Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1878-07-07
friend that night. sOld sorthwick is
ruined and has shot himself"

friend that night. .Old Sorthwick is
ruined and has shot himself"
Nonsense, man he is as rich as Crpsus
Eyes; fabulously so, that is, he mort
gagged every acre years ago, and bought
Turkish bonds that counts for his large
income. They have just stopped payment,
you know, and other speculations have
turned out much worse. The young cock
will crow less loudly now, will he noti
And an evil light cleaned in the sperker
| blue eyes.
Silvery moonlight flooding farm
house, and an unusually large garden ap-
pertaining thereto. Up and down the
graveled walk PAGES Gerald sorthwick,
modify smoking fragrant cigar. On
the air is borne sound as of an irregular
bass solo, varied by the occasional squeak
of shriller stringed instruments.
1t denotes that half mile off, in the
little town of Sorthwick, an archery ball
is being held. The committee, in view
! of his fathers recent death and his own
social ruin, had decided not to send the
customary remainder; but Gerald, with
poor mans morbid sensitiveaess, misinter-
prets the kindness. WITH an impatient
movement, expressive of disgust, losses
away the half-smoked cigar. Italights on
the soft turf of a small croquet- ground
and lies smoking. Then, with curious
smile, he crosses and picks it up careful
ly.
81 had forgotten myself he mutters
"the last Of the box, and brand am
not likely to taste yet awhile
So, with the cigar between his teeth, he
passed through the gate, and across green
meadowland toward the town.
The music grows distinct as he APP
proaches.
Z" think l am wise, he reflects bit
terly.
Tomorrow by this time shall have
left the old life quite behind me. Gerald
Sorthwick, tea-trader, China. Vague,
that, and it is about all l know; but l
shall be better out there. The old po-
sitions, habits, instinct. "reminiscences,
would be so many dead weights in
England
A wealthy tradesman passes him, and
touches his hat. Gerald acknowledges
the courtesy with that market politeness
which has ever won him popularity with
his social interiors. but the incident
re-awakens latent eyniclsm.
How long would that last?n he won
ders. Formerly it meant you are my
, patron, ten times richer than |. Now i,
: should be for me to doff the hat in greet
ing"
The cigar burns close to his lips; he
splits it out ana hesitates.
81 must see her face, once, he groans
my vow Notwithstanding" and as the
3 church clock strikes ten he stands in the
black shadow of some trees. looking
across bowling green at the great door:
: of the Assembly Rooms, to which heate(
] couples come from time to time to inhalt
:. the soft, pure air. and perhaps draw in
1 spiration from the moonlight At length
e he sees her, leaning on Captain Hall
s arm. and laughing gaily.
}. A bitter imprecation rises to his lips
l but he suppresses it. Are you conten
S now, stupid?" he asks himself.
4 A bird twitters on Dough near him
and by force of subtle association, il
I strange mockery, the recollection come
t how he had once startled Maud by per
I feet imitation of her doves cooling; it wa
wien they were most friendly, befor
e Captain Halls advent.
0 ct shall be your signal when yo
s want me, and | am talking to disagree
It able people," she had said. He wonder
ed whether she would remember the in
d cident, and wish grew upon him to IT.
l the experiment.
e They had ceased talking, Maud an
her partner, and were gazing straigh
e toward him; but there was safety in th
e shadow, he knew.
IS "Coo-o-o.' A soft note, thrice repeat
ed.
it He saw Maud start violently, an
u tremble. Captain Hall thought it wa
u with cold.
1.-The night air is too chilli he said
le "let us return"
mo, I cannot leave the moonlight
rs but you may fetch my wrapper, if 20
n will be SO good"
So The watcher beneath the trees saw hin
k vanish saw Maud's gloved hand presse
to her heart, as though to still its beating
l. Then he marveled for moment whethe
J. sight were playing him false, tor whit
sr figure glided towards him through til
u. moonlight needless of the dew thu
he oakcd flowing robes and satin slippers
l. Gerald y it cried.
g He drew her into the shadow.
d "Say good-by to me, Maud Thel
D. was queer tremor in the voice.
in 'sGood-by?" she asked, wonderingly.
II leave England tom brow. viii yo
a not bid me good-by, my lost darling
Captain Hall appeared in the doorwa
lg at that moment, searching with great a
i tonishment for his partner; but the
were happily unconscious Of the fact, fl
to two bare arms were around Gerald's nee
and sweet voice was whispering:
e 'Love--love will you not stay, for n
III sake?"
ee SO it came to pass, that Gerald Sort
e wich, tea-trader, China, remained q my
IN only,
e,