St. Charles Republican intelligencer. (St. Charles [Charles City], Iowa) 1856-1857, 1857-04-09
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HEIRESS:
Honesty the best Policy
BY T. s. ARTHUR.
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CHAPTER XIII.

CHAPTER XXII
Gone week more, and all will be
safe" was the remark of Mason Grant,
as he drew his chair before the well
filled CRATE, where glowed the first fire
of the season. 81 shall then sleep
soundly, what have not done for the
last twelve MONTHS
"I wish that girl had been dead, be-
fore she came here" was the reply of
Mrs. Grant, who was alone in the par
lor with her husband. How freely |
shall breathe in week from to-day !"
eyes, freely indeed! l shall then
be happy. What long time of anx-
ious suspense l have had l wonder
if your brother thinks the period of
limitation so near 2"
should think not"
1--WE mustn't, for the world, give
him hint of the fact. Ten chances
to one if he wouldn't goto advertising
in every newspaper in the city, and
have this girl coming forward at the
last moment"
He is insane enough to do any
thing, it seems But, has it never
crossed your mind, Mr.. Grant, that all
danger is not past even after we are
safely beyond the day of limitation ?"
Mr.. Grant looked alarmed.
"What do you mean Z" he said.
"My brother is rch'
"Well ?"
"And bachelor"
~ know?"
awe have, naturally, large expec-
tatinns fnr nur Sirls'
ave certainly have
"When he dies -"
Mrs. Grant could not help feeling a
touch of shame, as she uttered her
thoughts. A slight glow tinged her
| cheeks.
"When he dies, the bulk of his
property will revert to Florence ano
Ellen, if
"If what ?" quickly asked her hus
band.
"If this girl Of Annals does no'
come to light"
"What are you talking about, wo
MANI"
"If Annals child should present her
self, and we do not pay her the lega
cy left by my father, even after the
day of limitation is past, my brothe
is lust the man to will her his entire
property when he dies. | know him.
This was said in slow, measured
tones.
The lips of Mason Grant were drawn
apart, and he looked, with bewilder
ed air, into the face of his wife. 1
) took him some moments fully to com
prehend her meaning. When he die
so, he became very pale, struck hi
hand hard against his forehead, an'
muttered a bitter invective against
Anna Gray.
The door opened at the moment AM
!, old Mr.. Markland came in.
Instantly the cloud passed from th'
brow of Mason Grant, and he spok
to his wife's brother in cheerful tones
: : But the old gentleman appeare'
thoughtful, and Replied only in mono
syllables to the remarks that Were
made to him.
, Mary" he said abruptly, during
pause, and turning to his sister as h
: spoke, "can you tell why it is that
think all the time about Anna Z"
He looked steadily into his sister
face, from which the color slowly re
tired.
"Do vou think of her ?" pursue
the old man.
"Think of her? Why should
r. r. think of her? You ask strange ques
tons, sometimes, Joseph !"
There was petulence in the tones I
Mrs. Grants voice
"DoI? Humph l am strane
a kind of man, altogether"
a. With an offended air Mr.. MARKHAM
Of arose, and slowly left the room: NJ
ic Grant called after him in hesitatin
voice, but he was not needed.
y. On entering his own room where
!. light was burning, Mr.. Markland sea
D ed himself by table, and sighe
= heavily, as he leaned his head upe
his hand.
"Poor Anna !" he at length mu
INJURED, "What would / not give
know the fate Of you and yours
Strange, how your memory presses {
me at this time Where are you 2
p, Do thy feet yet press the walks
busy human life ?-or, has thy gent
a. spirit passed long since to the comp
nv of those who love thee better tn;
.s did thy earthly friends I? All! If
30 could only know If l could on
~ know
of
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in CHAPTER XIII.
ct. While thoughts Of his long abse