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Live your life, an' labor, An' you'll find each doy, Heaven your nearest neighbor— Love your peace an' pay ! —Atlanta Constitution. A HALT AT DAWN, BY FLORENCE HULL. r->v /CI ARGARET DAW- I I VERS stepped 1 J l R l )oar( ' the southern bound sleeper at Chicago one stormy March evening, and . as she walked com posedly to her berth in the middle of the "Siji car, the eyes of —— every person present i were riveted upon her. She wore a closely fitting gar ment of Russian sable, which envel oped her completely, and a large beaver hat with drooping plumes, and from the single diamond at her throat to the her dainty Huode boots she looked the model of a fash ionable beauty. She was the only woman on the car, and before she had fairly settled herself comfortably, all the men had mentally pronounced their opinion of her looks and style, and hazarded a conjecture as to her age. Her attendant, a florid man of middle age, received the slight degree of at tention justified by his seeming only an adjunct of the moment. As he left her, ho put into her hands a bunch of costly roses, which she received with a smile and laid upon tho opposite seat the instant he was gone. Of the score of passengers, two or three knew her by sight, for she was, in away, a public character, but as it happened, none were really acquainted with her, and before long even those most deeply interested in her appfcar anceyielded to the apathy peculiar to sleeping cars, and subsided into their newspapers or their rugs, preparing to wear out the evening until bed time. Margaret amused herself in watch ing the flying snow aud in reverie. Too used to traveling to even care to look about her, she yielded to tho prevailing somnambulistic influence just enough to dream without sleeping. At twenty-eight she was her own mistress, earning an independent in come through the use of her beautiful voice. The teaching days and the drudgery of the class room had passed, and as a concert singer she was favora bly known in more than one Western city noted for its critical taste. After a successful winter in Milwaukee and Chicago she WILH now on her way to fulfil an engagement in Balti more, which promised more than anything in which she had yet engaged. She was in the heydey of her powers, admired, in radiant health, conscious of her beauty and talent, and entirely satisfied with life. What did it mean that, as she looked from the window with a proud smile on her lips, some tantalizing thoughts should in trude themselves, and the mind so en tirely self-poised should feel, for the first time in years, the weakening in fluence of some emotional fancies. It was her boast that she was never lone ly, never sad, that her whole heart was in her work. By nine o'clock Margaret, enveloped in a down wrapper of dark red, lay courting sleep in her section, Over her was spread tho fur ulster, nouo too warm above the blaukets, even for her warm blood. The thermometer outside would have registered zero, and whiffs of icy air found their way every now aud then into the car. Ever}*- thiug was quiet save her thoughts which began to utter themselves with loud, importunate voices, as if answer ing some call without, independent of her control. "I have happily been able to say all my lifo that I don't know what nerves were," said Marga ret to herself, "but I begin to think that from some inexplicable cause I am nervous." "Richard Allen 1" Sho smarted lis if the words had been spoken in her enr. Swiftly memory flew back ten years, and BIIC saw herself standing baru headed at the gate of her father's house in the Highlands of the Hudson where her child hood had been passed; and beside her, bending tenderly to catch her lightest word, the form of her first lover, then a poor, obscure young lieu tenunt in the army. With an indiffer ence scarce tinged with pity, since it hardly occurred to her in those days that men could really feel, she bad met Ips pleading affection with an enthus iastic outburst of her ambition to lead the artist s life, to spend her energies | in self-development, and show what a ] woman wholly devoted to an intellect ual and artistic career might become. , They had sung in the choir together, | hod mingled their voices in moments 1 when, inspired by devotional ecstasy, it seemed that the two spirits united | into one, in that mysterious fellowship 1 which belongs alike to religion and to lovo. And yet sho had no feeling for him above regard ; no feeling for any one, for anything but art. i "You must not think I am deficient in womanly sensibility," she had said to him, with one of those