Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1919-07-11

haunted him, appearing ~ inter-
walls when he was plotting some par
ticularly shady means q adding to
his income, until he had resolved to
rave nm one 81 two schemes as being
too interruptions to be INDUCED in,
thus acquiring a cornfortingsfseling OF
heinz yirtuous. But it was long since
the face had come. He had settled It
in his mind that the forgery was
merely a patch Of wild oats which he
had sown in his youth, something to
be regretted but not too severely
blamed for, and thus forgtvtng HIM.
more the worlds fault for not giving
him, what he. wanted than his own for
putting a harmless old maj in prison.
Of the shame that had killed the old
man he knew nothing, nor could have
understood. The actual punishment
itself was all that appealed to him.
He was ever one that had to: be taught
with the lash, and then only kept
straight while st was In sight:
But the face was very near and
vivid here in the thick darkness. y 1t
was like a cell, this closet, bare. cold.
black. The eyes in the gloom seemed
is what you made me suffer. It Is
your turn now. It is your turn now"
Nearer and nearer they came looking
into his own until they saw down into
his very soul, his little sinful soul, am
drew back appalled, at the littlenes0
and Of what they saw.
Then for 1.-THE first time in his whole
selfish life George. Hayne knew ANY
shame, for the eyes read forth to him
all that they had seen. and how 1t
looked to them; and beside the. tale
they, told the Eyes were clean Of sin
and almost glad in spite of suffering
wrongfully.
Closer and thicker grew the air Of
the small closet; iercer grew the age
and shame and horror of the man in
generated.
Now, from out the shadows there
looked other eyes. eyes that had neYet
haunted him BEFORE eyes Of victims
to whom he had never cast q half a
thought. Eyes of men and women he
had robbed by his artful, gentlemanly
craft; eyes of innocent girls whose
wrecked lives had contributed to his
selfish scheme Of living; even the
great ~reproachful eyes Of little chill
dren who had looked to him for pity
and found none Last, above them all
were the eyes Of the lovely girl. he was
to have married. ~
He had always loved Celia HAtha-
way more than he could have loved
anyone or anything else besides him
self, and 1t had eaten into his very
being that he new could make her
bow to him; not even by torture could,
he bring her to -her knees. Stung By
the years of her scorn he had stopped
lower and lower. in his methods Of
dealing with her until he had come at
last to employ the tools of slow tor
ture to her soul that he might bfAg
low her pride and put her fortune and
her scornful self within his power.
The strength with which she had
withheld him until the time Of her
surrender had turned his selfish love
into a hate with CONCENTRATIONS Of re-
venge.
But now her eyes glowed scornfully
wreathed round with bridal white,
and seemed to taunt him with his
foolish defeat 1t this the last 5lminute
before the final triumph.
Undoubtedly the brandy he had
taken had gone to his head. Wasfhe
going mad that he could not get away
from all these terrible eyes?
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