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Image 3 of Jeffersonian (Jeffersontown, Ky.), November 14, 1912

Part of Jeffersonian (Jeffersontown, Ky.)

". Til- -' the dining room together. would prove it now," she said. "Oh," she con- Miss Ellen came In late, for it only leveled your have been unlike her to have stayed tinued, "if you had voice ridicule at me aloue! But father, poor away. In a perfectly natural away. see she told them I had been called am glad be will not oid father! colothat last letter. He wonld hardly think Bud begged me to stay, and the nel and Mrs. Turpin made me promise that one funny." night was a disShe looked at me. and her eyes sud- to come again. That wonld not' play mal one. Miss Ellen denly seemed to blaze with scorn and left the and soon went to her mom. contempt next morning. Bud remaining from his "Yes, I see It all now. and the wonMiss der is I did not see It before. It was work to drive me to the station. hall, Kllen bade me farewell In the he whom yon described as a broken my hand. As the down aristocrat who descanted on but avoided taking wagon turned into the cedars I looked politics and wrote pieces to the paper telling the president bow to run the back, and only the colonel and Mrs government It was mother who dress-?- Turpin were standing on the porch to 1 hardly spoke In wornout velvet gowns and sat In wave me a farewell. made him Bud on the way. but itate at the dinner her daughter had to any one should get III cooked, and it was I who cooked the promise that if at the Pines he would write to me at nocdinners and played sonatas and 1 found a letter turnes for the amusement of ouv once. At the station from the managing editor telling me guests. God. why did I not see you was the clevas you were? Yes. and these are the that my last contribution had ever done erest bit of writing hands," she cried in anguish and scorn, paper had advertised anholding them toward me that I might and ttifcthe other one for the following Sunday. see them, "that have cooked your I tore his letter into fragments and. meals for the past four weeks, and going to the telegraph office, wrote out these are the same hands that played the following telegram and sent it: for you while you smoked your pipe Accept my resignation. I will leave for and heard father descant on polities! the west tonight on personal business. How poor and miserable we must have I grasped Bud's hand, but was unseemed to you! All that I could have able to speak a word. I boarded the forgiven, but you dared to soil my skin train and sat for hours, my head restThey will burn ing on my hands, wilb my face turned with your kisses. deep here." she said, pointing to her toward the Pines, my soul full of sadfingers, "long after your Ingratitude ness, with not a ray of sunlight In my has been forgotten." heart Ellen, for God's sake have pity!" I (To be continued.) cried. "I have laughed at your poverty as if It were my own. I am rich I never told this to you before and Porto Rico's New Wonder. felt that the only use of my wealth In Krotn far away Porto Rico come rethe future would be to relieve the burdens of those you love. This night-n- ay, ports of a wonderful new discovery was going that is believed will vastly benefitthe this very afternoon to ask you to be my wife, from which people. Ramon T. Marehan, of moment your father, mother and broth- Barcheloneta, writes "Dr. King's new er would have been mine also. It was discovery is doing splendid work here. this very poverty and the fortitude It cured me about five times of terwith which you bore It that have made coughs and colds, also mv me love you. After you spoke this aft- rible a ernoon I could not tell you of my love brother of severe cold in his chesi and more than 20 others, who used until I had confessed first that I was the author of the letters which wound- on my advice. We hope this great medicine will yet be sold in every ed you so deeply." "1 sm glad you spared me that last drug store in Porto Rico.'' For throat humiliation. I can never forgive my- and lung touble it has no equal. A self for being happy in your company trial will convince you of its merit. or for spurning the hand stretched out 50c and $1.00. Trial bottle free. Guarto lift us from this degradation." by all druggists. Advertise"Squire Hawkins." 1 said In bitter- anteed 'It Is the only way you could ever entered Both Sides The Shield I By Major ARCHIBALD W. BUTT, One of the Heroes of the Titanic and President Taft's Military Aid. company. 1906, All 1 by J. B. Llpplncott rights reservwt. 