soft glances of the meaning and effect of whioh she was entirely careless and unconscious. "But some women must remain spin sters, you know, and I think I am meant to be one of the sisterhood." I "You do not know yourself. The day will come when ambition will seem nothing to you; when the homely things, the real things, will take on their true value to your eyes, aud a 'career' will seem a mere artificiality that has nothing to do with what is best and sweetest in life." The words had passed her by as an idle phrase, evoked from disappoint-1 nient. And she and Richard Allen had parted, he going to his post on the line in Arizona, and she to Italy to study. And yet nothing passes from us en tirely. Here, without warning, with out her intention, the little scene came up before her eyes; and she saw again the apple orchard in blossom, the red br.Hk chimney of the school-house across the way looming up in the moon light, the hills in the distance, tho strong, proudly-carried figure at her side. And then scene atyer scene came up before her, always with the two figures present: the manly, devoted lover, the self-absorbed girl. A jar, a shock, a sudden stop, as if the train had run against a wall of rock, and Margaret started up and drew the curtain aside instinctively. A fall through Rpace —what was it, oh, where was she. Had the train fallen down an embankment ? After a minute she realized that she had been thrown from her berth across the oar, that other persons lay about, some groaning, some hastily picking themselves up. She shut her eyes: there was a sharp pain in her left arm and a weight upon her side. A falling lamp had struck her, and from some cause she could not rise, There was a terri ble confusion, much talking, and half a dozen people bending over her pity ingly and asking her questions. "What hap huppened? Is anybody killed?" she asked. Several persons answered at once. They had run into a freight. The en gineer on their own train was killed ; ne one else. Many were hurt. Could she bear to be moved? "I must," she returned, setting her lips, for agonizing pains began to shoot through her foot, and the thought of being touched was suffer ing. ''Fortunately we are just on the outskirts of Frithville—there are houses near." It was the conductor who spoko now, and he at once took charge. She was lifted carefully, wrapped in blankets and carried out. Their car had sustained less damage than any other, being in the rear, and there was no difficulty in getting out. "If she could stand it to be taken over yonder," said some one, pointing to a house some distance away, "she'd be more comfortable, I reckon." "Where are we?" asked Margaret, bravely suppressing her pain. "Somewhere in southern Indiana— a little town called Frithville," a man answered her. "If she could stand it to be taken over to the doctor's house"—said the persistent first speaker. "I can stand it," 6he interposed; "take me there quickly. They improvised a sort of rough lit ter of mattresses, and carried her across a field in the open country. The dawn was just breaking, and the pale moon was slowly fading out of view before the great coming light. The air was clear, cold, crisp; and though there had evidently been a heavy storm during the night, it had cleared completely, and the first ray of suulight glittered upon banks of frozen snow. The house before which they stopped was a plain, two-storied wooden structure, which seemed at first sight peculiarly barren looking. Clean white curtains hung in straight, scant folds at the windows. The door had been drab in color, but the paint had been so assiduously scrubbed that one now took its presence on trust. Thero was a brass knocker and a rush door mat on which lay a large black cat with bristling white whiskers. The iloor was opened by a severe Swedish girl, whoso starched cap and apron suggested careful housekeeping, as her suspicious countenance sug gested in hospitality. She mado no objections to admitting them, how ever, and Margaret was carefully de posited upon a couch in the sitting room to wait the coming of the doctor, who, the maid said, had just left the house to go to the scene of the wreck. "We'll send him back to you, ma'am, right off," one of tho men as sured her. "Yon ought to be 'tended to first." "Not if others are suffering and need him more," said Margaret faintly. The ungenial-looking Swede proved herself to be not deficient in skill, even though sympathy was in a meas ure lacking. She made her guest as comfortable as she could. The shoe was cut from the swollen ankle, which was bathed and bandaged, and tho hurts upon tho shoulder and side were