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ME 'MOHAN TIMES, OCTOBER 4 1906
Uhe Gentleman
From Indiana •
By Doorm TAIMINGTOJV'
.She sprang to her feet, and her eyes
flashed.
•consclence tells me I should; but I
•dan't, and it nukes me very unhappy.
That was why I acted Ito badly." •
"Your conscience!" he cried.
"Oh, I know what a jumble and pus.
ale it must seem to youl"
only know one thing—that you are
,going away tomorrow morning and
that I shall never see you again."
The darkness had grown intense.
'Mhey could not see each other, but a
wan glimmer gave him a fleeting, misty
;dew of her. She stood half turned
from him, her hand to her cheek in
As uncertain fashion of his great ma-
xnent in the Atten10011. Her eyes, he
new In the flying picture that he
taught, were troubled, and her hand
trembled. She had been irresistible in
OW gayety, hut now that n mysterious
MONO tieskiled her, of the reason for
Intik he had no guess, she was se
adorably pathetic and seemed mist a
rich and lovely and sad and happy
thing to have come Into his life only to
go out of it, and he was so full ot the
prophetic eense of loss of her, it seemed
so much like losing everything, that be
found too much to say to be able to
say anything.
He tried to speak and choked a little.
'A. big drop of rain fell on his baro
:bead. Neither of theta noticed the
weather or cared for it. They stood
with the renewed blackness hanging
-like a drapery between them.
"Can—can you—tell me why you
-pink you ought not to go?" he whis-
vered finally with a great effort.
"No; not now. But I know you
Would think I am right in wanting to
Tatay. I know you would if you knew
*bout it; but I can't, I can't. I must
,go in the morning."
"I should always think, you right,"
he answered in an unsteady tone, "al-
ways." He went over to the bench,
fumbled about for his hat and picked
It up.
"Come," he said gently, "I am going
now."
She stood quite motionless for a full
'minute or longer; then, without a word,
athe moved toward the house. He went
to her, with hands extended to find her,
.and his fingers touched her sleeve.
Vogether and silently they found the
garden path and followed its dim
length. In the orchard he touched her
sleeve again and led the way.
As they came out behind the house
'she detained him. Stopping short, she
shook his hand. front her arm. She
spolo in a breath, as if it were all one
Word.
"Will you tell me why you go? It is
not late. Why do you wish to leitoe
me, when I shall not see you agaio?"
"The Lord be good to me!" he brake
nut, all his long pent passion of dreams
rushing to his lips as the barrier fell.
"Don't you see it is because I can't
bear to let you go? I hoped to get
.away without saying it. I want to toe
alone. I want to be with myself aod
try to realize things. I didn't want to
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am. It is because I don't want another
second of your sweetness to leave 4n
added pain when you've gone. It is
because I don't want to hear your voice
again, to have it haunt me in the lone-
liness you will leave. But it's useless,
useless. I shall hear it alwaye, just to
I shall always see your face, just as
I have heard your voice and seen your
face these seven years, ever since I
first saw you, a child, at Winter Har-
bor. I forgot for awhile. I thought It
was a girl I had made up out of my
own heart, but it was you all the time.
The impression I thought nothing of
then; just the merest touch on my
heart, light as it was, grew and grew
deeper till it was there foreeer. You've
kanota me tw,enty-four hours, and I
understand what you think of me for
speaking to you like this. If I had
known you for years and had waited
and had the right to speak and keep
your respect, what have I to offer you?
I couldn't even take care of you if yau
weht mad as 1 and listened. I're no
excuse for this raving— Yes, I haye."
He saw her in another second of
lightning, a sudden, bright one. Her
back was turned to Mm, and she had
taken a few startled steps from him.
"Ah," he cried, "you are glad enough
now to see me go! I knew it. I want-
ed to spare myself that. I tried not to
be a hysterical fool in your eyes." He
turned aside, and his head. fell on bis
breast. "God help me!" he said. "What
will this place be to me now?"
Tho breeze had risen. It gathered
force. It was a chill wind, and there
rose a 'trains* on the prairie. Drops of
rain began to fall.
"You will not think a question bn-
plied in this," he said, more composed-
ly, but with an unhappy laugh at hims
self. "I believe you will not think me
capable of asking you if you care"—
"No," she answered, "I—I do not love
you."
"Ah, was it a question, after all? I—
you read me better than I do, perhaps.
But. if I asked, I knew the answer."
