John Vernon, sitting before the fire, glances at the old clock and realizes that at the hour of twelve, sixty minutes, hence, her sixtieth birthday will have ended. On the clock's dial with its twelve numerals in her musings she sees in ...See moreJohn Vernon, sitting before the fire, glances at the old clock and realizes that at the hour of twelve, sixty minutes, hence, her sixtieth birthday will have ended. On the clock's dial with its twelve numerals in her musings she sees in epitome the three score years of her unsuccessful life, each of the hour periods representing a span of five years. Through the vista of time her muse wanders, showing the disappointment of her parents because she was not a boy, adopted to become a playmate for her; their happy hours at play; their school days and the later years of their teens when came the first sweet dawn of love. Her lined face forms rivulets for her tears as she reviews how sternly her father had forbidden their love; how her sweetheart had been sent away; how another man had been forced upon her and how, to avoid this loveless marriage, she had run away into the world of a thousand sorrows. She reviews the incidents of her life on the stage; of traps laid to lure her to the path forbidden. She reviews the after years of her work as nurse in hospitals, to which service she had gone, disgusted with the sham and false glitter of the footlights; how her hands had soothed the sick and had eased the fleeting moments of the dying; how on a cot of pain she had found her own father, alone with his pain. Back from the journey of years, Janet glances at the old clock. It had stopped at one minute before the midnight moment. Her old limbs tremble, as she hobbles to the clock and tries to wind it. Her strength fails. Feebly she pushes the pendulum, and the clock's hand moves to the hour of twelve and stops. She sinks to the floor and dies as the clock strikes twelve. Written by
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