pronounced to be only bruises which "Herr doctor would make right." And then Margaret was left to herself while the girl went to make the inevit able "cup of tea," which was to set everything straight. • After awhile her eyes began to wander idly around the room. It seemed half parlor, half study. Fold ing doors divided it from tho office at the back. There was a book-cose, well filled; some good engravings on the walls; a few easy-chairs covored with raw silk of a dull hue, much worn; and a writing table between the windows, half covered with hooks and magazines. There was something agreeable to her taste in tho air of the room. She could im agine it the abode of a man whose very poverty could never become squalid. The great Open Franklin stove shone brightly, and the hearth was scrupu lously clean. Upon the mantel were a bronze clock and a pair of fine vases, dainty in tone and finish; they were the sole womanly touches about the place. Noting these details half indifferently, she lay back again and closed her eyee. When she opened them again, tlisy happened to glance directly over a corner of the room which had before been dim, but was now illuminated by a shaft of sunlight. A carved bracket hung there, and on the shelf lay a singular-looking little instrument, shaped like a dagger, of Moorish de vice, the handle inlaid with gold, left rough and unpolished. When Margaret saw this small object, she gave a little cry and tried to rise, but finding that iznpoosible, she dropped back upon her pillows as if she had been shot, her eyes fixed upon the little instrument with a look of recognition that was half pleasure, half alarm. What strange trick was fate about to play her? How c&uld this thing be possi ble? There was a noise; the front door opened and some one came along the hall with a firm, measured step. Margaret's heart, that well-regulated organ, beat to suffocation. She hardly dared listen or look. She threw her arms up over her forehead, nearly con cealing her face. Some one entered the room and paused beside her. A well-remembered voice, graver, deeper than of yore, yet with a cheery ring in it, said, ' 'Let me see what I can do to help you, madam." A chair was drawn up to the side of tho couch, a gentle hand took her own. Her pulse was beating furiously; the hand was held rather long, as if something perplexed him. She felt searching eyes bent upon her face and suddenly threw down her arms. The doctor drew back, his face paling, and the two looked at each other for a minute in silence. She spoke first, putting out her hand timidly. "Richard, don't you remember me?" VRemember you ? As if I were likely ever to forget you." She softly touched his empty sleeve, pinned over his broast, two tears stand ing in her eyes. "Atßlack Gulch," ho said. "I have got over minding it. Don't grieve." "You left tho army?" "Yes, four years ago. My health gave way. I studied medicine in Indianapolis, was invited here by an old friend to become his assistant, and shortly afterward he died. That is all." "You never—never—" "Yes; I married." The words were an unexpected stab. Margaret gasped, amazed that she should care. Her face suddenly be came suffused with color, and sho turned it away. "She only lived a year—Margaret," said tho doctor, bending down to 6tudy the fair, flushed face, suddenly pain smitten. "My arm!" said Margaret faintly, drawing his attention to the lcser hurt. Ho was the doctor again at once, and, for tho next half hour all profes sional gravity, and as impersonal as the sphinx ; yet the woman felt through every nerve, like the musical vibra tion, the thrill of his firm, warm fingers, the scrutiny of his eyes. He was changed, worn through suffering rather than years, his face lined, his hair grown gray ; with nothing young about him but his eyes, which sparkled with a cheer and brightness no grief could dim, for they mirrowed a mind above all personal consideration, con cerned with those large, loving inter ests belonging to humanity. Tho doctor came and went quietly, her eyes following him. When he in tercepted the look she blushed like a Bchool-girl. Too busy all that day to give her more than necessary atten tion, ho yet lost nothing that passed, and she had a sense which was oddly pleasant that ho understood something of what was passing in her mind. It was terible, too. There were moments when she wished herself miles away. Besides all the physical pain which she endured that long day, Margarets soul was tho battle-ground of a strug glo far more exhausting. Ambition, pride, and love of the world fought hard against a tender, newly-born im pulse, which it seemed that