Perth Amboy evening news., 1919-12-29
Moonlight and
Money
BY Marion Rubincam
LOUISE GIVES OUT
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SAAahL LIN Oh
The Angel Of Death had come and
passed. In what had been the sick
room. the figure that had twitched
so ~nervously now lay perfectly still
In theAed.
Louise left the room with the
nurse, and rs the two women went
down the hall the clock chimed four
times 1t echoed and re-echoed
through the silent house. and IFS
sound brought Louise back to earth.
she a been like someone in a
trance as h watched the nurse per-
form the last duties to her patient.
-Four o'clock" the nurse COM
mented, in a matter-of-fact tone.
mere Is nothing now we can do
until later in the morning, not for
three hours at least. You'd better
rest, If you can"
I'm not tired" Louise answered.
still so overweight, nervously, that
she was really not conscious of wear
mess.
The doctor said I was to give YOU
this The nurse. efficient as always,
In spite of the fatigue she must have
teIt, gave Louise some medicine in a
tumbler and watched while she
swallowed 1t obediently.
Nov, try to sleep. Lie down. at
least. I'll stay with you il you feel
nervous"
No, thanks. I'm all right" Louise
protested. Il think father needs
someone to look after him. I'm 60
Ing to hunt for him."
she went down through the house
switching on the lights to create an
artificial cheer in the darkness. Re
iow-stairs everything was quiet. Tho
servants, who had been up most of
the night had gone for a little sleep.
Tor the routine work would have To
be gone through as usual-indeed,
with a funeral in the house, there
would be three times the normal
amount.
She found her father in the study.
sitting In the darkness, staring at
the remnants of a fire that had not
been kindled for days. He was
frankly an old man now. His bent
head, his limp figure, both denoted
encouragement. He looked lost and
lonely and pathetic.
Louise went over and turned on
the table light. Then. putting her
hands on his shoulders, she leaned
over him and kissed him gently, Tbe
hands that came UP to touch hers
were as cold as ice.
She felt The appeal Of his age and
his bereavement. She knew that II
was he who would lean on her from
10Y on. that this was another re-
Sp|onSlDlIlty.
You must have a fire here" she
said. a little note of authority In her
voice. Then. rs MIR. Driscom shook
his head. Eyes, you must. I'm go
ing to stay here with you until II
gets light. I'm cold. You make the
fire and I'll go out to the kitchen and
fix some hot coffee"
She watched until she saw him
crumpling up the papers and arrang-
ing the sticks of wood in the fire.
place. Then satisfied hat even this
slight occupation would be good for
him. she went into the kitchen after
coffee.
One thing. ut least, I learned
when I was keeping House." she re-
marked, as she came back later with
a loaded tray. That was how to
make good coffee" She tried to
speak cheerfully as she poured out
q steaming hot cupful for each of
them. The cracking OF the wood in
the fireplace dispelled the Intense
gloom of the room. Under the slim
illus Of the warmth, her father look
ed less worn. and this cheered her
more than anything else at the
moment.
II mustn't think of myself, I must
only think of him." she said, over
and over to herself, MS she drank the