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Vjll**ffl\ A !' COPYWunT 1693 DY-JCUPW«COTT CfIMRME*
It waa tho day after Tom Murray's ro
. He sat alono in his top floor dormitory
.t a table ranged with old letters, dusty
books, cravats, gloves, n few faded bon
tonnie-res, theater programmes and dog
pared manuscriptsn.il npon roll. A small
trunk, half filled, stood on tba floor bo-
Bide him and received his wearing appa
rel and books aa he pitched thi m in in
Tom was not tidy. Cleanliness of per
lon nnd a certain homngo to fashion were
matters of religion with him, but he
could not livo in an orderly room to save
hi" life. This alono might b.ive let rived
his Celtic origin bad It not markedly
shown itself in appearance and tempera
The thick hair growing closely over hia
forehead wns black as astrakhan and as
waved. There was a striking unfitness
between his moody blue eye-* and swarthy
akin. Dreamy, yet remarkably compre
hensive in some moments, were those eye*
of bis and nt other times almost opaque.
Something said or done could make the
pupils expand, a little door seem to open,
emitting a brilliant, blue flash, then dis
creetly close and tho shadow fall again.
His mouth was like a brave woman's,
full and finely curved, aud his merry
"mil.* showed teeth as white as a negro's.
A stalwart, youthful figure, squareshonl
lers that swaggered as he walked, easy
rtridea that carried him untiringly for
ong distances, told of a wonderful re
ervo of strength. Ho was the Irishman
if Milesian antecedents without a touch
>f the pale Saxon to blur the type. Al- >
hough American born, there was proba
cy his double among tho strapping young
Isliermen throwing th»;ir neta off the
:oast of Gal way.
A warning sun ray shot across his eye
lids and flashed beyond him like a needle
of gold, piercing tho dusty dimness of '
tho room, beforo he turned the key in
"It's getting late. There's not a min
ute to spare." And pulling out his watch
he [;ave a kick to the chair beside him
where he had flung the long sleeved al
paca gown and Oxford cap worn by the
theological students in Chelsea square.
There lay tho whole story of his re
volt. Ho bad thrown thrm off.
Not for au hour, nor for a night, to
find them awaiting him in the morning,
but forever. Until yesterday he had
worn these things ns the insignia of a
holy calling. They were no mure to him
now than is a'scepter to the king wbo :
"Poor old dadl Ho did want to see
ma in the pulpit. Tho picture I had
taken in these togs—how he loved it! ;
Well, it's all over for me. Goodby bos :
been said to every one. It'a all over for
him too. I couldn't pain him bo if he
He started up and took a turn around
tho room, his eyes softening with feel- :
"I wonder if he knows I've cut it all— ;
surplice and psalter, fasting and pray- |
Ing. I wonder if lie cares—now!" And I
Tom thought of a newmado grave in a j
"Perhaps ho knows better than I could
have told him in life," and he felt his
heart swelling, "that I wanted to please j
him, but I couldn't-—couldn't do it—be
causo of tbe something within me that
togged and protested and pleaded. Per
haps he knows."
Tho depression was t-hort lived.
Laughter closely follows -sighing when
run* is only .0, clean of heart and con
science aud blessed—or cursed maybe—
with the mercurial temperament, tbe
jay irresponsibility that in a crisis of |
life blips so easily into a plausible kind j
Tom gave a vigorous shake of his long \
legs and commenced bru-jhing bis hair
as if bis lifo depended on getting out its
obstinate wave, whistling as he wor!;cd.
To be sure, ho had very little of hia fa
ther's small patrimony left, and a very
misty future etretche<l before bim, but
the world was brighter today than it had
been in years. He need do violence to
hia inclinations no more. It was nil end
ed now—all that life whose demands his
soul had resisted, under which his rebel
lious heart had strained. How ho had
hated the monotony of it! He a preach
er, when ho so loved tho world and the
things thereof I What a mistake it had
During tho two years spent in the old
college hidden in a green, far western
comer of Twentieth street be had formed
no friendships. He was that marvelous,
isolated being, a college man without a
chum. The interests of bis companions
were necessarily clerical. His thoughts
had betn elsewhere, his burning desire
centered upon Buccess, but by a path
tbat wandered far from tbe hush and
sanctity of the church.
And yet there were some things of the
life renounced which the arti-t in him
would miss. The flow of music in the
little chapel- how often he had likened
tho quivering intensity of those rich or
gan notes to the tlirobbing of his own
unsatisfied heart—the altar sparkling like
an opal nnder the candle light oc saint*'
days; the twilight that met one softly in
the secluded paths while the chimes rose
in happier peals aa tho darkness deep
ened. \"es, tbe memory of these would
remain wi; h him forever.
At 5 o'clock be turned into Broadway.