a single breath of reason ought to chill to death. The coals burned red in tho open stove ; a little tea table was set in the middle of the room, and in the easiest chair in the house, piled with all the Available cushions, the doctor placed Margaret, taking his position opposite her. The solemn Swedish girl brought in supper, which was well cooked and served with a scrupulous cleanliness that almost atoned for the absenoo of a more dainty service. Tho doctor's face shown with satis faction, but his manner, although gen ial, was oeremonious. Margaret felt that, in the few feet intervening be tween them, there lay years of care and grief and disappointment. She felt a yearning to bridge the chasm, to draw nearer to him, even though she herself had to take the hard steps to ward understanding. Thought the woman: "Does ho love me still?" And thought the man : "Is she tired of the world, and coi id she learn to love me now?" But they spoke of musio; of camp life on tli3 western frontier; of whet they had seen, what they hail read. Not a word of wfiat tlioy felt. A few hours later the doctor stood in his baro little soldier's bed room, and looked in his glass. For five minutes he Btudied himself, and then he turned away, re solved to let no new hope spring up in his heart. But Margaret slept to dream of him, woke through the night thinking of him, as she could not have thought in the old days, when he wooed her in the confidence of his fresh, hopeful youth. There was no hotel in the village, and the few scattered houses were crowded with the wounded passengers, lying over till well enough to proceed with their journey. Margaret was not sorry that there was no other place for her than the refuge she had been taken to. "1 am thinking that I am ; singularly fortunate in being in the 1 doctor's house, where I get special at tention," she said to him, with a littlo fluttering smile. In time these shy looks wrought upon the doctor, and his stern resolu tion wavered. He found himself sounding her preferences and attach ments, with the nuoonfessed design of extracting some unguarded word that might indicate a change in her old convictions. Carrying on together , these two processes —determination to ; refrain and resolution to pursue, which j often accompanies somo course of ac- ! tion embraced in accordance with a ' natural, unworldly judgment, ho man- | aged to betray to the eager girl all ho wished to conceal and she wished to know. She had telegraphed to Balti- j more that sho would be thero in ten days. Four of them had passed, and she wns free from pain and able to put her foot to the ground. The doctor persisted in helping her from her couch to the chair ami bacl again. "But I can walk al H now she ob jected. "We must be oaivful. v t until to morrow." She * earnestness. "Tru arm," he said, with tho lirnt a. * ol ! bitterness she had heard from him. j Her lips parted to give utterance to a 1 sudden rush of words, but she only looked at him, with eyes so eloquent that he answered the look. "Margaret, do you care? Dear, J have always loved you, I love you now —can you care?" Sho dropped her head on his shoul der, but said nothing. The doctor held her close for a ininute, and then, leaving her, began to walk up and down tho room. "It is impossible!" "It may be impossible," murmured Margaret with a littlo blush, "but—it is true." "It is cruel in mo to ask it, dear. You are young, beautiful, brilliant— with success at your feet, and I—" Bho put up her hand imploringly. It was caught and held. "And I am poor, obscure and—old," he finished, his eyes upon her face. "I have come to you, Richard. It seems strange to mo. I cannot explain it, but it Beems as if everything the world has to offer me is nothing be side—" "Beside my love?" he bent on one kneo beside her chair and put her hand to his lips. "I want to share your life," she said, and a new expression grew upon hex face, a high, devoted look which was half heroic, all womanly. "I want to learn something of the great things, the true things." "You have had greater things than I can give you. Think of all you aro leaving!" She made a gesture of renunciation. "It docs not seem much to leave —for 3 ou." "Ah, my darling, I am afraid you will regret it. The work-a-day world will be a trial to you. And mine is a veritable work-a-day world." He kept his eyes on her face , half dreading to see her shrink away. But what woman is not won by an appear ance of self-renunciation? Richard could not have let her go now; at tho last instant he would have snatched her to his breast, had sho drawn away. 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