She made as if to speak again, bat
words refused her.
After a moment, "Goodby," he said
very steadily. "I thank you for the
charity that has given me this little
titne—with you. It will always be—
precious to me. I shall always be your
servant." Hie steadiness did not carry,
bim to the end of his sentence. "Good -
She started toward Mm and stopped.
He did not see her. She answered noth-
ing, but stretched out her hand to him
and then let it fall quickly.
"Goodby," he said again. "I shall go
out the orchard gate. 'leen tell them
good night for me. Won't you speak to
me? Goodby!"
He stood waiting, while the rising
wind blew their garments about them.
She leaned against the wall of the
house. "Won't you say goodby and telt
me you can forget my"— .
She did not speak.
"Nor he cried wildly. "Since you
don't forget ih! I have spoiled what
might have been a pleasant memory
for you, and I know it. You are al-
ready troubled, and I have added, and
you won't forget it, nor shell I—nor
shall L Don't say goodby! I can say it
for both of ns. God bless you, and
goodby, goodby, goodbyr
He crushed his hat don over Ms
eyes and ran toward the orchard gate.
For a moment lightning flashed repeat-
edly. She saw him go out the gate
and disappear into sudden darknew.
Ile raa through the field and came out.
on the road. Heaven aid earth were
revealed again for a dazzling white
eecond. Front horizon to horizon Tolled
clouds contorted like en illimitr,ble
field et tried haystacks, an pa -
with tsrol e mot% velal of, A-
ltai Va sir w tueibling in the Wit
advane eae, kvarti with siiistei f-
a*. �bs TA to a little knoll et tie'
qefter of the bowie and saw him Net
. his face tp the germ. She cried aloitik
to Mm with all her strength and would
have followed, but the wind took tho
words out of her mouth and drove her
back, cowering, to the shelter of the
house.
Out on the road the lashing dust
came stinging him like a thousand net-
tleu. It smothered him and beat him
so that he covered his face with his
sleeve and fought into the storm shoul-
der foremost, dimly glad of its uproar,
3 -et almost unconscious of it, keeping
westward on his way to nowhere.
West or eest, north or south, it was all
onto him. The few heavy drops that
fell boiling into the dist Ceased to
come; the rain withheld while the wind
kings rodo on earth. On he went in
spite of them. On and on, running
blindly when he Could run at all. At
least the wind kings were company.
Ile had been so long alone. There was
no one who belonged to • him or to whom
be belonged. For a day his dreams
had found in a girl's eyes the precious
thing that le celled home. Ob, the Wild
fancy! Ile laughed aloud.
There Was a startling attswer—a
lance of fire hurled from the sky, riving
the fields before his eye, while crash
on erealls **bed his mem With that
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A matt was leaving imei• the top reit
and loohtug at him.
his common sense aweice, and he look-
ed about him. He was two miles from
town. The nearest house was the Bris-
coes', far down the road. He knew the
rain would come now. There was a big
oak near him at the roadside, and he
stepped under its sheltering branches
and leaned against the great trunk,
wiping the perspiration and dust from
his face. A moment of stunned quiet
had succeeded the peal of thunder. It
was followed by several moments of in-
cessant lightning that played along
the road and the fields. From that in-
tolerable brightness he turned his head
and saw, standing against the fence,
five feet away, a man, leaning over the
top rail and looking at him.
The same flash swept brilliantly be-
fore Helen's eyes as she crouched
against the back steps of the brick
house. It revealed a picture like a
marine of big waves, the tossing -tops
of the orchard trees, for in that second
the full fury of the storm was loosed,
wind and rain and hail. It drove her
against the kitchen door with cruel
force. The latch lifted, the door blew
open violently, and she struggled. tc
close it in vain. The house seemed to
rock. A. candle flickered toward her
from the inner doorway and was blown
out.
"Helen! Helen!" came Minnie's voice
anxiously.. "Is that you? We were
coming to look for you. Did you get
wet?"
Mr. Willetts threw his weight against
the door and managed to close it. Then
Minnie found her friend's hand and
led her through the dark hall to the
parlor, where the judge sat placidly
reading by a student lamp.
Lige chuckled asthey left the kitch-
en. "I guess you didn't try too hard
to shut that door, Harkless," he said,
and then when they came into the
lighted room, "Why, where is Hark-
less?" he asked. "Didn't he come with
us from the kitchen?"
