The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1873-04-22
Family Secret.
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sXXTELL ; is that all ?"

" NO, sir, 1T isn't !" re]olned the Otner.
"Your story is false. The property was
duly delivered to my sister and myself, and
we have the deed of it, My father was
perfectly honorable. And now you wretch
ed vagabond, I'll take your case into my
own hands. If my father is afraid to turn
you out of the house am not. l
warn you not to let me put eyes on you in
his house again if you do you must suffer
the consequences. i warn you further to
leave this town within twenty-four hours,
or I'll make it hot for you. And l advise
you now to show me your greatest amount
of speed in getting out of this Office, and if
it is not fast enough to satisfy me, | am in
the mode to accelerate it. Start nowP"
Bewildered as he was, the importunate
lecturer was not too much SO, to act at
once upon the latter advice. He was in
the street before he knew it; and walked
without knowing whittier until he came to
a hotel, into which he stepped, threw him
self into seat and began to collect his
thoughts
He was not the man to be long in doing
this and he made plan very quick. He
did not dare to go near Mr.. Lawtons for
fear of meeting George so he wrote note
explaining his situation, and warning Mr.
Lawton to keep his son in check, or devel-
opments would be made at once. Having
despatched the note he sat down TO think
over the matter calmly, saying to himself /:
| II I ho Il,
that matter It's unaccountable, but
can't be helped / should feel rather dis
pirited if did not know my other infor-
nation to be correct. All, ha hold that
over the whole of them. My time will
come yet"
Upon receiving the note Mr. Lawton
went Immediately to his sons Office, and
George repeated his experience with Mr..
Stuart with considerable indignation. His
father listened quietly and then said
"I have also story to tell, George,
which l ought to have confessed long ago
but it is not too late now, and / hope in
season to make restitution.
Mr.. LawtOn then related to his astonished
son the history of the disowned daughter,
in substance the same as Mr.. Stuart had
said, and he continued
cit is all true, George have done very
wrong in this matter; but how this man
Stuart knows of it ALL l cannot imagine
we must take steps at once and prevent
him doing mischief, and do what is right
by the poor woman. l have long since re-
pented of my unjust, wicked action; but
the load is off my conscience now, and
will see justice done if it takes every cent l
possess, and l have to so to the poor-house
in her place. What is the first step tc
take? ?"
George was very thoughtful for some
time. At length he said:
This can all be made right. | think
; can see the way clear through it all. Le
us first go together at once and see tht
! woman"
2 AS they went neither spoke word
I George was busy with thinking how t,
. manage Mr.. Stuart, and so save the credi
of his family. He reasoned that the MAJ
!. had, in some unaccouDtable way, got hole
: of these stories, and was intending to extor
money 70 keep quiet; but the lawyer quick
j ly saw that this could be kept up indef
v initely, unless some means was found q
y once to circumvent him. Pondering thi
in his mind, they arrived at the alms-house
The object of their visit was mad
!, known, and they were admitted into tn
presence of the unfortunate woman. Afte
her divorce, while living among strangers
she had adopted the name of Mrs. Craytor
and was known by it here. In her younge
days she must have been possessed of NOR
ing her careworn face, unmistakable trace
of it still remained. She was small We
man, barely up to the medium height, an
her form was shrunken from sorrow an
suffering. Thick, heavy hair, still fe
about her shoulders, and although her al
pearance was very singular it was calcula
(! ted to inspire pity.
She knew Mr.. Lawton, and at once turr
ed away from him; but he went up TO h
- gently, and said:
hAio' OiaJ Oohj haNO SohiO w wv "
justice, and to ask you to forgive, as Fl
lie as you can, my wicked course"
by "You expect to impose still further upc
the crazy woman, l suppose. What is
er now?" inquired the woman, in a sarcast
ng tone.
IS, MY poor woman, do not say that II
and be reasonable with me, now. a