Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1929-04-10
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BY JJEFFERSON FARJEON cpmHAp nH cmnr sAmHmM
Copyright. 1917. By Central Press Association, nc.
By JEFFERSON FARJEoN

to unwind the mile they had just
walked.
They had taken Is minutes to
reach the car. They took two to
get back. At the gate Of Coomber
House, they stopped, and Rupert
sprang out.
What are you going to do?" ask
ed Charlie, instinctinvely lowering
his voice.
Find out whether Brown still
wants to sleep in q shed" replied
Rupert. I'VE ought to give him one
more chance Of a comfortable bed
especially as it's now quite certain
the girl isn't in the house"
Bet he doesn't come" murmur-
ed Charlie.
Rupert passed through the gate,
and tiptoed to the she'd. A snore
greeted him. One Of the sentr1eS
slept.
But the other was wide awake,
and advanced to the entrance as
Rupert drew up.
you've found your car, then"
said Brown. Il heard you coming"
Eyes, it's outside" replied Rupert.
Want to come along in it?"
mo, thanks"
Think again. Our lady isn't in
the house"
How DO you know"
Because we found a lady'S glove
button in the car. It was she who
went off with it. So what's the good
Of waiting?"
Brown hesitated. He was i'm
pressed by the news. A comforta-
BILE bed at an inn had it's advan-
tages. But, just suppose .-.?
He shook his head.
She may come back he said,
slowly. "IIl stay"
Right" said Rupert. and held out
a packet. Here's a bit Of supper.
The rest Of the sandwiches. And
here's a fresh box Of matches, too.
You ma need EN-. Good night.
Well put I'D at the nearest inn that
IdL1 JdhC nOf 1lAA R6J J1A J
visit in the morning"
That's the idea" nodded Brown
Good night"
Then Rupert smiled, in a friendly
fashion. and departed. And Brown
listened to the departing car, ano
swore that he wasn't afraid.
The clock in the distance struck
IL as he slipped the box of matches
into his pocket and opened the
packet of sandwiches. "A few feet
away from him. Ted Snored, with
q click. If there was one thing
Brown hated. it was a click. He
sat in the entrance to the shed, a:
far from the clicker as he could, anc
munohed. He wasn't in the Least
hungry. He was too full Of emo
ton. But he thought it wise to stok'
up, and he forced three sandwiches
down his rehelliouS throat.
But as he raised the fourth sand.
wich for its second bite, it remained
suspended in the air. It was not
destined a second time to reach hi
open mouth. A light had appeared
once more in the empty house.
It is not only when you arr
drowning that your past life rise:
before you. Other poignant mo-
mentS can produce the same effect
such as a light at IL p. m. in ar
empty house; and although Brown
had vaguely desired that light, OF
some similar manifestation to in
cite his dormant ancestral spirit, he
passed now through a very bad mo-
ment.
During that moment he saio
goodbye to several pleasant mem
cries. He recalled a party at which
when seven years old, he had kissed
a girl of nine. He recalled the day
he had got his job. He recalled a
score of 27 not out. He recalled his
mother, with peculiar vividneSs. She
had been dead a long while, as soon
HE would be; and when Brown was
dead, Of course he would not be able
To think any more OF all these
things. That was why he had To