The Elbert County tribune., 1919-12-26

oh. yes, she wants you TO be--to be
kind That's what she saya That's
1t. To be kind"
aDoes She"
''She wants you to be kind" said
the voice. "She mods when tell you
this. Yes: 1t must be right. She Is
a very fine lady. Very pretty. She
is SO anxious for you to understand.
She hopes and hopes you viii. Some
one else wants to speak to you This
Is a man. He says"
Il don't want to speak to any one
else" said Eugene quickly. II
want"
"ThIs man who has come says that
he is friend of yours. He says
Eugene struck the table with his
fist Il don't want to speak to any
one else. tell your he cried pas
sionately. "If she is there +" He
caught his breath sharply. checked
himself and sat in nmazement. Could
his mind SO easily accept SO stupend-
Gus thing us truei Evidently It
could
Mrs. Horner spoke languidiy In her
own voice: "Did you get anything sat
isfactoryf' she asked. II certainly
hope 1t wasn't like that other time
when you was cross because they
couldn't get anything for you"
"No. no." he said hastily. "This
was different. 1t was very interest
Ing"
He paid her. went to his hotel, and
thence to his train for home. Never
did he so seem to move through a
world Of dream-stufr; for he knew
that he was not more credulous than
other men, and IL he could believe
what he had believed, though he had
believed 1t for no longer than mo-
ment or two. what hold had he or
any other human being on reality7
His credulity vanished Cor 80 he
thought) with his recollection that 1t
was he, and not the alleged 'Lopa,"
who had suggested the word amber"
Going over the mortifying. plain
facts OF his experience. he found that
| Mrs. Horner, or the subdivision of
Mrs. Horner known as "Lopa." had
told him to think of n bell and of a
color. and that being furnished with
these scientific datn, he had leaped
to the conclusion that he spoke with
Isabel Ambersonl
For a moment he Ind believed that
Isabel was there, believed that she
was close to him. entreating him-en-
treating him "to be kind" But with
this recollection strange agitation
came upon him. After all. had she
not spoken to him? If his own un.
known consciousness had told tn,
"psychic's" unknown consciousness.
how to make the picture of the pret
| ty brown-haired, brown-eyed lady
hadn't the true Isabel-oh. indeed her
very soul l-cnlled to him out of hi,
own true memory of her?
And as the train roared through the
darkened evening he looked out be
yond his window, and saw her as he
had seen her on his journey. a few
days ngo-an ethereal figure flying be
side the train. but now 1t seemed I,
him that she kept her face toward hir
window with an infinite wistfulness.
"To be kindI" II 1t had been
Isabel, was that what she would have
said7 If she were anywhere. and could
come to him through the invisible wall
what would be the first thing she
would say to him7
| All, WSii Chpubhs anu PNhhaPS Dat
terly enough. he knew the answer to
that question: ITO be kind''-to
Georgiel
| A red cap at the station.
| when he arrived. ieaped for his bag
abandoning another which the Pull
man porter had handed him. "Yessuh.
Mist Morgan. Yessuh. You car wait
in front the station fer you, Mist Nor
| gan, sub -
| And people in the crowd about the
gates turned to stare. as he passed
through. whispering, "That's Morgan"
Outside, the neat chauffeur stood
ut the door OF the touring car like
soldier In whipcord.
'I'Il not go home now, Harry said
Eugene, when he had got In. "Drive
to the Cit, hospital"
'Yes SIR" the man returned. Miss
Lucy's there. She said she expected
you'd come there before you went
home"
"She did7"
"Yes, SIR"
Eugene stared. 'I suppose Mr.. Nina
fer must be pretty bad" he said.
"Yes, sir. / understand he's liable
to get WELL though, SIR" He moved
his lever into high speed. and the car
went through the heavy traffic like
some fast faithful beast that knew its
way about, and knew Its masters need
Of haste. Eugene did not speak again
until they reached the hospital.
Fanny met him In the upper corri-
dor, and took him to an open door.
He stopped on the threshold.
startled; for. from the waxen face on
the pillow, almost 1t seemed the eyes
of Isabel herself were looking at him: