The Tipton advertiser. [volume] (Tipton, Cedar Co., Iowa) 1856-1962, 1877-03-15
Her brother, standing impatiently

own brother-your own brother
George. DO you not remember him
now? Yes, Ruth, your brother re
stored to you indeed, and his limo
cence established before all the world.
Then said Mr.. Baldwin, who leaned
upon John Wybrow while he spoke
and spoke very slowly:
George Warneford,n he said, Il
have been thinking in the carriage
what | should say to you, and could
think of nothing; no, nothing that
would express my sorrow and my
joy
George Warneford shook hands
with him without word. He could
| find no words his sister was clinging
to his neck weeping the tears of joy
and thankfulness, and his own heart
was overcharged.
II have sinned greatly" said Mr..
Baldwin ~ was too ready to believe
evil. should have known all along
that your fathers son could not-could
never have done that thing"
"Say no more, SIR" said George
"let the past sleep. Tell me only that
you are quite ard truly satisfied"
~ can not let the past be forgotten,
George. A great injury has been
committed and great reparation must
follow. The reproaches that | have
hurled at you in my thoughts for the
last eight years have come back upon
my own head nothing can ever make
me forget. You, kind friends" said
the old man, turning to the professor
and his family, who were gathered,
not without an instructive feeling as
to artistic grouping, in the doorway,
"who have entertained Ruth Warne-
ford as one of yourselves, and have
known her story all along, how shall
we thank you? Tomorrow is Christ
mas-day, but on the day following
shall proclaim George Warneford's
innocence to all the people of the firm,
and, in their presence, humbly ask
this injured man for pardon"
mo, sir, no. My kind old master
there is nothing to forgive"
John, my boy"-Mr. Baldwin
turned to his nephew-"tell me what
l ought to do
First ask George to let me marry
Ruth" said John, holding out his
hand.
Granted at once" said George; !;
''that is, if Ruth says yes"
They shook hands, and the audience
the Lemires -clapped their hands
and shouted.
What next should | do, John -
asked Mr.. Baldwin, wiping hi. eye
glasses with his handkerchief.
The next thing you must do is to
give away Helen Elwood on her we'd
ding day, which must be mine and
Ruth's as we'll; and You must buy her
the very handsomest present that you
can think of; no curmudgeonly gift
will do
The audience clapped their hands
again, approving this. John Wy
brow, who was practical man, then
said there had been enough Of tears.
"Ay, ay, John. What next?"
This time it was old Ben who step
ped to the front and touched his gay
old forelock.
Beg pardon, Sir, there's one that
ought 10 he remembered. Who found
out Boston Tom and sat by him night
and day, so that he couldn't escape il
he wished, and stuck to him. Stand
for'ard, Master Rupert. That's the
lad, Sir He wants to go to sea. Give
him passage out and back in one of
your own ships
Mr.. Baldwin shook hands with Ru-
pert, now Of a rosy hue.
"You shall have whatever you like
to ask for, young gentleman, i'll can
give it,"
Once more round Of applause from
the family. BY a dextrous move
ment of tho right leg, Rupert graceful
ly stepped over their heads, and de-
posted himself in the background.
And nothing for you, Mr.. Croil?"
Nothing for me, Sir" said the old
sailor. 81 belong to Miss Helen"
Anything else, Johno" asked Mr..
Baldwin, still unsatisfied.
"Iou ought to give desks in your
office to rs many of Mr.. Lemire's sons
as like to accept them, and my dear
uncle, the partnership which you
promised me, and which i threw over
with SO much bravado in the church,
at is yours, my boy, to begin from
new year"
mo; give it to George Warneford,
as some reparation for his eight years
of unmerited suffering
That will not be fair" said George.
But the audience clapped their
hands again.
both of you, both of you,' said Mr.
Baldwin. THE firm can take in both.
And what more, John ?"
"Why, Sir" said, John, II find
that Madame Lemire would be de-
lighted if we would all stay and take
supper here; and really think that,
if the professor would allow such
thing, we might have little dance
down stairs before supper
Again the audience clapped their
hands, and tn ere was move to the
class room.
The professor took his violin Of GER
emony.
Simple quadrille of four" he an
nounced. "Mr. Warneford and Miss
Elwood at the head. Dir. Wybrow and
Miss Warnefsrd for vis-a-vis"
He struck the floor with his foot
and began TO play. 1t was a lame sort
Of quadrille at first, because two of the
performers had fearful eyes, and
would rather have sat in corner
But John Wybrow knew what he
was about, and what was best for ev-
erybody.
Then they had a waltz, and Rupert
danced with Ruth, while John took
Helen.
Than horon the Jono;p~ rs h;~1,