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THE WINGJ1.Md TIMES OCTOBER MI itlu4
She gave ham her hand.
in black and white, 'Rare speoimen of
woman belonging to the remote era,
when she did nothing but try to be hap-
py and was glad of it.' "
She loaned toward David as she spoke,
and aotne one brushing past her to greet
a friend forced her closer, ao for a sec -
end her shoulder pressed his, her lips
were an inch away, her warm, startled
breath 'wept hia throat. It was but a
second'.' nearness, yet his heart gave a
throb of almost Ravage joy. In a flash
ber ,beauty became a temptation, a pas-
sionate happiness filled him, a breeze
seemed to sweep along his nerves, rood
be know why an unexplained joy bad
come to bim with the first sight of this
woman's face.
With her arrival his senses bad strug"
,gled to awaken as at a call. Now there
'Was no resisting the feeling. It was a
.quick, complete fascination, Conscious
•of it, be grew silent and looked at Olga
with new vision.
Be felt how apart from all others is
the moment when a man first faces the
•question placed before him by his own
.consciousness, "Is this the woman I am
to love?" It may be he awakens to the
• truth slowly after she has passed through
Abe changes from stranger to nearest
'friend. Or one look into an unfamiliar
face may blur all save the pursuing
..newness of that one truth. The moment
:is the same—oversweet, painful, inti -
'mutely dear, never to be forgotten.
There was no chance for further talk
between them. Smedley Joyce bore
.down on Olga with a monocled stranger
in tow, A moment afterward a famous
,singer was announced. Every one knew
it was Smedley Joyce're law that the
music for which he paid so much should
be respected, and silence save for an oe-
ccasioual whisper and rustle settled upon
• the crowd as the singer appeared.
She was pale, with heavy lidded, sad
eyes. A white gown draped her thin
• form. Roses flamed in her girdle. Her
contralto voice was strange, unearthly,
as she sang in a whisper of the heart
•wrung damogei who watched from
leaven. She sang of love with death
closely following. Her fingers moved
..slowly; she seemed talking to the keys:
"X wish that he were come to me --
For ho will come," she said.
"Have I not prayed in hea'en? On earth,
Lord, Lord, hos he not prayed?
Are not two prayers a perfect strength,
And shall 1 bo nf.aid?
"There will Task of Christ the Lord
This much for him and me—
Only to live us onco on earth,
With love; only to be,
As then awhile, forever now
Together, I and he."
Music had never moved David Tem-
ple like that strange song. It saddened
, ".his heart, while hie brain was ravished
with a sense of its beauty. It gave to
• the new passion thrilling bim an ideal-
sity which it did not possess.
He looked at Olga, hoping for one
•:glance, but she was sitting with her
.!load turned away, her eyes on the sing-
er, waiting for the next song. David
-wanted to hear no more. Ho wished to
:keep the memory of that cry of human
need, holding an echo as if caught iu
-the far spaces of heaven, to knit it with
the revelation of the hour.
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Outside he found the dusk and the icy
dr, There was a medley at cold colors
in the airy, the solemn nigbt was near,
the avenue veile:kin gray. He hurried
an, feeling a new happiness tempered
by the pain of uncertainty, Questions
troubled him, Was this really love?
Was his hand upon the string from
which so many marvelous strains and
pitiful discords had best{ struck?
He bad always calmly and remotely
contemplated the rounding of bis life
with agreat Love, but aomothing in him
bad heretofore disdained sentiment. At
its best ithad seemed a snajestio weak-
ness, commonly only a ridiculous thing.
He bad known perfect friendship, but
the love be had seen make foola of the
wise, turn the flow of a life completely
ont of its course, bad seemed as removed
from hits as insanity until tonight,
He still felt the touch of Olga's body,
the violet's perfume no sweeter than
bar breath.
0 Only to live as once on earth
With love * * *
"As once on earth!" There was rap-
turous memory of a joy he had never
known in those words. Their burden of
passionate melody went with bim like
the voice of conscience. He saw only
Olga's inviting eyes.
CHAPTER XI.
David loitered over hia after dinner
coffee. Though expected at the alms, a
disinclination to enter the world of
prose and machinery mastered him. He
was in a relaxed and fanciful mood. He
sat by the club window, 'actuations of
the shadows flitting under the pimps,
listening to the street sounds. He talk-
ed with those about him on social hap-
penings and politics, but always, no
matter wh'at was said, felt a fine disre-
gard of it all, because the glamour of the
afternoon was with him still and his
deeper thought was of that alone.