The stream of late afternoon lou;
thronged tbat raceway ot fashion. He
braced himself and looked around with
eager, observant eyes, for to him who
knows the town and loves it it unfolds
a tale of never failing, never ending
charm. Tom felt a kinship to crowds
and tho awing of the surging life. The
perfume from a bank of roses on the
street corner came to him with the thrill
of an inspiration. A beautiful woman's
sidelong glance gave warmth to his im
agination. He was really beginning to
live. He was Cm .
When at length he came to an abrupt
pause, he stood before a stage door. It
was half hidden down a small alley, and
half filled with the scenery a wagon waa
unloading on tbe curb. He puked hia
way through the debris, stooped his
broad shoulders to enter the small door
and found himself the center of a quar
tet of grimy eyed workmen.
The close buttoned individual who
guarded the entrance was seated in the
farther shadow against a daub represent
ing a cottage interior. He screwed up
one dusty eye before answering Tom'a
question, and his voice was auggeative
"The manager? lait Mr. Plunket? I
d'no. Guess be ain't in."
"He wrote me to come today at 5."
FUt A Im\oi—Cllt ho si_t .ii |/U_ib*.CU I tilill
nation, his fcrrctlike glance npon the
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bar* tooted ol tbo heavenly joy, wber
I shook hla head helpleaaly and then Jerked
• dirty thnmb over bia ahonlder, Indicat
ing a narrow iron atairway at tbe left.
, Exhausted by the demand npon hia en
! durance, he disappeared an inch or two
in bis coat collar.
Tom waa in no mood to cavil. Ha fol
lowed the direction of tbe dirty thnmb,
cleared the ateps in two boanda and
fonnd himaelf in the back of the audito
For tho first tune he etood in an empty
theater in tbe daylight. How ghostly,
solemn, crude, it waa! To a nature like
his, ao sensitive to impressions, there waa
something appalling about it. He felt
bis enthusiasm ooze slowly, the hope that
had so buoyantly sustained him fall sud
denly, aa if a magic cord had been
The curtain was raised on a disordered
scene; a pillar of papier mache lay prone
across the stage la-side a piano swathed
in muslin; far np in the gallery the fig
ure of a charwoman waa dim and uncan
ny, her crooning sweeping across tha
emptiness; a bar of sunlight fell aslant
the shadow and drank up the swirling
dust. It waa • beautiful body from
which the w .ul bad fled.
How con Id he hope that some day each
of these folded seata would contain a tir
ing, thinking being who would listen
with interest, perhaps delight, to words
of his spoken on the stage, bnt coined in
a qniet room far away from the crowd?
For thia waa Tom'a dream—to ba a
writer of plays that tbe world he loved
would applaud, to be a factor in the life
of the theatir* around which for so long
he had secretly circled like a rrjtleaa
He tried to throw off the sickening
doubt, walked down tha aisle, and open
ing a door at tha back of a proacenium
box found himself behind tha scenes.
Gaslight and hurry were here. Scene j
shifters moved about dragging bulky
pieces of scenery, swearing at each other
in hoarse whispers. At a desk under a
Baring gaa jet screened by wire a large
man eat toying with his watch chain
while he leisurely dictated a letter to a
stenographer. A few men, whose blue
shaven lips proclaimed their calling, ob
sequiously awaited his pleasure. Tom
joined this group. A little crease grew
between his brows as he fixed his eyea
imploringly on the potentate who held
Ilia happiness in his hand.
But he had little misgiving aa te tbe
linn', answer. Surely his play waa ac
cepted else it would have been returned
ivith an abrupt line of refusal or a chill
tig silence, as many others had been.
\nxl yet—and yet—he must not hope, or
:he blow, if it came, wonld fall too heav
ly. Alterations might be requested or
ts appearance postponed for a year, or
.bis man might be overcrowded and had
lent for him merely to tell him of a bet
ter market for it. A pronounced and
positive success waa too sweet a dream.
These confused and burning surmiaee
ill melted into a breathless anxiety aa
10 found himself facing the manager,
vho lounged with fat, good humored
mportance, waiting for him to speak.
"I sent yon a play a few weeks ago.
Sou wrote me to come in today."
"Yes, to be sure," brightly. "You're
Mr. Dupont. Take a chair."
"No, my name's Murray, and tbe play
una a 'A Family FafcUsv.'"
Mr. I'lunket penniofl one of hia red
:■>-ebrowa to move slowly toward hia
"I wrote you to come?" Then he
paused, pursed up his lips, flopped hi*
patch chain. "You're mistaken, ain't
A chill crept over Tom and moved
under the roots of hia hair. Had he been
mistaken? Had there been a mistake?
"I didn't bring the letter with me,
But you aaked me to call tolay at 8* rel
ative to my play."
Without changing hia position Mr.
