The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1877-04-11

manly heart of the sergeant, for his
chest heaved with suppressed emo
ton. He rose from his chair, but be
sat down again, passing his hands
over his eyes. He saw John Edge
worth's face whiten with intense
agony-he saw the bowed heads Of
Mrs. Edseworth and Amy Bradley Il
be heard the low voice OF the clergy
man fal,eringly begin the marriage
ceremony, as if be felt that
the blessing which be would invoke
would be mockery. He saw oil
this, 1 repeat, until the clergyman.
turning to the poor girl, asked her iii
she would take that man there pres
en-. for her lawful husband" then
springing up, he shouted
Never, Matte never my sister,"
but the rest OF the exclamation
was lost in the cries of Harry :"
that burst from the lips of the aston
ished woman, and the next moment
they were clinging around him, weep
ing, heartily enough, to be sure, but
their tears were the blessed tears of
joy.
Harry, Harry, my dear boy ?" fall
tered John Edgewortb, still half in
credulous.
"Yes, father,r returned the SER
geant, removing from his face at the
same time the beard and mustache
which had dis6gured it, "your son,
indeed, who has returned to ask your
forgiveness, to snatch poor Matte
from a miserable future, and if Amy
loves me yet, and won't say no, why,
to become her husband"
Amy bid her blushing face on his
shoulder, whispering
Indeed | won't say no, dear
Harry
"Oh, Harry, darling. are you in
earnest ?" Matte cried, still elinging
around his neck. "Oh I know you
sre-and / won't have 10 marry
him ?"
That you won't, poor little thing"
said Harry.
Where was old Frazer during this
interesting colIoquy where, in-
deed, but standing over by the win-
dow gnawing his lips, and forcing his
nails into his clenehed hands
my money my seven hundred
gold guineas, John Edgeworth :" he
easped.
There's your. money. old Shy
lock !" Harry said, throwinga a we'll
filed purse across the room. "And
now, bark ye, quit. Well. yes, satisfy
yourself, and count it, You'll find it
right, for | assure you it was PLACED in
there for you"
Old Frazer deliberately emptied the
purse of its contents upon the table,
and finding the sum to be correct.
nervously thrust the coin and bills
back into it, and turned to leave the
apartment. In doing SO, his foot
struck the crown piece which be had
thrown to the sergeant en- his en-
trance He stopped down, and
picking it up. FASTENED from the
room without casting glance behind
him.
"Has he gone ?" asked Matte, fear
fully raising her head from Harry's
shoulder
HE has, but somebody else is 10
come, Matte" said Harry.
As be spoke, Nancy came into the
room, followed by tall, handsome
young fellow who, no sooner had be
perceived Matte, than, regardless of
all present. he held her in his arms.
$50, Philip, my boy" laughed
Harry, "you took NE for sergeant,
aud thought you had really listed ?"
He couldn't believe me for q long
time, Mr.. Harry, DEAR" sobbed Nan
| cy. 81 found bim sitting so disconso-
late in the little room where you left
him."
Took you for sergeant, Harry y
said Mrs. Edgeworth, eyeing the
military clothes, "and you are not
one 2"
"My dear mother" be answered.
al am not soldier and, though /
incur my fathers displeasure, l con-
fess | am an actor
Forgive me, my dear boy" John
Edgewortb said, warmly pressing
his sons hand. II was too hasty in
the past. i have long since over
come my foolish prejudices against
the theatrical profession and. to
convince you, | say that / would find
a truly Intellectual qualification in
witnessing the powerful delineations
of the great Warden tomorrow
night"
"You have witnessed one tonight,
father-I am he !"
"Oh. goodness gracious ~ cried
Nancy, clapping her hands. mir.
Harry the great actor ! Oh, Miss
Amy, can't you now be proud of
him ?"
'I trust she may Hcrry said !;
drawing Amy Bradley to his side, be
exclaimed, "Since | have so well
played the part of a sergeant, may
my performance of happy husband
De far more successful, and, with q
blessing of kind Heaven, be longer
upon the stage"
Go For Him.