1 The opportunity came sooner than 1 thought, for, the next day beinj: damp and chilly, we remained Indoors, Bud alone being forced to face the rain. Mrs. Turpin had gone into the kitchen to get warm, she said, for the sitting room was damp and bad for rheumatism. I was only waiting for the colonel to go for bis afternoon nap to speak what was in my mind to Miss Ellen. Presently the looked up from a book she was reading and siud: "Father, there was another of those letters copied In the Augusta papers yesterday." As I heard her words my heart seemed to cease pulsation. I bad never known that they had seeu these letters, for they had not spoken of tliem before, probably because they did not want me to see them. My face grew scarlet, and I was thankful that the room was gloomy and dark. "Yes. Ellen." he said, "even some of our own people laugh at us when they get rich, so we cant expect our enemies to do less. Have you got the paper, my dear? I had to laugh over that last description of what we had come to. It was very, very funny." "Funny! Oh. father, to think that you can see anything funny in such misery as he depicted! The writer does not see with the eyes of a gentle man or else he is blinded by prejudice or prosperity. How I should loathe to be such a man! I did not want you to see this last letter, father, so I burnt the paper. It was too true, too true!" she cried, and I saw her eyes fill with tears. She laid her book aside and went to the window to mend a rent in the lace curtain, but I thought more to hide her feelings from us. "The writer does not see with the eyes of a gentleman." With that one sentence she had shattered to pieces every argument I had used to myself that day in the room. She had not made use of any choice rhetoric, such as I had used to describe her, nor did she study the effect of her phrasing, but with ' one natural sentence, spoken from the heart, she seemed to paint me as 1 was or as she would always think of me after this. I realized how far my ambition had carried me and how low my literary Instincts, as I had thought them then, had sunk me. In the re action I saw myself as others would see me, and in my remorse I believed that I had sacrificed her for some temporary advantage in my profession. And I had fancied that she would understand, forgetting that her scale of honor and truth was as far above mine as heaven is above earth. In the silence that followed I suffered a lifetime of ordinary humiliation. To be unknown and yet denounced was like being alone with truth. My identity should be hid no longer, and I resolved to tell her that it was I she had denounced. As low as I seemed at that moment, I was not so low as to take her hand until I had confessed all. The past month rose before me. and I asked myself If I was indeed a pen tleman measured from their standpoint At any rate, I could not remain one and be silent The colonel crossed the room and passed out Into the hall. I got up and stood leaning on the back of the chair In which I had been sitting. "Miss Ellen," I said, "I have something Important to say to you. It is not what you think," for a pained expression came into her face. "It is a confession 1 have to make." "Yes, Mr. Palmer," she said and turned from the window to face me. The sun had come from behind a bank of clouds and crimsoned the checkered panes of glass, and her hair, catching the rays that filtered through them, framed her in a halo and to me gave her the appearance of a saint. Her face was pale, and her long eyelashes were fringed with tears. "Miss Ellen," I said softly, "It was who wrote those letters." For a moment she did not speak, and when she did her voice seemed passionless. "Then It was you, after all," was what she said. "I had refused to entertain the thought even until you yourself confessed it. Even now it seems too horrible to believe. And 1 stopped speaking to my best friend merely because she half playfully suggested that it might be you." She said this more to herself than to me. "Why did you not tell this to me before," I said, "and I would have explained "Why did I not tell your she asked, her voice breaking with anguish. "Because I thought you were n gentleman and you were our guest It would have been an insult to have mentioned it. Such a suggestion would have been a reflection on him you ridiculed and on me, whom you would have made believe you loved had you dared to speak the lie upon your lips." "Love you!" I cried. "I would die for you!" j 1 r C 1 o Copyright 6lol e Security $ Coan Comp Playing the 1 1 ment ness. "Yes. Squire Hawkins, whom you would have insulted as you have us. And to think that Just because I had listened to him I believed myself unworthy of your love! You must ex- ie me now." she added in cutting tones, "for I must go to prepare your diuuer. I suppose there will be one less to provide for tomorrow!" She started to leave the room, but I stood In front of her. "No, I will not go. You do not It was with love welling in my heart that I wrote that last letter. I had been ordered home, and I wrote that letter that I might stay another fortnight. After