Plunket held out one fat white hand
where a huge cat's eye winked and
"Hand me that paper, Romney. 'A
Family Failing?* Now, let's see," and the
point of his brightly polished nail glanced
down a list. "Ah, jes, of course. It's
been declined. Didn t yon get it back?"
"No," was all Tom could say.
"Romuey, look in that upper drawer.
You made a mistake in writing Mr.—er
—Mr. Murray a letter. You're getting
so deuced careless I believe you're in
love, upon my soul."
Eomney colored and stuck his pen be
hind his ear.
"Yes, sir, I guess I did. I meant to
send it to Mr. Dupont about 'His Aunt*
Legacy.' Here's tbe gentleman's play,
Oh, tbat unknown man named Dupont
—how Tom envied and hated him in
that moment! He took the manuscript
like one only half awake. He beard Mr.
Plunket murmur an apology and briskly
wish him good afternoon. Still he linger**
id, looking down at tbe roll of paper.
"Do you think I could get it accepted
my where? Or could I improve it?" he
asked, and something in bis face moved
tho manager to a little pity and patience.
"I looked through it. The first scene
told me it wouldn't do. You want tbe
truth, and I'll give it to you—sentiment
be hanged I It's fairly good aa faraa
style goes. Yon might turn it into a
novel. But we want more than style
on the stage. We want action—we wont
life," and warming to hia subject Mr.
Plunket threw one ponderous leg over
tbe arm of his chair. "We want situa
tions—quiet, but ao subtly and intense
ly weighted with interest that a crowded
houao holds ita breath to see them de
velop. If yon can't do that—and it's
very evident yon can't—write a realistio
drums. I couldn't use it, of course, bnt
you'll find a manager who'll take it off
your hands fast enough.
' 'Stun yonr audience with daring leap*
Into real running water, ao tbat the lead
ing man comes before the curtain in
cased in rubber, dirt using a dampness
that makes the orchestra leader sneeze,
or thrill them with mine explosions, or
real engine*, or bridges that move.
There's money in work of thia sort on the
Bowery. Talk about tbe injustice of
managers to native talent! Bosh, all of
it. Art we fools? I'd give almost any
amount today for a society drama writ
ten by an American dealing in masterly
style with some of our pertinent social
questions and holding a true, sympathet
ic love interest. Or give me a startling
psychological study with plenty of fire,
give me a comedy that with a laugh tears
off the musk of society, give me a play
delicate aa a miniature, or give me one
painted in bold splashes snd those
splashes liko blood, and I'll find a place
for each of them *.oner or later. I can
get precious few of them from Ameri
cans. I can tell you. It would be better
if nine-tenths of our aspiring dramatists
threw their pens ia the river, went home
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mending shoe*. To be frank—l ear It,
my dear fellow, for yonr own Rood—for
atoff auch aa yon have there, prettily
phrased, bnt tame aa a flannel rabbit. I
bare no use."
"Do you think I could p,t It ucct*pK*-t
Aa Tom passed again through the emp
ty tin -iter the sense of shock departed. A
live ache leaped within him. He walked
on. not beetling or caring where his step*
led him. His throat was dry, a burning
sob far down in it that the man in bim
beat back. He had been a fool, then?
An egotistical dreamer?
Oh, the languor of helplessness, tlie
taunting pain of overthrow and loss, the
repugnance to the necessary effort of re
adjusting his conception of himself and
his life! Those who have known thia
feeling have tasted for one moment the
kernel of despair.
"How can I toll Virginia?" waa hia
A square room of goodly sue, the broad
windows opening on a low balcony and
beyond the shining panco Chelsea square.
It was large enough to meet the re
quirements of dining and sitting room,
the high walls bearing tha faded floral
decoration of an . irli,*r period. Tha
stained floor from which the polish had
long departed once knew the swish of
flounced petticoats, tea had undoubtedly
been sipped en the rusty balcony, the un
used carriage step at the curb had known
the pressure of arist<x*ratic toes.
But this was in the long ago, when tha
house was a private mansion, before the
| city had craw led upward to encroach on
, its suburban retirement, very long be
fore any oue dreamed that the iconoclas
tic finger of modest respectability, first
cousin to poverty, would one day steal
! the luster from its gilding, the color from
its bricks and convert the strings of am
ple rooma into floors for separate fami
The glare from tbe west turned the
| vine pattern on the cotton curtains into
j copper. Against them a girl leaned, glo
i rified by the waning splendor. Her anna
were folded reatfully on her breast. Her
i gaze was fastened on the gray college
; buildings opposite and the green close
i which gave such an old world touch to
j the street A deep sparkle rested in ber
eyes. She was impatient and sometime*
threw a glance down the tree lined pave*
| ment. where the lights in the street
lamps were beginning to tremble in •
network of leaves.
