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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, December 29, 1914, LAST EDITION, Image 18

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THE EYES OF THE BLIND
By John Cameron
(Copyright by W G. Chapman)
Everybody in Erpingham pitied
Dorothy Lee. She was a sweet girl, J
and it was agreed that it was a great
pity she was so homely.
"It ain't a fair handicap," said old
Mrs. Howell, who kept the post office.
"It's hard enough for a girl to get
married in New England, anyway, but
with her looks I say it ain't fair."
Dorothy's father probably indorsed
this view, but the hard-headed old
farmer was too practical a man to
worry about his daughter's looks.
Dorothy lived alone with him, her
mother being dead. What she thought
on the subject she never disclosed.
She must have known, however, that
there was a reason why she was al
ways a way-flower at parties and was
never invited on picnics and such fes
tivities. When she was twenty-five Tom
Lanark came home after an absence
j of six years in the West.
I Fabulous stories preceded him. He
had found a gold mine in Nevada, one
of the richest in the world, it was said,
and the glare of the sun on the alkali
plains had 'seared his eyeballs until
he could only distinguish light from
darkness. So he had come back at
thirty, to resume life no, not to re
sume it, but to take up its burden
alone in the old house that had given
him birth.
With the best willjn the world few
people, after the first, greetings, could
spare the time to visit a blind man.
Tom Lanark was not so helpless as
to need a body servant, and that
.made his loneliness still more pa
" thetic.
"I wonder what Margaret Barnet'll
have to say to him now," said the
village gossips.
Margaret Barnett had been an old
flame of Tom's in the bygone days.
But if there was any idea that she
would link her life to a .blind man's
Margaret, who was "running" with
the banker's son, dismissed it
promptly.
"I want a live one-when I get mar
ried,' she said. And Dorothy wit
nessed a snubbing -which Margaret
administered to Tom in the street, in
front of her house.
She saw the blind man trying to
peer after the.girl'whose shrill, scorn
ful laughter echoed through the quiet
street, and an, excess of pity over-
5t ifT
Trying to Peer Afte the Girl
came her shrinking, and she hurried
out
"Mr. Lanark," she said quickly,
conscious thatber-words were almost
belond her control, 'Tv am Dorothy
Lee. Don't you' remember met?"
Tom Lanark f eltlor her hands and
took them in his. "Indeed I do," he
answered warmly, "I have often
thought of .you since I have been
away."
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