No, you must not, now; the doctors
are with her; they will let no one in,
not even me, and am her father. Har-
old, my boy, we must be brave and
| stand by each other"
A whitening quiet, like blight, fell
upon Harold. 1t seemed to paralyze
his powers Of motion and Of speech.
After moment he heard himself say
ing, in a voice that sounded like a
strangers:
"What-dO-they the doctors
say?"
Mr.. Fairfax looked at him pityingly
his own anguish stamped white upon
his face.
"Don't lose heart, Harold" he saiG
gravely. eve are hoping for the best
and Mckenzie, the doctor who per
formed the operation, says the chances
are in her favor"