A TERRIBLE MOMENT
1 By Vfqtor Radcliffe. .
(Gppyright:'by-W? G. Chapman.),
GrayhafrsTyes, plentyof them,
as yoVsee.vGamein a nigfit; too. You
haverred'of tha'tini-many. an eerie
taleVof-:fictioh . Iiet-me te.ll; you. one
vhere it"'as ln"actual occurrence. I
amthemah-x;t6;-.tell.'iti for. rwas one
of tfie-mai&acbts in.'the life draiiia
veryfiieaTiy?avtragedy. " r-
iwas". yqUng. fafid foohshMnV those
old'tiays", -especially so oyerJthecGlad-
"Sqrne,, Dark Night We'll. Capture
, ' Evans."
don girls', Mary and Bertha. The latter-Was
"the younger sister, but I fav
ored Mary. .She was sweet, geiitle,
gracious. Bertha was just the Teverse
rompish and a coquette. A lover's
tiff with Mary caused an estrange
ment She was only pained but si
lent. I .resented what I called her in
.diff erence, afrd, ;like '.the sajlowj sOfilfa
joised being I was, set about' making
things worse, believing I was inde
pendent and smart.
Bertha was ready for any innocent
frolic. I made up to her, and it pleai
.ed her fickle nature to boast that she
had stolen her sister's suitor away.
Perhaps she liked me, but when Ross
Evans came along shechanged her
Young Evans was a fine, manly fel
low, but I was in such mood that dis
content with my work, jealous, con
celt and a miserable chagrin over
Mary's-calm, quiet ways combined to
make me bitter and vengeful. Evans .
had come to work in the drafting de
partment of the great Vulcan Iron
Works. ''He was bright, clever and ac
commodating, but. the first time I saw"
him in Bertha's company, and noted
the- mischievous twinkling in her
bright eyes, I marked him down for
my worst enemy. I visited the Glad
dons no more, and lined up with a
rapid group, shirking my duty at the
bank days and wasting my tune
I met (Mary on the street one day,
and she looked reproachfully at me, I
fancied. I was in my usual ugly
mood, however. I hung 'my head at a
thought of how she. must know, about
the bad company I was keeping, and,
slunk away without speaking to 'her.
A very bad crowd it was, indeed the
worst of the reckless groups of loiter
ers about the town.
There was a young fellow named
Dave Tompkins, who was a member
of the reckless" group I was. training'
with. In some way he fathomed my
feelings regarding the Gladdons. One;
evening when we were 'together he
made the casual remark:..
"I suppose you'feel none tod kindly
towards that fellow Evans?"
"Kindly!" I snarled, in my very
worst mood at the time, for I had
been called down about my shiftless
work at the bank that "day by the
cashier "I hate him!"
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