Clarksville weekly chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1873-1890, 1875-05-29
HOW SnEPAID HER DEBT.


as slIe.stood-beioreh her brothcrin'the
close. cramped room which constituted
her sole home.
Charley Maryland. handsome. dis
sipated looking youth of two or three
and-iweniy. with bold blar K eyes, and
a merry mouth that seemed made only
to smile, stood opposite her, looking
half-repentant, halfdeiant as she
spoke.
Lillian, | eould't help it. | tell you
I WAS hard up. \ fellow must have
money. You women don't know ahy-
thing about the temptations aud neces-
sites eff the world, ia
but. Charley she faltered, do
y0I know how this same world, as you
phrase it. looks 1.-THE deei you have
lust committed 2 Oh. Charleys and
her voice grew low and tremu!Uus, : it
is forgery"
Nonsense, Lilli It's only borrow
ing part of old Glencross unused
riches to aid MY needs. | wrote aud
asked him for cash. and he the I'M
mannerly lout, refused Well, what
could he expect after this, but that |
shonld help myself 2
Lillian wrullg her slender hands.
'iIIew dared you. Charley? That
Wayland should come to this! she
wal led.
Dared I" he echoed. rccklessly. ut
was but stroke of the pen, after all
and old Glencross would be a paltrier
miser than | take him to be. if he
makes a fuss rbOut matter of hun
bred pounds"
1T is the right and the justice ofthe
thing" cried Lillian, almost frantical-
~. IF we,conld pay him any way;
hut have sold everything that re-
mains of our former wealth. See,
and >he looked rOund the miserable
apartment. see how | live Last night
sat up till miduig ht sewing, to have
little money to pay. the rent. have
not Jewel left. not trinkct."
"Oh, bother, Lii. If old Glencross
cuts mp rough, it is only taking run
across the water | know lots of ship
captains Who would stow me away IN
their holds, almost any moonlight
night"
Lillian looked despairinely at him.
Mas it. then. impossible Ia make him
comprehend the moral obliquity Of the
deed he'had just committed?
But | can { stay tOoling here" OBJ
served the young maH, withra toss of
his black curls. Il must be off about
my business. Good bye, ILL. Give
Us kiss, my girl. Except that you're
uncommon fond of occurring a fellow,
you're not IA bad sister in the main.
After he had gone, Lillian sat down
to try and realize the new situation in
which she and her brother were
placed. All now depended upon the
spirit in which Paul Glencross should
receive this new encroachmcnt upon
his purse and patience. .
Lillian had never seen this distant
relation. yet she had formed an upin-
ion Of him in her Utmost mind, as we
all are apt TO do of unseen pers Ons
whom we hear a great deal about and
whenever she thought of Mr.. Glen
cross, the image of hook -nOsed old
man, yellow skinned and cadaverous.
engaged in sorting over piles Of
mortgages. or counting bags of gold,
suggested itself IA her mental eye
But h. must be human. at least.
thought Lillian. in the agony of her
distress IF [ gotO him myself, and
icll hlm Just what poor Charley 5 ncces-
>itrs were, and how good hearted he
really is, in spite of all his faults and
,houghtlessncss-if | say frankly to
him, that have no money nor jewels
90 reimburse him. but that | will stay
and work for him, as a servant girl
might work IN the kitchen, until have
discharged the horrible debt, surely,
ia, surely, he cannot have the heart to
refuse ] can do a great many things.
] can Few aud embroider. and | could
make good bread and cake. and poor
mamma always said | was good
house kcape. and if Mr.. Glcncro~s
Is really so Iniyerly as Charley thinks,
hr would look ut the economy of the
thing. At least, it is worth trying.
So favorably did Lillian Wayland
regard this idea preached in her sore eX
Ircuiiiy. that in TIVE d'CysfrOm the even
ing ga which she had hidden good bye
10 her h nndSOme, reckless brother, she
stepped from the train at the Victoria
station, dressed in a sober brown suit,
that mIdc her look like a shrinking
little mouse, with her carpet bag in her
hand. ..fa... ...r.rr.,.
4 little inquiry sufliced TO bring her
tn the Nest End street where Dir.
GleucruSs resided street. lined ON
citber side with palaces, the Hke of
which Lili1n had never seen in the
palmer country town where She had
been born and bred Her heart sank
within her, as she stood on the broad
steps heading up to the front door.
Then E0lOring deeply at her own
c0war1tS tremulOHSness and utter lack
"f all resolution and enterprise, she
once aud definitely.
is Mr. Cleneross at homer she
asked ofthe maid servant who answer
cd the SUMMONS.
Yes, Alr. GlenereSs was at home
would the young lady enter? And
Lillian was shown into an apartment
curtaincd with heavy folds of purple
salin. and clrpeted with velvet of the
sIIue rich celor-an apartment whose
dusky Splendor made her think of all
the stories she had read of enchanted
palaces IN the realms ~ FAIRY land
As Lillian sat on the sikcn sofa,
waiting with throbbing heart for the
appearance of her unknown cousin.
the thought stole into her mind that
he MAS not sn much of " miser," af-
Ter all aud thea came. sick sort OF
lnissivius that her niissinn was all in
vain.
For surely" she thought. glancir
TREMENDOUSLY around the elegant apart
ment, he will not want amy one to
make bread. ar look after the kitchen
expenditures | wish-oh, wish
I that was safe al home again!H
The thought had scarcely Formed it.
selfin her mind, when door at the
farther end f the room was opened,
and a tall, handsome man, scarcely
thirty years of age, entered.
III beg yOur plldon, sir, faltrrel
Lillian, all in 1uttcr, but | washed
10 see Mr.. Gleneross.
II ana Mr.. Gleneross. yss
"You!' Lily rose up and sat down
again. ,eoloriag vivid scarlet. This,
then. was their rfar-off " cousin, aud /!
widely different from their dreams aud |
fanciesl
Apparently the gentleman saw and
.nitied her painfuh,confusiDn, for he
said, politely May | ASK in what
.sanner Lean be useful to you?'
II am Lillian Waylapd," she an