Mineral Point tribune. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1854-1858, 1857-02-17

" pallor sits in It's stead. With hands
palsied almost, he closes the drawer,
,hrusts the miniature in his breast pocket,
and sinks on his chair.
Il thought it might have passed over"
he says family, . but he keeps his custom,
the Christmas vampire. A ruf1ian stroll
or still, of course. There, lie there TO
pistol he places at arms reach.
Mrs. Widdgery having let in the visit
or, whoever it might be, opens the door
and announces TO the object Of her late
matrimonial designs, " A gentleman; the
same that came here last Christmas
VIII you see HIM g
Yes show him H.
Mrs. Widdgery shows the gentleman
in, and looks as if she would like 10 make
herself party to the conversation. Mr..
Grip waves her out. Neither Of the men
has bowed or given sign Of recognition
yet, bat when the housekeeper's steps had
died away in the distance, they look stern
ly at each other. Wyldc is standing like
stern creditor or defiant criminal
Trueworthy Grip is still sitting with no
fear now but pale and rigid.
$50, we meet again. You are not
dead g TYylde Commences, You did
not expect me"
q thought if the hard man you were
last year and have been"
"Forbear"
"-and have been for years, We're still
above the ground, You would be here to-
night" the old man replies. 9 And now
again | ask, what do you want Of me =
Grip, the one reigning wish with me
has been to haunt you through life, and to
see you die, although such was a vain
wish, coming 10 You as have but once d
year; this desire was active until an hour
since It is not 50 now"
Indeed, 60 on, sir"
1T matters Ittle to you how or bv what
chance this has come about. am a
changed man"
Reformed possibly?" Grip says this
with bitter sheer.
| said changed"
so you did changed; very well, sir,
changed
"On what has ever passed between US
let US cry quits. What I and mine have
suffered By you, reconcile you that with
your heart, if that aouit you, 50 we'll
Are you listening ?"
Mr.. Grip is listening with closed eyes. /
but he mods an affirmative.
This IS my last Christmas visit to
YOU"
Grip looks up at HIM now. He has Ia
ken all the trouble to find out Beca to this .
purpose. Is he to have no revenge = (
No turning this mans daughters love
from lis natural channel Grip loves her
truly as his child, but wounding Nylde in
the spot which must flourish ever green
IN every fathers heart has been the dream
of years. Now in conciIiatory tones, this
man demoHshes his plans by leaving him
without foe.
9 am going from here. I wantmon-
ey."
80, the old storp. Money There
IS nothing new in this As Wylde grows
calmer, Grip becomes bolder.
eff a touch of mercy is in your nature
do not refuse me this. Twill work hard
give me, lend me, it IS not a hard request.
looking 10 the past, for l must come to thar
speaking TO this point. do not ask much;
lend me few hundred dollars, and viii
repay the sum if | Iive-if l live"
I" John Wylde, this is the old mumme-
~. Go as you came. You have never
succeeded on me and You never will
You have an answer Where IS your
chiIdz Speak to that. Your deserted
child q
\ dangerous expression has settled on
the face Of WyIde, who is BY Grips side
IN an instant.
" Another such taunt and may not be
able to curb the half laid devil within me. |
You are an old man or / would have
strangled you, strong man to strong man. /
years agone."
Grip seizes the pistol but retreats. He /
suddenly lays the weapon down.
Stay, | was speaking of your child
You shall see her John Wylde; see her /
under my roof; my child, now"
He passes WyIde, through the door and
Up the stairs with the quichness Of youth.