"No," answered Helen faintly. "He's
gone." She.sank upon the sofa and
put her hand over her eyes as if to
shade them from too sudden light.
"Gone!" The judge dropped his book
and sat staring across the table at the
girl. "Gone! When?"
• "Ten minutes—five—laalf an hour—I
don't know. Before the storm com-
menced."
"Oh!" The old gentleman appeared
to be reassured. "Probably be had
work to do and wanted to get in before
the rain."
But Lige Willetts was turning pale.
"Which way did he go? He didn't
come around the house. We were out
there till the storm broke."
"He went by the orchard gate. When
he got to the road he turned that way."
She pointed to the west.
"He must have been crazy!" exclaim-
ed the judge. "What possessed the fel-
low?"
"I couldn't stop him. I didn't know
how." ,3 She looked at her three com-
panions, slowly and with growing ter-
ror, from one face to another. Min-
nie's eyes were wide, and she had un-
consciously grasped Lige's arm. The
young man was staring straight before
him. The judge got up and walked
nervously back and forth. Helen rose
to her feet and went toward the old
man, her hands pressed to her bosom.
"Alt," she cried out, "I had forgotten
that! You don't think they—you don't
think he"—
"T know what I think," Lige. broke
in. "I think I'd ought to be hanged for
letting him out of my sight. Maybe it's
all right. Maybe be turned and stnrtea
right back for town—and get there.
But I had no business to leave him,
and if I can I'll catch up with him
yet." Ile went to the front door and,
THI6 ORLATEST
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isn't YouF "Jae Ty ifonida't
come on ;might dflti this,"
But Helen &s*w away and went .4
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Who knew better than she how cruel
they were. She bad seen the fire leap
from the white blossom and heard the
ball whistle, the ball they had meant
for his heart—that gotta, great heart.
She had run to him the night before.
Why had she let him go into the
known and the storm tonight? But
how could he have stopped hint? How
could she have kept bis after what he
had said? He had put it out of her
power to speak the word "Stay!" She
peered into the night through distort-
ing tears.
The wind. had gone down a little, but
only a little, and the electrical flashes
danced all round the horizon in mag-
nifieent display, sometimes far away,
sometimes dazingiy near, the darkness
doubly deep between the intervals
when the long sweep of fiat lands lay
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washed air to the finest detail of strick-
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A staggering flame clove earth and
sky, and sheets of light echoed it, and
a frightful uproar shook the house and
rattled the casements, but over the
crash of thunder Minnie heard her
friend's loud scream and saw her
spring back from the' window with
both bands, palms outward, pressed to
her face. She leaped to her and threw
her arms about her.
"What is it?"
"Look!" Helen dragged her to the
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opening it, let in a tornado of wind and
flood of water that beat him back. window. "At the next flash! The
Sheets of rain blew in horizontally in fence beyond the meadow."
spite of the porch beyond. "What was it? What was it like?"
Briscoe followed him. "Don't be a The lightning flashed incessantly.
fool, Lige," he said. "You hardly ex- Helen tried to point. Her hand only
pect to go out in that." Lige shook his jerked from side to side.
head. It needed them both to get the "Look!" she cried.
door closed. The young man leaned "I see nothing but the lightning,"
his back against it and passed his Minnie answered breathlessly.
sleeve across his wet brow. "I hadn't "Olt, the fencel The fence! And in I
ought to have left him." the field!"
"Don't scare the girls," whispered "Helen! What was it like?"
the other; then in a louder tone: "All "Ala, ah!" she panted. "A long line
I'm afraid of is that he'll get blown to of white looking things horrible
pieces or catch his death of cold. That's white"—
all there is to worry about. They "What like?" Minnie turned from
bwooduy1.7't try it again so soon after last the window and caught the other's
night I'm not bothering about that; wrist in a strong clasp.
not at all. That needn't worry any- "Minnie, Minnie! Like long white
gowns and cowls crossing the fence!"
