The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1923-12-20
A.Sigls Of
Relief
By NORRIS scHULrz


him in the small Ukrafnian Village.
promising to send for her 40 soon
as he had established himself. He
had an uncle In New York, Barney
itosenfield. who was reported to
nave been doing we'll in the CLOTH
Ing trade and, being himself 4
tailor. be intended to ask for a job.
He went in fear and trembling
TO the big house uptown. A house
mot an apartment, BIT q house
with 9 butler opening the door!
What an interminable wait in
the little rosm az the hall! And
could this Zig, hustline fellow be
his Uncle Barney, whom he dlmly
remembered In childhood with his
Barney Sra.ped both Yanke,'s
hands easesiy. "Weicome, welcome.
Yankel." he said. you must stay
and have dinner with me and meet
my Miriam"
It was oil like dream that eve.
Ming. scared, naxt to his charming
cousin. who smiled on him and
plied hlm with questions shout the
Old Country.
After dinner his Uncle Barney
had a talk with him.
"A smart young fellow like you.
you don't want to - into the cloth.
Ing business" ne said. Live here
with me. and I'll put you through
college and mike q lawyer of you.
for my poor brothers. sake"
Yankel accepted. he took up his
quarters IN the house, and was
soon looked on as q regular inmate.
he and. Miriam got on very we'll to.
! gether. After he had been there
about two months Miriam came to
him one evening. 4
"Yankelf she said. 81 suppose
va know what my father had II,
mind when he asked you to be d
son to him?"
1T was for my fathers sake"
began Yankel.
NO" answered Miriam. smiling.
"He-he wants us to get married,
Yankel, as soon as you have gradu.
ated from college. TN willing. II
you are.' r.
Yankel thought hard. That was
four years away, almost an eter-
nifty. And he could not afford to he
turned out into the cold. as he
shrewdly suspected he would be. IL
he refused.
Besides, BY this time Esther, at
home. was becoming only din,
memory.
So he kissed Miriam ana agreed.
Barney was nightly pleased. He
gave Yankel big cigar and
clapped him on the back.
"A smart Teller like you, Yankel
you'll end up as President some
day." he said.
After that Yankel ceased writing
home to Esther and looked forward
to the time of his marriage. A year
passed, two years.
Then. one afternoon, when he
was in the house, q ring came al
the front door. The servant, told
Yankel that a gentleman and a
lady wanted to see him. Suspect
ing nothing, Yankel went down.
Sitting in the same little room
where he had sat that first night
when he came to see his uncle
were an unknown man and
Esther! ~,
His heart leaped into his mouth
Observation-Disclosures" ne managed
to stammer. He looked from the
one to the other, not knowing what
to say. He felt in trap. On.
doubtedly they had heard Of his
projected marriage with miriam.
and had come to exact the last
; penny of reparation.
And then, what would his Uncle
Barney say? His uncle was high
minded man; perhaps he would nc
cuse him Of having entered his
.home under false pretenses and
drive him out.
And what would Miriam say
whom he loved with all his heart
I Looking at Esther, he marveled
how he could ever have cared foI
her. He saw all his hopes OF sue
cess and happiness slipping away.
And Esther had put her arms
about his neck and was cryins
softly on his shoulder. "Yankel
can you ever forgive me7 You
didn't write to me for 20 long. ant
The man came forward sheepish
~. Isaac. Isaac. tell him." Esthei
faltered.
"Why, your. Cousins, Esther wa'
coming over to you and We met OF
the boat and fell in love. And W
were married this morulnE" hi
said. .sag D. ,sl. ana Sy@ n 4 :
Yankel detached himself from
Esther's clasp. t.6e you .haxeF de
ceived mel" has said, liercely.
"Yankel. Yankel, can, yon 10
forglve?" sp 81 99 a
Il am not unforgivin8 Esther
but youth understand. l.. can't sel
you again. Go! Leave me befofl
my heart breaks - he exclaimed
clutching his, breast. nj $50 q
With 3, pluffied sob Esther glide<
from the hensA followed By hel
husband. .i,; sfaayI
YankeI heaved - Sigh Of vast re
lief as the door closed. behiut
them. In another minute Miriam
might have come in, ~
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