"I'd love to bear Anne sing a ballad
tonight," he thought, as he went down
the steps, a cigar between his lips, "I
wonder if she's at home. She can't be
off with Donald anywhere, for he wasn't
in town today. I'll see if she's in, at
any rate. The walk down the lower
part of the avenue and across Washing-
ton square will be glorious on a night
like this."
David was in a mood when a man is
his own historian and reads the facts of
a life with pleasure or a sense of failure
according to the truth in that intimate,
unpublished record. He saw none of the
passersby, was only half conscious of
the frost and the gaslit streets. He was
regarding his years from boyhood and
measuring the completeness of bis pres-
ent by his use of opportunities.
It was a comfortable reverie. He had
nothing to regret. The death of his fa-
ther had been bis only grief, soon lived
down in the fullness of ambition and
independent wealth. No shadow lurked
in his past. •He had experimented with
"the world, the flesh and tale devil,"
but had formed no ignoble tins, He had
splendid health, invincible will, limit-
less desire for success in whatever be
touched, clean years behind bim, a
shadowless future: Suppose he mar-
ried? A pioture rose before him as in-
viting in its way as the others of the
group. Why not? A woman, gentle,
beautiful, sympathetic, reflecting him,
sharing his life, children in his home,
their future to be laid and finished
when his own Life was practically over.
His heart glowed; a spirit singing of
triumph went with bim.
Very soon—for be walked quickly—
he had crossed the almost empty square
to the street where Anne lived. Her
,sympathy meant much to bim, sings he
wished•urgently for ber tonight, as if
she would divine the power of tho new
dream poraeasing him tend all his secret
thoughts. He might lead her on to taut
to him about Olga.
As he went toward the house his eyes
wore fastened on her wiudowse He was
not aware that a man had come down
the garden path and, having opened
the gate, atood watching kdlit. Bat when
his eyes became eccustomod to the
shadow be saw Donald's face under the
low drawn hat. It was almobt unfa-
mil#ar, baggard, of a sick pallor, the
old curse with a new shame upon it.
David looked at h#zn in silence: The
lenienoy of secret brotherhood between
them had lately influenced his inward
attitude toward Donald, and there was
an elder brother's scrutiny and impa-
tience in the look he fixed upon him.
"When t sent for you this morning,
Donald, I heard you hadn't been home
Cor three days," he said gravely. "I
thought you'd gone to the Iightehip to
make the pictures for Arnold's story,
though next Week would have done for
that. Did yolt .ger
Donald dm* book into the path, the
light of the street letup atm hint. Ht
seemed to age. He lifted his hands and
let them fall heavily.
"No, I didn't. I tateant to go. t-'
Well, you see how it's been with me,"
he laid bluntly,
"Yale's, beta drinking Agaits.
"Vocs've hit it. Going at the devii'a
gape,"
tt was•tbnu apathetic adhsissiost of ono
ti nquil►lsed.
DOM had *trays thought of hint
With lnipatiofioe as one deliberately bad,
What shrunk your woolens
Why did holes wear so soon
You used canton soap.
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REDUCES
Re saw Donald's face under the lout
drawn hat.
seeking the congenial though it meant
wreckage, and he had mentally washed
his hands of bim, long ago. Just because
he was a brother and dependent he had
retained him on The Citizen despite his
lapses, paying him for what work he
bauded in, never questioning bim, let-
ting bim entirely alone. He had always
viewed two things as hopeless—a wom-
an with a bobby, a man with a vice.
There was no lasting virtue in reforma-
tion. He had seen eo many failures even
when men and women hungered for the
good they were not strong enough to
grasp. And now Donald—the old story,
It was a pity. T•henyears behind bim
were Ms future temptation. There is
'bock in a fall, but a stop to familiar
conditions is easy enough.
He fingered his cigar uneasily, almoat
at a loss for words.
"Pro sorry you were weak, Donald,"
and the words, despite bis effort, had a
fiat, stereotyped ring; "but you mustn't
fancy it's hopeless. :You must just be-
gin the battle over again."
Donald's eyes fell, a faint smile play-
ed over his face.
"So she said," and he looked up
shrfnkingly at Anne's window. "She
can't -save me, nor can any one else. I
must save myself. That's what she said
wheu she sent mo away tonight --I must
save myself. I tried before --I was so
sure—so sure—so ;happy. But when
temptation got to ''climax it was like
a paper house trying to get the better
of a flame. You wouldn't bet on the
paper house, wank you?" he said
sharply.
