Raftsman's journal. [volume] (Clearfield, Pa.) 1854-1948, 1854-08-23


GA large fortune. And your relations ?''
ssHeard it, and were frantic l disappear
ed from them all. From that day to this they
have not heard of me. Do you love wild
flowers 2"
ssWild flowers ?''
eyes Here are herbs, just from the teem-
ing garden. Look, too, how yon cherub
twines them in her hair. The stream flows
decpt to eternity"
ssMr. Jordan, SIR cried, ssMr. Jordan do
you know me 20
ssCome hither, laughing gentle spirit,'' he
said. ssBring with you your heap of floral
gems Yes know this is the sweetest violet,
Mary my Mary. God knows that l loved
you.''
1t was strange thing at that moment, but
the blind of the window, which l had drawn
room was quite dark. / raised il again, and
then turned TO the bed !; Mr.. Jordan a
corpse
What a remarkable change mad in those few
moments come over the old mans face The
sharp lines of age had all disappeared, and
there was a calm benign expression upon the
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still features, such as in life / never them
wear.''
"a restless spirit is at peace,'' L said, 1
felt for the will where he told me it was placed,
and found it. 1t was merely tied up with a
piece of red tape, and addressed to Mr.. Shaw,
20 Lincoln's Inn Fields, so resolved to trust
to no other messenger, but to take IT in my
hands myself. / told the landlady, of the
house that her lodger more, and that
she would no doubt hear Immediately from his
solicitor, and then left.
ssWell, Mr.. Shaw l said, after had men
toned to him the manner of Mr. Jordan's
death, s.here is the will, sir; l presume have
nothing further to do than to thank you for
your courtesy, and to bid You good evening"
ssStay mornent,'' he said. ssLet me look
at the document. Humph! strange will.
He leaves the form of an advertisement here,
which is to be inserted in the morning paper
calling his relations together to hear the will
read.,'
ssIndeed.''
ssYes. Wen, shall, L
named trustee do as he wishes. He states that
he is, very poor" -esta45.3
w ny, ne spoke TO OF
ssDid he really? A delusion, sir, quite de-
lusion.ii 100000! He had that amount TWEEN
ty five years ago. Butt sir, as you have at
tended him, and as happen to know, he had
high opinion of you, should like you as his
friend, TO be with me, as it were, in future pro-
ceedings connected with this WILL
In which there lisa mystery, eh, Mr.. Shaw ?''
IiftIa--narhans little hit of ,aas} rfe,,,
revenge, that is al, which am not now at liberty
to descant upon. But viii take care to coin
eide with you, and shall hope that you viii
follow an old friend to the grave"
] promised that much, and duly attended
the funeral. 1t was a quiet walking affair,
and from hemanner of it felt quite conyin-
ced that there no funds to make it other.
wise. a mound of earth alone marked the
spot, in the little churchyard at Barnes, where
Mr.. Jordan slept the sleep that knows no wa
king. A idrizzling rain came down. The air
was cold and eager, and 1 returned home from
the funeral of Mr.. Jordan about as uncomfort-
able as I could. ~ ---f
The next day the following advertisement
appeared in the morning paper, and caught
my eye as sat at breakfast:
eff any of the relations of Mr.. j Ohm James
Jordan, deceased, will call at the Office of Mr..
Shaw 90 Lincoln's Inn Fields, they will hear
something advantageous" L
made up my mind to call on Mr.. Shaw dr,-
ring the day. and about three O'Clock reached
HIS chambers; or rather Preached the staircase
leading to them, and there l had to stop; for
q hos 1ho
were all conversing with great eagerness.
ssWhat can it nIean2'' said one old woman;
sI'm his aunt, and Of course speak for my,
Ned - f.5r....-, J.. $; .f,l let;tre.- r
s'Well. h,:... bother your Nea :; said a man.
.,e hard...y rd.y belongs to the family. I'm his bro
|. ther. Think of that Mrs Dean - fe ..so.,
ssThink of what We two legged goose ~
s.Poh. poh 20 said another man .aI knew
him very well. I'm his cousin. Hilloa =
what S this9 who are youa'a afia5j
woman in tattered garments, but who still
looked like beautiful one, stood hesitatingly
at the foot of the stairs. : 9-g5. al 5sf7.s
7s eds this Mr.. Shaw's re- she said. 'sHush, /,
Mary, hush! don't my dear.':' %
ssBut I'm, hungry, mamma, y said little girl,
VINO NdSs hoiulHS ny d Hssiiaf ui VI iiOi uiSSS.
| 9ssOh, Mary, do moi, here; /; we've shall
soon go home. Hush, dear, hush! Is this
Mr.. Shaw's 20
ssYes,', said a fat woman; e.and who is you,
pray ?''Ize sc s. - 30 5oi.7eF vosrt
.t,gsI--I saw an advertisement. am his sis
ter Grace's only child. Ny name is Mary
Grantham, This is my only child She