"But this morning"— Helen released her wrist from her
"Pshaw! He's likely home and dry , companion's grasp and put both bands
by this time. All foolishness. Don't ' en Minnie's cheeks, forcing her around
be an old woman." to face the flickering pane. "You must
The two men re-entered the room look! You must look!" she cried.
and found Helen clinging to Minnie's "They wouldn't do it! They wouldn't
hand on the sofa. She looked up at —ft isn't!" Minnie shuddered. "They
them quickly. couldn't come in the storm. They
"Do you think—do you—what do wouldn't do it in the pouring rain."
you"— •• "Yes! Such things woulki mind. the
Her voice shook so that she could not rain!" She burst into hysterical laugh -
go on. • ter, and Minnie seized her round the
The judge pinched her cheek and pat- waist, almost as unnerved as Helen,
ted it. "I think he's home and dry, but yet trying to soothe her. "They would
I think he got wet first. That's what 1 mind the ram," Helen whispered.
think. Never you fear. He's a good "They would fear a storm. Yes, yes!
hand at taking care of himself. Sit And I let him go; I let him go!"
down, Lige. You can't get for awhile." Pressing close together, clasping
Nor could he. It was a long, long while each other's waist, the two girls peer -
before he could venture out. The storm
raged and roared without abatement.
It was Carlow's worst since '51, the
old gentleman said. They heard the
great limbs crack- and break outside,
while the thunder pealed and boomed,
and the wind ripped at the eaves till
it sdemed as if the roof must go. Mean-
while the judge, after some apology, lit
his pipe and told long stories of the
storms of early days and of odd freaks
of the wind. He talked on calmly, the
picture of repose, and blew rings above
hia head, but Helen saw that one of
his big slippers beat an unceasing little
tattoo on the carpet. She sat with fix-
ed eyes, in silence, holding Minnie's
hand tightly, and her face was color-
less, growing whiter as the slow hours
dragged by.
Every moment Mr. Willetts became
more restless. He assured the ladies
he had no anxiety regarding M. Hark-
less. It was only Ms own dereliction of
duty that he regretted. The boys
Would have the laugh on him, he said.
But he visibly chafed more and more
under the judge's stories and constant-
ly rose to peer out of tho window into
the wrack and turmoil, and once or
twice he struck his hands together with
muttered ejaculations. At last there
was a lull in the fury NI :1-11011t, and as
soon as it was perceptibl, he announced
his intention of =kite.. his way into
town. /le "had ought t) have went
before," he declared arjrehensively,
and then, with immediate amendment,
of course he would find the editor at
work in the Herald office. There
wasn't the slightest doubt of that, he Dyspepsia, Boils,
agreed with the judge, but he better Fimples,
see about it. He would return early in Headaches,
the morning and bid Miss Sherwood ConStiRation,
goodby. Hoped she'd come back some Loss of Appetite,
day; hoped it wasn't her last visit to X Salt Rheum,
Plattville. They gave him an umbrella, •trysipelas,
and he plunged ,into the night, and as
they stood for a moment at the do0r, •aSenrdoaftinlatr,oubles
the old man calling after Mm cheery I 4 , arising from the
good nights and laughing messages to•
Harkless, they could see him fight with Stomach, Liver,
his umbrella. when he got out into the ": '* APSE • '•'. Bowels or Blood.
Helen's reous was over the porch, the 1'40 OD:
ed out at the landscape.
"Look!"
Up from the distant fence that bor-
dered the northern side of Jones' field
a pale, pelted, flapping thing reared
itself, poised and seemed, just as the
blackness came again, to drop to the
ground. .
"Did you see?"
But Minnie had thrown herself into
a deep chair with a laugh of wild re-
lief. "My darling girl!" she cried.
"Not a line of white things—just one-.
I Mr. Jones' scarecrow! And we saw It
blown down!"
"No, no, no! I saw the others. They
were in the field beyond. I saw them.
When I looked the first time they were
nearly all on the fence. This time we
1 saw the last man crossing. Ab, let
him go alone!"
Minnie sprang up and infolded her.'
"No; you dear, imagining child, you're
upset and nervous, that's all the mat-
ter in the world. Don't worry; don't,
child; it's all right Mr. Harkless is
home and safe hi bed long ago. I
know that old scarecrow on the fence
like a beok, and you're so unstrung
you fancied the rest. He's all right.
Don't you bother, dear."
The big, motherly girl took her com-
panion in her arms and rocked her
back and forth soothingly and petted
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windows facing north, looking out up-
on"Please don't light the lanip, Minnie," 13.111.E0
the pike and across the fields.
she said when they had gone upstairs.
"1 don't need it." Miss Briscoe was
flitting about the room hunting for
matches. In the darkness she came to
her friend and lid a hind, large hand
on Helen's eyes, and the hand beeame
wet. She drew Helen's head down on
her shoulder and eat beside her on the
bed.