Two students, arm in arm, fluttered
past in their quaint gowns and looked
np at her window. They were talking
of Tom. She knew it. They were say
ing unkind things of him. Perhaps they
were sneering at what they called his
folly, his audacious worldliness.
Virginia threw back her bead, and a
confident smile lifted her gleaming lip.
How tln.-y would retract it all some dayl
For Tom was not like them. Hia waa an
untamable spirit, only maddened by rig
He had chosen to live with them for
tho future. How his young face and
light step would brighten np the place!
It waa sometimes so lonely and quiet
with only her father. A vision of win
ter nights aronnd a ruddy fire, of deli
cious, slow waning summer evenings on
tbe balcony, rose before her mind. They
would be happy, she knew.
A few feet from the tablo set for din
ner a quaint, yellow keyed melodeon
stood, and here Virginia impulsively
seated herself. Her fingers flickered over
the keys, the music filled the room, the
fainting light swam in her raised eyea
and ro.-ii.il her lif ted chin.
There was a subtle fire, a winning soft
ness, in the face. The hazel green eyea
t'lanced with intense life; a mysterious
smile clung to the lips so proudly cut.
Her brown hair, holding the gleaming
russet tone seen in eomo dying leaves,
was drawn up to the crown, where a
fluffy knot gave a chic, stately touch to
her small head. In charming consonance
with this warm brunette coloring her
skin was a pale, transparent olive. She
was tall, her figure youthful, independ
ent, her personality breathing n magnetic
And aa she played there, translating
the triumphant beauty of her dreams in
to harmony—dreamn that widened her j
narrow life and fed ber aoul—Tom en- |
tered unheard. The sonorous chorus
found no echo in his heart. Pale beyond
words, be stood quite sttU until Virginia
turned to him.
There was no need for speech. She,
who knew bis every expression, read the
truth in his face. It was pinched with
tbo pathetic revolt of the unsuccessful.
She was beside biin in a second.
'Tvo 1 -ten waiting for you, Tom."
Oh, to press ber cheek in a vehement
caress against bis arm—he looked so
worn, so desperate! Oh, to whisper that
hia pain was hers, for she loved him,
loved him! lint instead she could only
stand mutely there, her very heart melt
ing within her.
"I have failed," he broke forth in a
passionate, tt*-_s___sj whisper. 'I am
mad, Virginia. I could tear mj self to
He walked to tho window and for a
moment hid l.i". face on his arm. But
•he did not r'.ir M to lean ber open
pain: > npon tha tabic, H if l.i _i ing her
self to speak to him when the first
strength of U* I tonny despair had died.
"Look." ho muttered wildly, tearing
tho soiled manuscript from an inner
pocket, "here it is, pressing like a stone
against my heart. Wheirl went into the
theater. Virginia, I felt almost aa if I
had conquered. When I came ont, I I
walked the streets blind. I waa con
scious of nothing bnt an awful ache and
A shade born of intense feeling passed
' over Virginia's face. Dare she uttei th*
truth that burned her? It might seem
cruel to bim now, but in the end it wonld
She moved so that the laat bars of day
light fell upon her fiu*e. Her eyes met
"And do you despair ao easily?" sh*
asked clearly. "Yon are holding out I
your hands to fame, and because ahe
does not push her treasures into your
blind grasp for your first asking you rail
at ber coldness. Success is worth mor*
than that, Tom, or it's worth nothing."
"For my first asking?" he stammered ;
hotly. "Is this my first play?"
"But iv writing the others you only
scrv-ed au apprenticeship. They were
weak antl false—no, don't look angry.
Let me tell you the truth now and help
you if I can. Did you write of anything
yon knew or felt? Did you look into
your own heart aud write? Ko, Tom,
not even in tbis one did you do that. It
ia better than the other*, but still only a
I maatv _»•»»•»>»noun*•
dear," ahe aaid, and going still nearer to
him clasped her ;;. rc-elittle hands around
hia ana, ber acoanta sounding Inspired
on the silence. "Life!—it ia the watch
word of the new school."
"Ton didn't aay thia before. Ton let
' me plan and build like tbe conceited
. dolt I waa."
I Tom turned away in blind, unreason
ing rage. Hia kindest critic had gone
over to the enemy. If he had come to
her suffering from a physical wound and
ahe had strnck him in the face, it oonld
not have seemed more awful than thla
wanton tearing down of his faith in him
"Wonld it have been better, I wonder?
Well, perhaps. But as yon read me the
play I saw how yon loved it. One dis
couraging sen timer spoken then just when
yon were thinking of leaving the college
wonld have pained yon too much. I
couldn't aay it, Tom. I couldn't hurt
you so. Besides I doubted my judgment
She paused and threw back her head.
How fearless, how loyal she looked, aa
her eyea flashed and her lips smiledl
I "Now it has failed aa I feared. But
what of that? I know you well—have
we been friends so long for nothing?—and
I aay that when yon have fought harder
battles and perhaps failed again, when
you have suffered more, the men and
women you write of will be human. Some
day yon will be all I expect yon to be. I
know it I believe in you, Tom."