you had promised to be my wife I would have told you all, and together we would have read it. and In the richness of the future we would have laughed over it together. No, I will not go. I will stay and They will tell Bud and the colonel. understand and plead for me. And If you love me" "If I ever did you killed it the mo- HEALTH To OFFICERS Fight Hookworm in Jefferson County Fiscal Court Ap- propriates $500. War will be made on the hookworm in Jefferson county outside of Louisville beginning next week under the direction of Dr. W. W. Richmond, of the State Board ot Health, and Dr. B. W. Smock, of the Couuty Board of Health. For the extinction of this deadly parasite the Fiscal Court at its session Monday afternoon, appropriated $500 to begin the work, and if more is necessary the court will see that it is furnished, it is said. It is estimated by Dr. Richmond that it will take between $800 and $1,000 for incidentals in connection with the campaign against the disease. Dr. Richmond's salary is paid by John D. Rockefellow, who has furnished the Kentucky State Board of Health $20,000 for the purpose of ridding the State, of the disease, but it is claimed a number of assistants are required to handle the work. ment you confessed to have written so about one you professed to love, one whom you should have protected and have helped to hide from the world that whic h she feels so degrades her, instead of which you hold it up to publicity and to the scorn of the world. Don't You cannot stay here longer. force me to tell father or my brother. That would be more than I could bear." She put her hand toward a chair as if to keep her from falling. I came a step nearer, but she drew back Involuntarily, steadying herself and looking me in the face, and with a voice vibrating with emotion said: Flagged Train with Shirt. "Don't touch me! 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Game The man was going to get mamu He had sown his wild oats, and now Well off, he meant to settle down. sportsman, a good looking, a first-rat- e favorite with men and women alike, the Fates spinning busily had smiled upon him at birth and had woven only gold threads In the woof of his life. For years he had lived the life of the smart young man about town. He had done the same thing In the usual way, he had been neither very good nor bad; in his own words, the favorite words of British youth, he had always "tried to play the game." It was because he felt it Incumbent upon him to play the game that he decided to tell the woman he was going to marry of a certain newly closed episode in his life. The consideration that perhaps It would be as well for her to hear the tale from him firsthand, instead of embroidered with lies on a foundation of truth, as she might hear It from Bome one else, may have counted for something, too. But the reason he gave himself as he knotted his tie carefully before the mirror on the fateful morning of confession was that he "must play the game." "I hardly know how to tell you, dear," he began awkwardly, standing tall and perfectly groomed on the hearthrug that afternoon. It's so difficult to speak to women pure women, like you about certain things, but the fact of the matter is, I've been an awful rotter, Evelyn, and I feel It's up to me to own it You're not marrying a saint, you know." woman in the big The big armchair looked up at him sweetly out of innocent blue eyes: "Dear, I do know," she said gently. He moved uncomfortably. "But it's just what you don't know," he told her, "that I'm worrying about. I'm not thinking of cards and racing, and things like that It's about women Especially I want to speak to you. one woman." He paused, and bit his Hp nervously. "Ah!" said the woman softly, looking down. "She was a nice little thing," went on the man. "Not quite a lady, you know, but very pretty and all that. . . Her father drank. She ran away from home. Hadn't a friend in the world when I picked her up. Only the streets in front of her. A good woman like you, Evelyn, can't realize what the horror of that means. . . . I took a flat for her." "Ah!" said the woman softly, looking down. "I lived with her more or less for three years,' 'went on the man, gathering courage from her passiveness. "She was very grateful for all I had done for her; she was really quite a nice little thing. But, of course, that's all over and done with now. I settled up finally with her today. I shall never see her again. There was no reason for you ever to know, Evelyn, only that felt it wouldn't be quite playing the game not to tell you." "What has become of the girl?" asked the woman, still softly and still looking away. The man shrugged his shoulders. "Still in the flat. I presume," he said carelessly. "The rent is paid up till December." 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