- chase the manhood of Marrion Latham. If Robert
had only known how much that friend had suffered and borne for him, he would have worshipped where he now condemned.
"Cherokee," he called from the bed, "what am I to do?"
"Rest and then go to work; your picture is almost finished; it already shows the touch of a master-hand, and it is perfect so far as you have done. Marrion had other reasons for going away from us; believe me, he will make it all right."
She was ever gentle and tender toward him, and worked quietly, yet constantly.
The task of reforming a man takes a great deal of time, more than a life has to give, frequently, but she had been strengthened by the promise from Marrion to aid her, though now she must bear it alone.
She looked in the glass, and in the depths of it she found not the face that once smiled at her—ah! that other face, its wild-rose bloom had faded; the lips that used to tremble as if with joy alive are thinner now and they do not tremble; they are firm and somewhat sad. The hair that used to slip from