He conld not see her face now, but the
■ense of her nearness touched him \ ith
a swift, evanescent feeling of delight.
Something in her voice disturbed hia
I heart again to a dawning hope and a riot
of feverish questioning.
"I believe in yon, Tom." A forecast
of triumph rang in the words.
There waa not tine for more confi
dences before a light, irregular footstep
sounded in the hall. Virginia hurriedly
lit the lamp and looked intently at hei
father aa he opened the door.
What she saw there gave a quick,
strained anxiety to her expression, irre
i He waa a striking figure. His small
pink and white face and delicate feature*
told nothing of tbe insensate excesses in
which a fortune had been squandered.
Sixty yeara of life Lad whitened the hair
falling like floss from a bald crown, bnt
he did not cry quarter to Time, Age had
come and found him rebel lions. He kept
bis chin np and never confessed that
fierce premonitory tremors passed at un
looked for momenta over hia frame.
Hia clothea were youthful and un
usual. A cream colored coat, worn at
the seams, but stainless, fitted tightly,
foppishly at the waist and fell in a clerical
frock to the knees. A long brown cape
was folded acrosa his breast after the
manner ef a shawl. He belonged to tbe
paat quite as much aa the house he lived
in. As he swayed uncertainly in the
doorway be seemed to have stepped from
a forgotten canvas to be for a single mo
ment embodied in the lamplight.
"Ah, Tcm," and he wagged his head
unsteadily. "So yon have come over to
ns? Welcome! A guest beneath my roof
is always welcome. Eh, Virginia? Why
don't yon smile and say yes? If we are
poor, my girl, we know what hospitality
means. We know that a crust may be
divided among friends and taste the
sweeter for it. As sure—aa sure's my
name ia Rnfna Kent I'd rather—l'd
rather, by heaven, sit down with a
friend—mind, with a friend, that's the
point—to a dinner of herbs than in soli
tary magnificence before a stalled ox.
My sentiments, young man. As Touch
stone says, 'A poor thing, but my own.'"
"A fftiat btntath my roof It alway* u-cU
Tom took the proffered hand in ita
faultless glove and gave it a rough grip.
"Your guest?" he was thinking. "Yon
old scamp! You don't know that nearly
every penny of your beggarly annuity
goea to buy your clothes and whisky;
that Virginia does copying and painting
when you are asleep, and wears one
gown month in and month out tbat the
bills may be paid; that my weekly pay
ment for lied and board will be more
than acceptable. You don't know it,
and—no matter what Virginia says—l
think you wouldn't care a hang if yon
did. If yon had yonr deserts, you'd hay*
been pitched in the river loug ago."
Somehow hia own failure made bim
unusually bitter to Mr. Kent's short
comings. The world's hard knocks may
eventually teach resignation, but who
can say that while the bruise is aching
the brute within us does not snarl?
Aa the old man kissed Virginia on the
forehead, a pathetic paternity savoring of
the theatrical in the caress, he did not
dream how intensely Tom longed to call
him a few hard names in sound Anglo-
He stumbled a little and sank into the
most comfortable chair, hia murky eyes
"Teal Ah, what is more grateful to a
tired body than a cup of tea?" This waa
a staple remark, always delivered with
gusto by Mr. Kent after a lengthy com
munion with mixed drinks. "Tbe fra
grance of it! The sorcery of home is ex
haled from a cup of tea. But—l hope,
my dear, yon have something else. A
chop or a bit of salad."
Virginia watched him aa he looked
across the tips of hia delicate fingers in
fuddled meditation and felt her face
born. Her joyous anticipations of the
first night spent together had been de
plorably amiss. Tom was discouraged
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and silent, half angry with her and en
raged at the world. Her father had re
turned after one of his "bad daya," when
the remembrance of all he had misused
and lost stung him to drink and perhaps
to find the ghost of his old pleasures in th*
haxy enchantment offered by strong liq
Ah, there waa hope for Tom. Hs
wonld forget tbis disappointment Ha
wonld Join the race again. He had still
a lance to throw. But poor old dadl
Perhapa ahe did not half guess what
thoughts tortured him. She knew hia
annuity trickled through his fingers now
in small personal extravagances just aa
the thousands had gone when she waa •
little child, but she could not blame him.
To dress preeentably and drop in npon
old friends for a chat and a glaaa of port,
sometimes to dine with them in the club
where once he had shone with nnequaled
brilliancy or to pay for an orchestra
chair when an old comedy waa present
ed were the surviving joy* of his deca
dence. His friends did not know ia
what corner of the town he had hidden
himself, did not remember he had •
daughter. Frequently he forgot that fact
himself. And meanwhile Virginia work
ed and saved, stealing only odd momenta
for her reading and music, practicing
depressing economies that robbed her
cheeks of color and sometimes gave to
her deep eyea an expression of fear.
