Hapsburg Liebe

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Hapsburg Liebe The Falling of a Leaf (1915)

His going mattered so little to anybody except himself; it mattered no more than the falling of a leaf.
Why had he lived? He had not asked to come into the world; he had not asked for the responsibility of keeping the immortal spark in the house of clay. He felt rebellious for a while; then he listened to Charley Abbott’s gentle persuasion and resigned himself with a certain vague hopefulness. To him Abbott was a god; he worshipped Abbott; no other person, in all his life, had even been a friend to him.
One afternoon in August Breamer missed his youthful friend.
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Hapsburg Liebe The Falling of a Leaf (1915)

Breamer picked up the photograph and looked at it with his fine, hollow blue eyes. He knew little of Abbott’s world, or of the ages of women; but he knew this woman was one beloved by his friend, and therefore she was a creature divine. He leaned forward and touched the boy on the shoulder. Abbott looked around quickly, startled; then he smiled faintly and looked toward the golden summer sun.
“Sweetheart?” inquired the tramp.
“Mother,” answered the youth. “Infinitely better than any sweetheart, or anybody else. You’ll agree with me there, of course.”
“I don’t know, Charley.”
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Hapsburg Liebe The Falling of a Leaf (1915)

I mightn’t ’a’ been a coward like I’ve always been; and I mightn’t been the nothin’ that I am. They sure love a feller, don’t they, Charley?”
“They’d die for you, go to the end of the world for you, even suffer ages of torment for you!” Abbott went to his feet and faced the haggard Breamer. “They’d do anything for you! Oh, you’ve missed the most of life!”
“Is it fair?” breathed the tramp.
“Is what fair?” Abbott wanted to know.
“You’ve had one, and I didn’t. I ain’t wishin’ you didn’t have none, y’ understand; I’m just askin’ is it fair for one not to have any and an other to have one. Is it?”
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