"Get away from the flame."
"Suppose you carry it with yon night
and day, night and, day, Mire, here,
here?" be called out, his band tight
upon his breast.
His expression . changed to stolid
gloom, and helooked`past David.
"Only for her I'd give it all up and
go to the devil without a regret, I
didn't mind so much before Iknew her.
Now when 1 know what a poor thing I
am why can't I forget that she cares
what happens to me, go away, quench
this damnable torture by satisfying it
and die, the sooner the better?„, Why
can't I do it?" and his voice rose and
quivered, but sank again to a whisper.
"I can't. I can't. No one else cures a
hang what becomes of me, but as long
as she cares I've got to try in spite of
myself, I've got to try and suffer and
deserve a little her belief in me."
He laid his arm along the icy bars
and let his head fall upon it. David
thought of his late self congratulation
and contented review of his life, and
the sight of this tormented soul was
terrible.
"Look here, Donald, this is all non-
sense. You mustn't take this lapse so
seriously. You must forget .it and start
anew, " and he pulled at the bent shoul-
der, his tone encouraging. "That's
what you must"do. And yon mustn't
Cathie no one cares but Anne,"he added
:softly, his hand tightening where it
lay. "I Dare very much."
"You?"
Donald lifted his head and looked at
David steadily.
"Yes, L Don't forget that. No one
was more glad than I when you started
in to make something of yourself. I
pity you now. By and by I want to be
proud of you. Don't say you have no
friend but Anne Garrick. I hope you'll
deserve her good opinion. But, remelt
ber, I count on you too. I will do any
thing in the world to help you. I1on't
you believe it?"
Ile held out his hand. Donald looked
at it, but did not stir. There was al-
most irretistible magnetism in Davld'a:
kindling eyes, and Donald had always
stealthily loved bim. But he could not
touch the proffered hand, snob as he
longed to. It 'would be renouncing too
Sweet a revenge.
"Won't you take my haitd?""
"No," he said insolently. ""shat
have you ever been to me that I should.
flatter this poetics impulse of yours --this
impulse noww—'that moans White"
Chagrif and uneasiness lofted David;
Its hand fell.
"I'm riatere. What do you maatr?"
"You ogre what beoom,er of Me Yen
tern for fiery oontemptible etist«attb?
You?'"
He stoed erect, imtteniug bili ooiat
tightly totem bis breast, bit eyes I.
Haat ant. dt1°,
:'fon seem skeptioal," rind David's
tone wag tracserealti la ai lea Most rn -
'."*slier• jt 05 hot rim
reedy to help you now or it iiny tTnia:"
"Mit are you?" *kid Donald slowly,
nodding his bead. "Your genero.ity
comes too late, Thie is a strange place
to have this shatter out between up. I
rover supposed I'd speak of myself to
YOU, but I'm not myself tonight. Trou,
too, seem to have undergone a weeder-
ful (Mange. The words you speak are
unfamiliar. Why didn't you say bars
ago what you've said tonight? Did_ you
ever think of the diftoreuee between ns
.---whet love and pare can make of a
boy, what scorn and intolerance can
Awake of bim? There were nights when
I thought I'd go orad from Omer loneli-
neas, nod you, full of your schemes and
pleasures, never gave ane a thought,
iffy heart starved for eytupathy,'but I
couldn't •get near you. Don't let me
tbink of those things before Iliad learn-
ed to say, 'I don't care,' end when you
could have helped hie. Don't let me
thiuk of them."
He brushed past David and pulled
open the gate.
"Wait a minute, Donald. What you
say requires an answer. Listen to me..
You forget cirauutstauoes made it Al-
most impossible for us to be friends.
My father's unhappiness with your
mother, bis dislike of you—cruelly un-
just, I admit" ---
"I was bis sin." And a sneer made
Donald ugly for a moment. "His eyes
couldn't bear to Iight on me. The eight
0? me turned bim sick and made him
nose for comfort among thePaalme tell -
&ng of King David's repentance. I was
his materialized sin, uad he scourged
me. You know that,"
"Yea, but there, don't let us go into
that iniaerabie business. I'm only try-
ing to defend myself. The injustice of
those cloys wasn't my fault,"
"And after John Temple died was
there any difference? You gave me
work, but I was nothing to you. For
eight years I've been busy atalowhomi-
oide, strangling whatever was good in
me. You said nothing. You didn't tell
me then to brace up and make somo-
thiug of myself. Ngty"—and the words
were a cry of anguieh—"I seem to have
a malformed soul ,unfit for struggle.