But she loved the old man. Her pity
j for what ahe termed his misfortunes
made her tender to his faults. Not ao
Tom, who had watched the pitiful little
| tragedy for two years. This exhausted
spendthrift, this cold materialist with a
dreamer's eyes, this autocrat with a voice
of honey, suave, dainty, well mannered,
he disliked as much aa hia native genial
Tom threw himself on a lounge and
shading his moody eyes from the lamp
light watched Virginia aa she went light
ly from cupboard to table, noted th*
streak of wavering pink staining her
cheek, the eagerness with which she hur
ried to anticipate her father'a maudlin
"Ah, Virginia, how stoical yon are!
hew steadfast! bow tender and passion
ate!" he thought, a deep, warm pity rush
ing into his heart.
And he had been impatient with her
for telling him an unpalatable truth,
had raged at one more defeat and turned
from her in bitterness! He had dared
to do this! Had he forgotten how often
he bad seen her smile in the face of do
His repentance, like all his moods, wa*
quick and intense, the desire to make
amends tormenting, unapiieasable. He
wanted to tell her what a brute he felt
himself. He waa conscious of a sudden
warm impulse to fold her in hia arms
and comfort her.
The physical helplessness of woman!
What a lovable misfortune it must al
ways seem to a strong man 1 Every move
ment of Virginia's young figure, the sub
dued expression of ,ier proud little
month, the dauntless pose of her head
appealed to him, awaking the instinct of
protection until it throbbed an impor
tunate fire in hia heart.
"If I could help her!" he thought, with
While regarding her more intently
than he knew, her eyes, those lovely eye*
more green than brown and tonight
more golden than green, met hia in a
questioning, entreating fashion, and tbe
look stirred him strangely. A warm flood
poured over his heart. His veins pulsed
heavily with an incomprehensible fever
never known before, and the pain of it
waa nervous and sweet.
As he had felt for a brief moment when
he stood by her side in tbe mysterious
twilight, so he felt now, only the atrange
netss, the pain, the delight, were intensi
fied a hundredfold. He drew his breath
with a feeling of awe.
After dinner he sat down to read. It
waa useless. His heartbeats were hot
and thick. A medley of indefinite spec
ulations crept between bim and tne
He threw himself upon his bed and
tried to think what he should do, now
that he had forsworn the ministry and
the possibility of success as a dramatist
had shriveled under that day's blight.
But that was useless too. He started to
his elbow and looked with excited eyea
into the darkness.
He felt he was not alone. It was as if
a presence stood at his side, a new truth
npon its lips, a gift within its hand.
"Do you not know me?" a voice of crys
tal sweetness seemed to whisper. "I
come to all men sooner or later I Some find
me early and some when youth is gone.
I como by strango ways. I weave strange
spells. Tbo heart that once feels my
lav it touch ii never the same again
There is naught to withstand me. Foi
I am Love."
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■Wllo far Pwfcllcallea.
L*»» Omrs ay Soars Yasima. Warn.,*
Merck I?. MM. 1
Notice I. herel.r given that Ik* billowing
..mad antler ha. filed notice ot hi. Intenilon
« mak. nn«! proof in s,:|.|.,rt of hi. claim, and
•iat said (.root will in made before regl.ier and
.•.-elver at N.irlh Yakima. Waah .on April Tl.
594. Tli. Ira l.lvrngood. aho made homestead
■*-*I ■**> BM lor the nS ol u» ', see 14, twp 14,
He names the fnllowlug wltnaaaest.i pmre hit
otioiioia resldene* upon and rnlllvatlon of
.1.1 land. Tlr: Jeaa *f. Hlatt. (Irant Lewie.
ewls Hlatt and John stereown. all of Cow*
t bee. Wash. .
Auy person who dealres lo protest scslnsl tbs » -
ll.iw.nee of sneh proof. or who know, ot an.
ihal.ntlal ,r-....n nnder the law aud ihe i-e-pt
stlon. of tbe Interior department, whr am h
ns.f .b.inld not be allowed, will he -rl* en an
i.portnnlly at the above mentioned time and
see to ***** examine the wtinesae. of said
sonant and to ofTer evidence In rebatlal of
iat submitted l.v claim.nt
•j* 1 *• f. SaaLLian. Kegltier
Katie* tar i-uhii, ailaa.
latT.BST.T.s I.AMnOrrtra, I
NoaTH Tama, Wash , March 15, 1594.1
Notice I. hereby given Ihat Joseph Harth..let.
