The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1925-08-21
The
Sequel
to 4
Rx Gilmore Meherin


Her words poured ont like bless
ing-a holy ointment Of.
AS though to her own thought she
spoke: "Once when life seemed done
for me; when it seemed very hard,
Jake came. He said me noblest
things. He was as kind. No one
can know, not any one, the great
ness that he did. 81
David looked at her white face
and her deep, tremulous eyes. They
were filed with tears. He would
have told her that he knew Jake's
service and blessed him; that he
heard Jake's murmur. 'Sweeter-
whiter-my Helena" and that he
bowed to Jake for that.
But she seemed not to see or care.
She seemed then to him more lonely
than the dead-lonelier than the pic
ture Emerson had drawn Of her that
had whipped up in him such mad
dentng desire to rush down and look
at her; see If her face might be the
same; speak to her; say out his
thoughts
She was standing now with an
infinite, yearning tenderness on her
face as it had been in that last mo-
ment when she stopped to put her
arms on Jake.
The friend who had helped her
and who had her trust was gone.
He wondered what she would do
now. She would become more a1oof
more shut away than ever. More
tragic than a death is that
He said softly: "Yes-there was a
greatness in hinn-he understood.
She turned away sharply, wonder
ing how he came to say a thing like
that. Then he added: How sad
that there should come a time when
we can not do anything at all for
those we love-when we stand 81
lent and let them pass-it seems to
me as though all gladness leaves the
earth with Jake"
She tried to smile, but the tears
were in her throat. For it was so,
indeed. Jake's friendship and his
love fer her kept her in tune with
the brightness Of life. 1t was his
way to bring her joys-a flower or
a jewel
No other did this. She had Jennie
and Jonathan. Mary and Janina.
They had her love.
In these last years, though, 1t
was always she who brought the
merrtment to them; not they to her
In these new times 1t was Chiclie
who SURPRISED Jennie with a new
waist, Jonathan with richly col
ored tie, or the two Of them with
little pastries for dinner,
And when she called on Mary
there were the children, Of course
trinkets for them and toys.
But from Jake she had taken and
taken. He wanted that. What was
a sapphire bracelet Only that it
gave a sparkle or two to her eyes.
And what was a basket OF orchids
If she would blush with childish de.
light at his Extravaganza
Many, many days his face was in
her thoughts-the roilicky light in
his eyes. She would stop short In
her work because Of tears-or to
say to herself: ooh, gone! Not real
ly-" and then a whole troupe Of
smiling, vital Jakes stepped before
her.
She heard him often as that
moment when he said: NOW wait
its the first time. begorra, your
friend Mr.. Munson, ever spoke Of
marriage
One night she went home for
dinner. Jonathan took Jake's death
much to heart: THAT was the
friend Of friends, Chickie girl That
was one of Gods noblemen-"
And Jennie, with her old-fashioned
ideas, wished to visit the grave
why, yes, when Thanksgiving came
let them ell go down and fill their
arms with flowers. You don't know
the dear ones gone may like a
thought like that. There they are
up behind the golden benches look.
ing down to see If one forgets or If
one holds the memory warm and
most beloved.
This night ChicHde wanted only
Wilde with her-wanted long,
long walk.
Five years there had been walks
with the dog-just five years since
Jake had brought him-since the
night he stood in the hall, so tickled
to find her glad. Yet when she
stopped, enraptured and kissed the
dog, Jake's face grew white and he
said with a sharp breath: "Herel
Don't you do that againI Not while
I'm aroundp'
She hadn't trusted Jake a great
deal in those days. How wrong
ones vision often is!
And now-gone from her ne
reached out to drop more gifts In
Chiclie's lap-it was of these that
she must think. The seven dollars
bs had left her in his will-not
s1even oaly-a sum that staggered
Chickie's thought.