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"That is more than I can promise,"
"But vou must, Robert, you must.
I can't live happily unless you come.
You are a brother to us more than
a brother " She stretched out her
thin arms to him. " ---
Amazement showed itself on the
doctor's face. "Elsie," he cried eager
ly, "do you mean you mean ?"
"Yes, I have always loved you.
There!" cried the girl, with flaming
cheeks. "Now you can go, then "
The doctor took her hands gently
in his. "Elsie," he said, "after
after you became my patient I
knew what a mistake I had made.
Honor held me mute as it held your
sister. Elsie, I have loved you and
not her all these months of your ill
ness. You have been dearer to me
than anyone on earth. And so," he
added, smilingly, "I am still going to
marry into the family."
It was a noisy, quiet courtroom,
There sat a young man old in years.
There was a smile upon, his face,
His eyes were full of tears.
As he sat there in the courtroom,
Awaiting there for trial,
The judge was all attention,
He was sleeping all the while.
This poor young man was a rich
His good friends were all bad.
He worked for a bank that had no
And he stole all they had.
Excitement reigned in the courtroom
As a woman staggered in.
She scarcely weighed 300 pounds,
Her face was drawn and thin.
"That villain," she cried, "he is my
The only son I've had.
His brothers they were always good
And he was always bad.
"Long before he was horn.
He was our pride and joy.
I don't know what he's here for,
But please don't hang my boy."
GIRL SLAYER OF FATHER NOW
WILL SUPPORT FAMILY
Croton-on-Hudson, N. Y. "I didn't
mean to shoot him. I didn't want to
kill him," sobbed little Eva Tice, the
13-year-old murderess of her father,
as she sat in the parlor of Sheriff
Decker's home here" after being freed
by a jury of the crime. "Father was
choking mother," she said. "I got
the pistol and then it went off. I must
now go to work and help to keep my
little brothers and sjsters."
Hon. Muriel Burns, best woman
marksman in England, has set her
self the task of supplying grouse and
other birds for wounded soldiers. She
is the owner of extensive moors over
which the shooting will be done.
All the parks, gardens and availa
ble open spaces of Vienna are tobo