The St. Cloud journal. [volume] (St. Cloud, Minn.) 1866-1876, 1875-08-19

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"Do not come any further, Trust
worth, or you may roll off the cliff
when you return this way" -.
"'I've been up here too often 70,
that" - - IL
Don't follow me; this is danger
Gus ground. They will tell you ir
!Greymoor that I am likely at any
moment to blow. up the old house
with experiments. 49,, 1I,'E' : -'s'' II: -
~ know: I've heard Of your las,
game, and the torpedo, Abel Wray.
ford. ~ inl { every Y, body mouth how
clever you ars-what q new, big for
tune you are likely to make, if you
don't bust yourself to- bits. What
right haye you - grow 50 big, and ]
to be starving'here ?" ss'.'r =: a." r.
"Hoolay squeaked three or four
voices behind him al this question
and Trustw1orth turned round and
made an ineffective kick or two at his
corteqe. ,47 +.
*'.'I say, whatsright have you, and
who are you, after allf You've rob.
bed me; you've taken all my proper.
ty away; and-I was alters kind to
you. Didn't I let you run two quar-.
ters once? Wasn't I like a brother
to you allers?'' 81: .
Trustw6rth was verging on the sen.
timental.. He generally began with
abuse and terminated with maudin
reproaches, until Wrayford gave, him
money, when he launched forth into
abuse, again by way. of peroration.
Abel began to feel for his silver at
last. .,7x.. ..,,,. ...,. -,
"And yet nobody respects you
nobody likes you, Abel" he continu.
ed. "Your. own ward keeps away
from you, and is going to marry a
Frenchman."
GLOW do you know that?" asked
Wrayford 6ercely. .;..'
."Oh, I know. They talk at Law
sons, the servants do; they listen
they pick up all the news
"Good-night." ~:
:: Wrayford had turned away, when
Trustworth shouted after him.
:. "You'n give me some money!
little help, won't you p .. ..
"Not a farthing?" cried Wrayford
Keep sober, and earn money fol
YOURSELF
"Why-"
"And don't follow me. Lam in a
nasty mood tonight"
Robert Trustworth was cowed by
Abel Wrayford's look. There was
something new about it which he did
not admire, and which he could moi
comprehend, save that it assured even
his benighted faculties that the chem
lat was not to be trifled with that
evening Trustworth had always sci
down Abel Wrayford as a weak and
feeble fellow, and no match for a mar
Of his sizeand strength but there
was an appearance of toughness and
fefocity about him ON the present toc
casion which suggested a man who
could hold his groundssin conflict
Trustworth was net q brave man a,
heart, for all his bullying. and h.
gave in. He did note follow Abe
oWrayford to bis Nest;s he turned and
ran after the little boys, dswearin(
i6ercely in his pursuit, but failing t<
catch those who had intruded on hi
steps. 3oul:a>a II. ri z#e,j 9-;I'~--
Il Wrayford was seen no ;. more
for a week, but one faithful watcher
noted that the light burned late inth,
topmost room, and that the chemist
studies never seemed to cease. sr III,
was studying hard in the midst of hi
dangerous material. one wild, winter
storm, which rocked the house ant
made every timber screak in it with
ominous forebodings. .!aOn such, .
night as this, he thought, as. he spausec
now and then to listen to the rushing
ofthei wind and the roaring of 3, tn,
angry sea, Victor Dufoy stepped from
the unknown life, and blasted the on,
hope which he had had. AZ. r,<,,st.r!
Ias And on sucl, g nj / htaNictor Dufo.
cameIlaek again-camelike q spectr
into the very room where he wa
pbrooding, and faced the man who ha,
learned 90: bitterly to. despise him
Hestood tinJthe doorway looking. i,
upon him, bis hand supdn the door
which he had opened, his dark, hand
fsome face sad and anxious, his eye
full Of inquiry. SO % s15ezts... s,: .::ts
a"Dufoy!s exclaimed Wrayford, Iur
on pserrceiving him; .swhat has brough
you to my housea Ii How dare 20
come into my laboratory lnannoun,
ed in this manner :" Y s:fr 81 ID - sltf;}s. f;1
s.a Abel Wrayford had recovered hi
surprise, and was cold and cuttin
as the northeast wind which sriote
without. 10 :;aas t.ss4 .sIt 1s.fs,.I
i .Your pardon for my unceremol