Port Tobacco times, and Charles County advertiser. (Port Tobacco, Md.) 1845-1898, 1870-12-30

lived Obscurely. lie was pronigate ano
roue, but he had an air Of fashion that
awakened my boyish admiration. and a.
reused my mothers affectionate pride in
him. She was always pleading to be in
troduced to his relatives, aud to have her
son publicly acknowledged. But my fa-
ther always put her of, saying that he was
not yet ready. Worn out and despairing,
my mother died when l was ten years
old"
Again the wind shrieked past, again
the little vessel lurched, the sea sweeping
her deck
The captain screamed his orders to his
men. and for a few minutes disorder
reigned.
"A nasty bit of weather. said Lowder.
"And bad sky!'
Eyes. but I've seen as bad" returned
Tressilian. 1--WE shall make port all
right, never fear. We must be we'll on
toward the Cape di Gallo. And it's only
seven miles from the Cape to Palermo"
but the seven miles in this storm are
worse than seventy 10 good weather.
These coasts are dangerous. Tressilian."
Lowder shuddered as he surveyed sea
and sky.
but about your father, Jasper p said
Tressilian. who had become deeply inter.
ested in bis companions story. ''What
did he do after your mothers death ?"
Il remained at the old lodgings with
our single old servant month or more,
my father visiting me several times. and
expressing anxiety as to what he should
do with me- A week after my mother 8
death, he told me that his brother was
dead. A month later. bis father was kill
ed by being thrown from his horse. My
father came into riches and honors by
these deaths. At last, deciding to rid
himself of me, he took me down to Brigh-
ton. to my old grandmother. Her sons
were dead; she had given up keeping
dodgers, and was grown miserly. He
promised her FIVE hundred pounds year
to keep me. and to keep also the secret of
my paternity, solemnly promising to &C.
knowledge me some day as his son and
heir The old woman agreed to carry out
bis wishes. She would have done any
thing for money. I never saw my father
again. I went to school. grew up. and at
the age of twenty one came into my grand.
mothers money, the fruits of years OF
saving, she dying at thu. time. My father
had deliberately abandoned me. | did
not know where to seek him, if I had
wished to. I took my money and came
abroad. I bad been two years on the
Continent. and had spent my little fortune
when 1 met you. The rest you know
IAN odd. romantic story! But why
did your father abandon you2''
That he might be freed Of encumbr-
ance to make a.grand marriage. From
what my grandmother said at different
times. conclude that my father was 10
1--we with titled lady before my mothers
death No doubt he married this lady.
II he lives, this lady's son may be his ac-
knowledged heir. Ny father has utterly
disowned the son of his first hasty, ILL.,
starred marriage. I have fancy that
shall meet him some day." and Jasper's
brow darkened to deeper blackness.-
However, l stand no chance of ever re-
ceiving justice at his hands"
what is your fathers name, Jasper 2
asked Tressilian.
Lowder's face darkened. He bit bis
lip savagely.
What | have told you about myself
learned from my own observation. or from
chance words Of my parents and grandma
ther. My mothers maiden name was Jea-
nette Lowder. At our London lodgings,
my father bore the name of Lowder. [ don'l
know his real name. but should know bis
face anywhere, although I have not seen
him in thirteen years. My mother was
actually married. Tressilian. but never
heard my fathers name The clergyman
who married my mother was dead the wit.
nesses also. When my grandmother was
dying she tried to tell me the story. She
had put it off too long All that I could
understand of her mumblings was the
name Of Devereux. l shall never forget
that name-.DEvEREuxv Probably tha
was my fathers name-my own rigbtfu
name. But as l should never 6nd him i
sought him. and as be would repulse mt
if did find him. stand no chance of in
heriting bis property. He may be dead
He may have other sons who have sue
ceeded him. 1t is all a mystery, but the
prominent truth is that | am an outcast
poor, disowned and friendless."
He leaned over the bulwark, the spray
dashing over his face violently.
Tressilian's heart warmed to him.
MY poor friend!" be said. Must
say again you are not friendless while
live. My father has influence enough t.
obtain for you government appointment
This taugle may straigLten itself out SOM
day. But if it don't. you are resolute Q
nough to make your own happiness"
He grasped Lowder's hand. and looke'
with warm bright eyes. full of sympathy
into Lowder's lowering face.
There haa been temporary lull in th
storm. But as the two stood there. tn
tempest revived and swept over the will
sea in maddened rage.
There was no time for talking now
The wind rose so high that words woul
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