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and reassured her and then cried a lit-
tle with her, as a good hearted girl al-
ways will with a friend. Then she left
her for the night, with many a cheer-
ing word and tender caress. "Get to
sleep, my dear," she called through the
door when she had closed It behind her.
"You Mint if you have to go in the
morning. It just breaks my heart. I
don't know how we'll bear it without
you. Father will miss you almost as
much as I will. Good night. Don't
bother about that old white scarecrow;
that's all it was. Good night, dear;
good night."
"Good night, dear," answered a plat
five little voice. Helen's cheek pressee
the pillow and tossed from side to side%
By and by she turned the pillow over;
it had grown wet. The wind blew
about the eaves and blew itself out,
Sleep would not come. She got up and
have l her burning Oes; then she sat
by the Winat4. the storm's strEngit
was spent at last. The rain grew light-
er and lighter until there was but the
sound of gunuing water and the drip,
drip on the tin roof of the porch. Only
the thunder rumbling in the distance
marked the storm's course, the chariots
of the gods rolling farther and farther
away till they finally ceased to bo
heard altogether. The clouds parted
"LOA!" she cried,
majestically, and then, between great
curtains of mist, the day star was seen
shining in the east.
The night was hushed, and the peace
that falls before dawn was upon the
wet, fiat lands. Somewhere in the sod-
den grass a swamped cricket chirped;
from an outlying flange of the village
a dog's bowl rose mournfully; it was
answered by another far away and by
another and another. The sonorous
chorus rose above the village, died
away, and quiet fell again.
Helen sat by the window, no comfort
touching ber heart. Tears coursed her
cheeks no longer, but her eyes were
wide and staring, and ber lips parted
breathlessly, for the hush was broken
by the far clamor of the courthouse
bell ringing in the night. It rang and
rang and rang and rang. She could
not breathe. She threw open tbe win -
doer. The bell stopped. All was quiet
onee more. The east was gray.
Suddenly' out of the stillness there
came thessound of a horse galloping
over a wet road. He was coming like
mad. Some one for a doctor? No; the
hoof beats grew louder, comms out
from the town, Crowing faster and
faster, coming here. There was a
plashing and trampling in front of the
house and a sharp "Whoa!" In the
dim light of first dawn s1i made ont
r
a limn on a foam flecked horse. Ha
drew up at the gate.
A window to the right of hers went
screeching up. She beard the judge
clear his throat before he spoke.
"What is it? That's you, isn't it,
Wiley? What is it?" Ho took a good
deal of time and coughed between the
sentences. His voice was more than
ordinarily quiet, and it sounded. husky.
"What is it, Wiley?"
"Judge, what time did Mr. HarkIees
leave bevego?"herelast night, and which war
did
There was a silence. The judge turn-
ed away from the window. Minnie
was standing just outside his door.
"It must have been about half past 9,
wasn't it, father?" she called in a,
choked voice: "And—you know—Helen
thought he went west." •
"Wiley!" The old man leaned fromi
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vac sill again. .
"Yes," iins.14red the 'man on kora&
5bitia. "Wiley,
iereys,
he left about half past 9—
before the storm. They think be
1e
"Much obliged, Willetts is so upset
he isn't sure of anything."
"Wiley!" The old man's voice shook.
Minnie began to cry aloud. The horse-
man wheeled about and turned his ani-
mal's head toward town. "Wiley!"
"Wiley, they haven't—you don't think
they've got him?" •
Said the man on horseback, "Judge,
Pm afraid they have."
(To be continued.)
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Langlois, Manor, Asa.
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Dr. Shgep's Restorative Cures Mr
Disteessing Stomach Troubles
Through the Inside Nerves.
As you value your health and balminess don't
neglect to rare for the slightest stomach palm*
don't let it go. Al the first sign of distress use
Dr. Shoop's Restorative and end all these
troubles. These aches are signals—they are
symptoms of coming disease—is it wise to Wane
them? You who never eat a hearty meal with
Out a sense of fullness followed by a period
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d it t y is Clear --
evidenceof disease. rut the digestive nerves in
rendition to set as 'nature intendod they shousei.
Don't drtif. don't fofee—Just We the inside
td,rve* natural fora', entlo tonle. nature's hela -
Dr. Sheep's Restorative should be Want tad*
this—it Intl* only ntentrintion ntifdi 1mila/4
or even attempts to restore Ute %saw .
nerves. Redd and reoenumetetal by
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