New Britain herald. [microfilm reel] (New Britain, Conn.) 1890-1976, 1928-11-27

never forgot his voice.
MY automobile struck him down
here at the corner. He got off I
street car and walked around be
hind it-straight into my car.
didn't even see him until he VIA.
under the wheela We haven't called
a doctor yet" He glanced Al
Grandmother who spoke 4 word tc
Finch that sent him flying down
the hall to the telephone closet.
'Gosn, I tried to stop him" Dan
said, desperately, to his mother;
but he got away from me and
walked right in front of this mans
car. / don't believe ever knew what
hit him.
Mrs. Milburn gave him q wild,
dazed look. She walked jerkily over
to the leather seat and sank down
on her knees beside it, looking at
the closed white face of her hus-
band.
Charlie she said softly. She
took corner OF her white apron
and wiped off some mud that had
caked on his forehead. Then she
laid her cheek down agaisst his
breast and Emmy knew that she
trying to feel the beating OF his
heart.
Her own heart seemed to stand
still with fear and agony and love
as she watched her.
Mrs. NIilburn raised her head
after a minute. and stared down al
her husbands face again. " should
never have let you 60 away from me
this morning." she said. quietly. as
if she were talking to him, and as
il he could hear her. III weed beer
home where we belonged. ! could
have kept you'll could have kept
you from this-couldn't II"
Then she turned her head and
looked up in Grandmother Pent.
lands face with eyes that were
quite dry and that had lost theiI
look of horror and fear.
You did this" she said, in a flat
voice. You sent him out OF the
! house when you knew he WASH
able to take care of himself.
should never have brought him
here. I knew it, and he knew 1t, too
We knew you never liked him iant
didn't want him: we knew we should
| have stayed at home"
She threw her apron over he
1T -
Gus eyes of the three old card play
ers, and at last she began to cry
She rocked back and forth on he
knees In her misery.
"Cha rlie-Charlie," she sobbed
her voice muffled by the folds o
the apron. you've never gone ava.
from me. You've never left me-
She turned her head from side I,
side, as II she were in terrible bodil,
pain.
Emmy dropped down beside he
on the floor. Mrs. Milburn let he
put her arms around her and wip,
the tears from her face. But sh,
seemed unaware of the girl.
Someone came into the hall
Emmy saw that it was the doctor
He was tall and thin, with coffin
shaped face and black beard-an
other grotesque figure out Of E.
dreadful dream.
He bent over Mr.. Milburn, VIII,
still had a debonair and well-dresset
look in spite of the thing that ha,
just happened to him. His hand
went over the checked waistcoat
the bright blue-and-yellow tie, tn
mud stained shirt. with its broad
blue mercerized stripes.
Then he Strengthened up an,
turned toward the silent waitin,
group in the hall He shook hi
head.
Mrs. Milburn looked up at hin
with eyes that seemed to have al
the blue washed out of them b,
her tears. leaving them gray a
grief itself.
Hes dead" she sang mournfull,
to herself. Hes dead-he's gon
-"And she walked past them al
and up the stairs. staring blindl
ahead of her as she went.
Not until then did the Tire
Fates. Mrs. Brett, Mrs. Derby. an
Miss Bunts. make up their mind
that there was nothing more to sta
for.
They got their wraps and Wake
out of the hushed house as the
might have walked out Of a theatc
after a very depressing. but never
theless good. third act of play.
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