The Tiffin tribune. (Tiffin, Ohio) 1868-1887, 1870-06-23
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III Canterbriggc to breakfast
''As thee like, Captain Sald IN,
wrctched curmuigeon, who saw L.,
use of being civil and hO,pitable 20 Ia.
captain now he was useless, now ia,
p end held III view was gained. Not I
word said he about the Lundre,
pounds.
Here the mill-hOuse UeiI rang, anC
the wite'S face lighted up with crUe
light.
.It's Sir Allen. y she said.
She rose and went 10 the daoT, =,
that she met the barOnet aS he cam,
into the hall.
He was very pale.
Good evening cousin, f." the woman
said-''thOUgh what We owe this last
visit to / am unSwares."
My son is here-waS here -
'YOur son, Sir Allen ~
"Nes; he who has completed his
crimes by elOping with your daugh-
ter"
"YOur son - cried the wretchcd wO-
man. ''Is he your son ?''
$50 hear, wOman-yOu must know
the truth"
''She does not" here said Il quiet
nized as that of the neglected cap
tain.
"ALLEN" cried the barOnet.
"GOOd evening, Sir Allen" said the
captain, gravely coming forward. II
heard my name mentioned or | would
not have interfered."
"My son, Allen" murmured the
baronct.
The miller and his wife were look
ing mur1erously at each other.
"Your son, AiIen," replied the cap
tain.
After few moments, Sir Allen said,
avery recently / have heard that
your extravaganza had good inten-
ton, is that sO?r
81 have never, Sir Allen, exceeded
your allowance, and have been rather
looked down on in the regiment con-
sequently. | have raised large sums
of money by means of I)Ost-O6its, but
not for my own necessities. My sis
ter, your daughter, in consequence of
whose marriage to 4 poor man, with
my cOnnivance, you quarrelled sir,
with me-my sister informed me that
her husband had inherited large eX-
tent of mOrtgaged estates. / obtained
the money you have heard about to
release that property. have but one
creditor, the miller here"
''Hhe miller thought he was bFibing
me to marry his daughter to save me
from ruin. My friend once fellow
student, and now brOtheF-Oflicer, Jack
Clark, persOnated me, while i con-
tented myself with assuming his
name. He has elOped with the mill
er's daughter. l shall never marry
below my station, Sir Allen, or with
out your consent ~
The barOnet raised his arms, his lips
trembled and he was about to utter
some gentle words, when, recalled to
himself by the presence of the miser-
able miller, and his still more miSera-
bic wife, he said:
"COme home, son, we have much
to say one TO the other"
"Friend miller" said the true Mr..
Allen, ''yOu are not SO clever as you
think"
ThereupOn the father and son left
the miller and his wife staring hate
fully ut each other.
They remained forever after rare,
proud couple. They boast of their
daughter, the captains wife but she
never comes To see them and they
never go to see her.
The inhabitants of TrOmpington
have never understood the elOpc-
ment, but they have heard that when
the miller and his wife are bitter one
with the other, that she says
at was your blood in her-bOOr ~
And he replies
at was yours, my fine madam"
The miller and his wife hate each
other.
He sometimes looks down into the
millpOnd, and wonders how long
man will take drowning.
But willfully he will never drown.
The miller's wife wonders TO what
age she shall live.
And their daughter never comes TO
see them.
And they never go to see their
daughter.
They had not, when young, east !
their bread upon the waters, and af- |
ter many years the ocean of their life |
is barren.
If to those who have loved much, |
much shall be forgiven, as writes gen.
tie st. Luke, how unpardOning is the |
stretch of unforgiveness which sur /
rounds the streaming, waning sight .
Of those who have never loved at all
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