r.Frauk Uarthnlel. Matthias Bartholet. John
.lth.. -t. I,„ . Harth..l.-t. Ir . Mary , ( onollr
ertrtide Fechter. Kalle nervals; helrsand only
elrs of Anule Marie Manh,.let deceased of
onh -i.kima. .tat j of Waskla-rton, karri filed
■nllce of luteullon to make proof on t heir desert
and rlalm No i4P. for the ne» 4 . ni. f n wt se'i
fSvb.Pt-. "'» '"'' •*'«"' **»•**• -*'.'«P
I n. r-toe. liefore tbe register and receiver at
.'orth Yakima. *VeahlugUin, ou .-ialiirdav. tha
ilstdajrot April, I*9l w
Ihev name the f.illowluK wilues.es to prove
ie c .mplete Irrigation and reelainatlfiu of said
and: *. J. Ha, ts. ot Zillah. Wash : | it r.irk
,'l; "J -i""" Yakima. Waah.: M. II Steveu.. of
*lll.h. Wash., A. B. Hlckenbuttom. of North
Yakima A. F. bHSMiao,
Umitsp Btatss Laws Orncs,»
NogTH YAKISA. W.SH., M -it. II rX, 1594.1
Notice Is hereby given that Amasa »'. Walker
■as tl led n nice of hi. Intent),, u u< niabe final
ommutatlon proof before register aud receiver
it t belr of Hie In North Yakima. Wash .ou vat
inlay, the nth day of April. :»-it, oa timber rul
.ire Application No. 1470. for the uv»'. i>f*sei tino
»... -V. ill township No. In n, rauge No xte
He names a. witnesses: N. B. Stone, Thome.
HcCabe, W. U. Stone, 11. J. Bieknell, ail ot Zll
ah. Wash. a. F. Hnsliinu,
fceili c far 1'.u.11. one...
BUM Htaths I ..st. Orricg.i
V.Rin Yakima. Wash . Manh *.. 1-n i
Notice I. hereby given that Bcnjamlne W.
Vile. ha. filed notice of Intention to make com
nutation final proof before register and receiver
st their office In North Vaklma Wash., ou Sat
urday, the llth day of April. IS9|, on timber
■nlture application No. 149,. tor the u><; of se'i
-HMBMM •wli of -tectlou No. 4, in township
in 8 n. range No. 24 east. w. M
He usm« a. witnesses: (Jeorgc- Wilgn..
h.rlc. Harre.lt. John Wright, Wm. Baebbnlli:
ill of freer A F. HHgi.uao,
Italic* tar Fakllcaileta,
I.ASD OMM At NoaTH Vlliai. Wash./
„,. . . . February 2U, 1894.1
Notice is hereby given that tbe following
named settler haa filed notice of hla Intention to
make final pnaif in support of hi. clilm.and
that said proof will be made before register
and receiver at North Yakima. Wash . on April
■'. Iv.M y|> : William a. Clark, who made home
.lead application No. 717. tor tbe «', of uwl. and
Ma swW, Me. 4. twp 14 n. r 17 e.st.
He names tbe lollowlng witnesses to prove hi.
eoiitintioiiß residence upon aud cultivation of,
s.id laud. rli.: N. ». Hecox. Aimer llnelalr. L.
it Wilder. X Denton; all ol Nortli Yakima,
Any person who desire, to protest against the
allowance of inch proof, or who know, of any
substantial reason, under the law aud the regu
lation, of the Interior department, why such
proof should not be allowed, will be given an
opportunity at the above mentioned time aud
place to cross examine Ihe witnesses of said
claimant, and to offer evidence In rebuttal of
that submitted by claimant.
Ml A. F. -ski us,,, Rcgl.ter.
Nolle* far i*„bii, alien.
LAKD Orricg at Nobtb Yakima. Wish., /
.... , . . Fgsai'ASV'Jl. 1894. i
Notice Is berebv given tb.t the following
named settler has filed notice of hi. intention to
make flnal proof In .npport of hi. claim, and
that Mid proof will be made liefore Register and
Receiver at North Vaklma. Wash ,on March 31,
1594. vli: Owen B. Whitson. who made borne- a***
stead application No. 1161 for the sw'i sec .14. to/
Us r 17 c W M. V
He names the following witnesses to proyehl.
cintiiinous residence npon and cultivation of
said land vis: John »,'. Keed. Lorenzo li. Morris.
and Johu P. Mark., of Ahtauum P. 0.. Wash.,
aud Johu W. Hliesrer. of Wide Hollow, Waah.
Any person wbo desires to protest against the
allowance of such proof, or wbo know, of any
atil.ata.itla! reason, nuder the law and the rega
lation. of the interior department, why sucb
proof should not be allowed, will be given an
..tiportnnlty at the above mentioned time and
place to cross examine the wlluesses of said
claimant, nnd to offer evidence in rehtital of that
submitted by claimant. A. F. t-NKI 1.1.M..
