Northern tribune. [volume] (Cheboygan, Mich.) 1875-1885, 1878-04-06

toward him an old book lying OH the la
bic at his side. Selecting one of the two
or three blank leaves AZ the back. he took
up pen and dipped it into rhe ink.
II confess was not prepared for such
prompfitude," smiled enc of the gentle
men in reply; but we shall be only too
happy TO serve yuti." adding, little dry
": Don't you think, however. it would
be just ms we'll to get sheet of paper p
Mot bit of it." returned Mr.. Dean;
''this leaf is as good as sheet,r and he
proceeded to pen, in bold characters
-srne last will and testament of Frederick
Dean.''
AS you like said the other. exchang-
ins an amused smile with his companion.
@sOuly insure NaIictrea comfortable flu
ture, aud remember to insure II you
must cut out that leaf, and place it where
il can be found by the proper persons
when needed.
A pre-occupied nod answered the
counsel, and Tor Il little while nothing
was heard but the hurried scratch OF the
pen. AT last the writer threw it down,
aud. leaning back in his chair, read the
document aloud.
docs that suit your he asked, turn
ing to his visitors as he finished.
4 An eager affirmative answered him.
s.Then remember he said, with sud-
den earnest gravity, ITO STE justice done
1T my Nanette should meet with trouble,
And now We will sign >
The signing Was done. the book closed
and pushed aside till the farewells, which
had been deferred quite long enough,
were spoken, and Within an honr the
TWO visitors were on board ii steamer
bound Tor Europe.
For few minutes after their departure,
Mr.. Dean sat lost in thought: then.
arouSiny himself, lac took up the morn
. ing paper, ami turned 10 the. financial
column. He had Just finished it, aud
was carefully cutting out the articlr,
when the door opened. and Il young girl
eiltered, her fresh face bright with
smilcs.
fAh, my dear, just in time," said Mr..
DeaB. fondly. -Get the lnuciIage."
.'Oh, papa that everlasting. musty
4inancial.r laughed the girl, with mock
horror. why don't yon let me cut you
out Il love story, or bit OF poetry. ami
pssfe IN hefeY Who but You would ever
have thought Of Il scrap book OF fiiaiI-
ciaIS?|
You need net langh. my dear" smileS.
the old genilenlall; .tliose 'iiDarcials'
have something 10 DO with your future
"Wiih my future ~ exclaimed bis
adopted daus htei, raising her eyes from
the book she had Just drawn toward her.
and opesing th,m very widely OF the
oil gentleman.
Yes, ms iear; they have helped mo
make fortune, auu that fortune will
some day be yours. l have made y0u
my sole heir--iiase wiliesl you my whole
properly. Remember that, Mamie. and,
II need be, fight for your rights. My
brother Is 40 irisnd To you, as you well
know"
Nanette sprang 10 her feet, and threw
herself Oh the old geIii. mans bosom.
Nov. papa she murmur.d. choking
", don't say will 10 me again. | want
you, aud nothing else"
III Il few minutes she returned to her
task. but it Was with the feeling that The
shadow CT death had settled over tie
bollse. All that day, and all the next,
tbs miserable feeling chung 10 her, and
ut The close of the mex. the substance
was fh9re as ell as the shadow. The
hale Old gentleman had, through "a !
strange casualty passed into iI.e spiritual
world.
The one near relative, wealthy
brother, and various remote ones, gather
Ell to pay the last token of respect. and
hear the will. But no will Was found.
Consequently Mr.. George Dean was tri-
umphant, without the need of biackeuing
his hanIs and conscience.
Night afrer night had been secretly
anu fruitlessly spent in rummaging the
escret0ires, etc., OF his departed brother,
with the firm determination that Mad
nette should never touch "a dollar of that
brother's money. The morning after the
funeral he sent for Nanette 10 meet him
in the library.
She came i'll, pale and weary-looking.
little surprise In her softeyes. MIR. Dean
was prompt. Majestically waving her to
seat, he cleared his throat, and said:
''Of course you know. Nannette, that
my brother lett no will?"
II have not thought about it at all, >
murmured Nannette, YEARLY, finding lie
paused for reply, and then aided, as
wearily; "But you are mistaken. lie
did leave Wills
Mr.. Dean started, flushed, and exclaim.
ed, hastily:
'sWhere is it %
II don't know sighed Nannette. II
only know he told me he had made one."
longed emphasis, and then said; SIhat
amounts to nothing. In the absence OF
q will, reign master here"
Aroused from her apathy by the sig
nidcant tone, Nannette looked up inquir-
ingly, and he continued:
Yes, the law gives me everything,
and you. Nannette. will see the propriety
Of establishing yourself elsewhere"
Il 4. t,aA
sole legatee," said Nannette, In slow,
'.That wont stand in law" sneered Mr..
Dean.
sYou don't mean that you are going
to turn me out of my own home 90 ex-
claimed the girl, incredulously.
.sCertxinIy' not,n again snrered Mr..
Dean. In the first place, you have no
home--this place is mine; ia the second,
Iexpect you To CO.
40 go!' echoed Nannette-
'sCertainly," was the cold reply. lyon
are nothing to me, My brother adopted
you'll have nothing TO do with that.
You will therefore DO me the favor 10
pack your clothing and leave at your
earliest convenience. OF course / do not
Interfere with your appropriation OF any
personal effects" And bow of dismiss
I'll followed thu. hearIless words.
Nannette rose with bursting heart, and
was about 10 leave the room when hei
eye fell on the old scrap book which had
been carelessly pushed 20 the back of the
library table the last day OF Frederick
Xccr 3 life. and had there remained.
<Xou will allow me that ~ she mur-
norct, hnnkIly, indicating the desired