It's like entering a cripple against a
giant. Ouco what woilldu't I have given
to have felt you really oared! Think
what it would have been to me! I was
without a friend, as ready for evil as a
laid powder trail is icor a match. If
you'd spoken thep as you did tonight"—
ho paused, looking away from David.
"You didn't. You offer your encourag-
ing 'words now. Tbey're useless, end I
refuse them."
Ile closed the gate sharply, and David
watched him down tine street. There
was a sick aense of ship at his heart.
For the first time he faced the truth.
He saw himself wrapped in egotism,
living for personal success, never think-
ing of want in Donald's life, He had
always known he was cold, practical,
stern, apt to view the failures of life
with impatience, the road to bis heart
a narrow one beset by roughnesses; but
to realize he had been cruel, too, and
that toe remorseful soul he had faced
tonight was in some degree a result of
his self absorption, was a new and hate-
ful fact. Even this" new consideration
for DouaId had been selfish. His own
unqualified content bad made him kind,
as an overfull glass must waste some of
its wine.
On leaving the club he had looked
forward to a oozy hour with Anne, when.
he might have led her to talk about her
Cousin; but he had been roused to some-
thing sterner, to face a delayed duty,
and when be did anything he did it
well.
Anne was writing when he went into
the sitting room.
"I met Donald at the gate," were his
first words, and he noticed a Iook of
anxiety pass over her face. •
"Were you speaking to him?"
"Yes, we had it out. Curious, wasn't
it, after all these years to know for the
first time tho real Donald at your gar-
-don gate?"
"Don't be hard on him," she said
clearly, standingu .
P
An expression of defiance in her eyes
added to his self reproach. He looked at
her tboughtfuily.
"I must have seemed a brute to you.
Sit down by me here, Anne, and help
me a little. I've always been so obedi-
ent to my conscience it has never been
a nuisance. Well, tonight it stings me
like a fretful woman, and I must silence
it," be said bitterly. "I'm going to do
something for Donald. I've a scheme I
think would save hits. I'm going to
help hint with all my heart,"
" You will?"
"With all my heart."
"Oh, yes!" she said, seizing David's
hand, her love for him rushing over
her. "He's done all he could to ruin
bis life, but you'll help him to value it
now. You're so good!"
CHAPTER XII.
Mrs. Ericsson fluttered into the green
and white room and stood before Olga.
She looked like a quivering interroga-
tion neark.
"Why won't you go to see Irving
with the Kents? The invitation has
oonte at the last moment, but you know
they got the box unexpectedly, so you
uesdn't fancy you've been asked just to
VI in.'"
She survived Olga with phase este eyes
and irritated air. Never had she seemed
so pttrpoaely provoking es now, lying
' before the window in a Steamer chair,
paint, attentive and polite.
• "I'm not going, dear," said Olga,
settling herself at an eagle which
brought added comfort and turning the
fashion fragrant* abs had been reeding
feet doWnward oh her knee; "beesuse
I'm lazy, beets tee this dry old snakes
stay pose an ugly magneto ' -
"You Lave stars" -e
"Because I bate the theater in the
daytime" arts Molt to death of Mrs. Sten.
and het bttobby headed aha"..
"Olga, yott% sieepiy skit* ant di*
traded by roar ired#ffecettce."
"And boa** AMA tcaple IS tom -
keg iK 4'riliN 1. "w
NA," WIth a lterlu�t�elteetsfte ,
"I asked bias in filet night,."
bins. Ericsson dropped luta e4, ol►Rlr
sue; folded her hands itt her lap..
"Olga," she said seriously, "for the
past mouth, ever since 5wedley Joyce's
tea, be bus ween following you 'Lout.
You've encouraged him, whether for
"Well,, about David Tem ilcf" she sad
sharply.
fun, as you call it, or not I don't know.
But people say David Temple is not a
marrying man and to have hits loom up
like your shadow wherever you go will
hurt your obances. It certainly will:"
"Think so?" and Olga drew a loose
strand of hair through her fingers.
"I know it. You're very perverse.