■Notice lor Publication.
I'aiTKD Statks Land Orrtcg, i
Nokth Yasima, Wash., March 1,11,91.1
Notice I. hereby riven that Theodore 0. Btone,
•if North Yakims. Wash., ba. filed notice of in
tention to make proof on hi. desert land claim
No. is-!, for tbe sw!i "'.. ■"»»« *v\i and frl «w!i
sw'/i sec 6, twp 12 n r SB c. before register and re
ceiver at North Yakima, Wash., on Monday, the
9th day of April, ism.
He name, the following witnesses to prove
the complete Irrigation and reclamation of said
land. I), c. Stone, D. Bunnel:. E F. Burt, W. T.
Clark, all of North Yakima, Wash.
«*6t A. F. BNELI.INO. Register
NellCC lor l-ulill, a 11.,,,.
t'HiTii) Statu. Land Orncs. i
NoaTH VIKISI, W.sh.-Fcli 27, KH I
Notice Is herehy given that Tlm.itii. I. Lynch,
administrator lor the heir, of the estate of
Charles F. I'bambers, ,le,-e*.**-.*il. ba. filed notice
ol intention to make filial commutation prool
before register aud receiver at 1.1, office lv North
Yuklma. W..h.. on Halurrtay, the 7tb day ol
April, !*.'!». on tlmbe** culture application No.
11-.-*. for the *', 30l ue'-i ao 1 si a ot n w', of section
No. 12. in township No. 12 north, range No. 1*
east, W. H.
He name, .s witnesses: Tlmothv 1.. Lynch,
I'li.rles 11. Kinney, tleorge F. Asbbaugb, Will
iam smitl.; all of Antaniiiu. Wash.
G6t A. F. MNKLLiMi, Register.
•Hollce far I'llbll. Hllon.
United Statks Land Office, )
horth Yakima, Wash., March G, 1894. (
Notice i. hereby given that Mary L. Coe,
of North Yakima, Waah., has filled notice
of intention to make proof on her desert
land claim No. 508. for the el sej sec. 6,
twn. 12 n., r. 20 c. W. M., before register
snd receiver at North Yakima, Wash., on
Monday. Ihe 16th day of April, 1884. She
ii.mes ihe following witnesses to provs th*
complete irrigation and reclamation of said
land: John A. Brown, C. A. Mills, E. F.
Burt and 8. D. McDonald, all of North
Yakima, Wash. A. ¥. Snellino,
* "'■ Register.
*i-.iicr far i-ut.ii, ..n0,..
Unitkd Statks Lasji Offkk, i
North Vakima, »uh„ March 7, 1894. (
Notice is herehy given that Luther 8.
Howlett has tiled notice of intention to
make final commutation pioof befor register
tnd receiver st their office in North Yak
ima, Wash., ou Saturday, Ihe 14th day of
April. 1894, on limber cultnre application
No. 1471, for the ej *.*■ ( and lou I aud 4 of
•co No 18, iv twp. No. 10 north, range No.
23 c. Or, M. He names a. witnesses: Na
thaniel B Stone, Thomas Mct'abe, W. D.
Stone and A. C. Walker, all of Zillah.
Wj*. A.F. Snelunc,
' "•■ Kegi.ter.
Notice far I'ut.il, nilon.
United States Land Office, '
North Yakima, Hull., March 7. 1894. )
Notice is hereby givei that Kirk Deiter
ha. filed notice of intention to, make final
commutation proof before regiater and re
ceiver at their office in North Yakima. Wash,
ou Saturday, the 14th dsy of April. 1894,
on !i.,-.her culture application No 14C9, for
the «ej of ,-c N„. v, j n tW p. No. 10 o. r 22
c. W. M. He name, v witnesses: Nathan
iel B Stone. Thomas McC.be, W. D. 5...n- ..^^
and A C Walker, all of Zillah. Huh.
* et* A. F. Snklu.no, Register.
I'rot.Mte (.ml Malice.
*V, h~, l>*-"r>o* ! °«rt ol Yakima eountr, .tat*
In the matter ol the estate of James 11. Adams.
Mi-***** Notice I. hereby given that Fhoehe
li. Adams, s.lmliilsirstrli of Mid estate has ren
dered anil Hied In this court her annual account
ol 5.1.l esl.rr and that Saturrla,, the -.'lth day of
March. A n. iMu.al the hour *>'M* o'clock a m
•I tbe coumy clerk's oilce In North Yakima'
has been appointed hy tbe court for the hearing
of .aid accouut at which time and pi. any
p'taou Inlerened In said estate may aopcu- anil
file his exceptions, iv writing, to said account
aud contest the seme. -^xv...
Dated this -_*th day of February. A I) imt
„ „„ J-M. BROWN, Couuty Clerk.
9f H. B \ ...oh.*.. Deputy. Vlt
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