South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1919-01-19

glanced at him with a quick look
OF sympathy. and a lump came up
in her throat Poor. drunken young
wreck. he had come back for class
day-to be with the college he still
loved. Maybe he could be saved
yet
Il was worth a trial. she unused,
and then she laid a gentle hand on
his stopped shoulder
Please" she begged. in a low
tone, will you do me q fovor?"
He looked up again, quickly, and
then lowered his face.
Anything" he assured her. hus-
kily. What is it?"
Il saved your life" she falter-
ed. and then rushed ahead. "WiH
you try - TO - make IT worth
while?"
He stared at her incredulously. as
il this friendly advance was only
a dream, then he answered.
I'm afraid-it's- not-possible. 3"
YES. it is" she answered, quickly
''Please-don't look for a minute"
He kept his head buried in his
hands. and then jumped. as a fresh
crisp note was pressed into them.
II can't take-that," he gasped.
hoarsely. I'm not a beggar." Ard
he pushed the bill towards her
roughly. but she backed away.
Take it as a loan-then." she
said. some day you can repay it. .
And then she started away. For
a few moments. he sat and stared
at the note, then looked up, and
called to her.
Come back" he cried and then
as he saw her returning. he ex-
tracted a grimy piece of paper from
his pocket and scrubbed on it hasti-
". Then he rose unsteadily and held
it out 70 her.
MY I. o. T." he said, with simple
dignity, and then he caught a look
Of disgust in her fair young face, as
she glanced at the grimy paper "I
don't blame you" he added
ashamed. But, at least, write your
acceptance on it. won't you?" And
he held out the pencil to her. For
a minute she wavered, and then
taking the pencil from his quaking
fingers. she wrote, across the face
Of the note, "Accepted-Evelyn H"
The next minute, he was staring af-
ter her retreating figure. then rails
ing the note TO his lips, he kissed
il again and again.
Evelyn Hynson's delicate pretti-
ness seemed to have reached its
adult perfection, as six years after
her graduation, she sat in the office
Of Harrison Brent, her fathers
lawyer, and heard for the first time
that the Hynson fortune was a myth.
How long have you known this,
Harry" she asked, struggling TO
keep back her tears.
For almost a year" he told her,
solemnly. "In fact, ever since I took
up your fathers business. He tried
hard 10 ward off failure. but he
couldn't. He was almost too fair
20 his creditors"
Dear old papa" she breathed, af-
fectionately, and then added brave
". well. if I'm broke, I'm broke,
and that settles it. I guess I can
earn living"
Brent rose from his chair and
stared at her earnestly for a few
seconds, then went to his safe, and
returned with paper.
"You - you're not altogether
broke" ne commenced, hesitantly.
and then held out a yellow, dirty
hn =
payable 10 you, with compound in
terest."
Wide-eyed. she took the paper
gingerly in her hands. and then gave
a sudden start.
How did you-get-this-pa-
per-" she gasped.
Brent met her gaze unfiinchingly.
"You gave It to me-" he told her,
simply. six years ago"
ave-it-to-you?" she echo
ed, incredulously. ''To-yOu?" Why,
Harry"
Yes" he interrupted. going 20 her
side" and YOU gave me life-and
health. wealth and happiness be-
sides. I've done what you asked me
10 do.-made my life worth while.
When I was sure Of myself, I look
ed you up and found you. And l
waited. purposely, TO tell YOU. You
saved my life Evelyn, will you &C
cept it-and me?"
For an instant, she was silent. and
his gaze turned TO her hand. that
was tracing a word over and over
on the table in front Of her. And
then, as her finger moved more
slowly he deciphered the letters as
she spelled them-A-C-C-E-P
ED.