There's Bob Deschalles making a fool
of himself over you, a man with one of
the largest fortunes"—
"And a fool. I'm not exacting when
millions are appended, but 1 draw the
line at him. Don't talk of him any
more."
She looked fully at her mother with
open oritioism.
"How little you understand me. If
you knew anything of character, you'd
have seen long ago I must be proud of
the man I marry. I need not cure a pin
for him, but because of brains, family
or personality with wealth, I must re-
gard him as a prize and have .other
women envy me. D'ye see? Now who'd
envy me Bob Deschalles—who under
heaven?"
She gave a conclusive shrug and re-
turned to the magazine. Her mother
looked at her and sighed impatiently.
"Well, about David Temple?" she
said sharply.
"And what about him? He's coming
at 5. I'm going to pour tea for him,
which he'll pretend to drink, I'll see he
thinks me beautiful, which I am, as
well as a great many other things which
I'm not."
"You know well enough what I
mean, Olga. You can be so provoking.
Why don't yon answer me?"
"You haven't asked me anything."
"Does be mean anything?" she asked
angrily.
"Yes, he means everything."
"Has he said anything?" And a look
of rapacity made Mrs, Ericsson's eyes
ugly. ot exactly."
"Then how can you tell? Yon only
think so. You've thought so before and
been mistaken."
"I feel it."
"And you'd marry bit?"
"Why not? I've used my eyes to good
advantage, mamma, though I haven't
seemed to soemneh, Women have stop-
ped running after David Temple because
he's been given up as hopeless. Suppose
I win bim? If any have doubted my
power they'll doubt no more. Besides
he inspires a delicious sense of fear in
me. As for what he is"—and she ex-
tended her hands—"show me anything
bettor. He's rich. The position he holds
at the head of The Citizen, representing
its brains and money, is the nearest
thing to a title to be had in this coun-
try. More than this, he's ambitious,
and he'll keep advancing. He may go
into politics, be the president—who
knows --and I'll make things hum at
the White House." She rose and in
passing her mother drew her hang teas-
ingly . down her small, worried face,
flattening the nose. "How would you
look, dear, between two foreign diplo-
mats at a state dinner? Just like a pussy
esti" she laughed merrily. "And how
would it like to look lake a pussy cat?"
"Don't be childish, Olga." Mra..Er-
icsson rearranged her nose and rose testi-
ly. "You've evidently made up your
mind. Well, I'll be glad when it's set-
tled and the strain of keeping up ap-
paaranaea is over." "
"'If you only weuldn't worry," said
Olga placidly.
"Not worry?" flashed Mrs. Ericsson
from the doorway. "And where would
you be and how would things be with
you today if I didn't worry to find
some Way of making ends meet? 14l
say, 'Thank God,' when it's ended."
"And I'll say 'Amen,' " Bald Olga,
with more emphasis than was usual
with her.
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• delivery to be O. K. Just ask any person who has used same and bear what
r they say about it. The following prices will not raise for 12 months.
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o No l --Best Body Hardwood, per Cord ' $3 00
• No. 2—Hardwood, from Smaller Timber per Cord ...... 2.75
• No, 3—Hardwood, and Ash, mixed, per Cord, 2.50 •
• No. 4—Ash and Elm, mixed, per Cord . ... 2.25 e
• No. 5—Slahs and soft Timber, per Cord. 2.00
• Rough wood, chunks, etc.. for furnaces and box stoves2.00 41,j
• (Nos, 1 and 2 out from green timber.)
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July delivery per ton Lots and over, $6 80
August delivery " " tail 90
September and 7 following months " " " $7 00
To take advantage of the aboveprfces,orders must be in by the fifth 02
each month for immediate delivery or they will take the next mouth's prices.
Farmers wishing to load and draw their own Coal will have 25c perton rebate.
NOW FOR THE WOOD.
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J. A. McLean.'
♦ Wood and Coal Offioe, next Zurbrigg'e Photo Gallery; Phone 64
• Offices 40
Branch Oe at A. E. Smith's bank; Phone 6. Residence Phone 55.
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BALANCE OF 1904
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CLUBBING
RATES:
For the balance of this year we are prepared to
give the following low clubbing rates to new subscribers :•<•�
Tingles to January 1st, 1905 - - 20e
Times and Family Herald and Weekly Star
to January xst, l9o5, - - 45e
Times and Weekly Globe to Jan. ist, 1905, 35e
Times and Weekly Stun to Jan. 1st, 1905, 4bc
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