Centre Democrat. [volume] (Bellefonte, Pa.) 1848-1989, 1880-08-05
was gazing at the man with strained
eyes. This Malloy is dead" he added,

was gazing at the man with strained
eyes. This Malloy is dead" he added,
still keeping his eyes upon the man.
"He amt quite dead" said the man,
"but as near as he likes to be-" Then
he went on to tell the story of the wreck,
the exposure in the open boat, the
agony and starvation, the death and
| insanity of most of the crew. II was
an old story, repeated very often, but
the lawyer and Mr.. McGraw seemed TO
hang upon every word that. fell from
the lips of the miserable mariner. MIR.
McGraw's face grew old and wrinkled
as he listened. The lawyer at length
uttered an ejaculation of Joy. 81 con-
gratulate you, Mr.. McGraw,n he said,
turning to his client, "your money Is
as safe as If you held it in your hands"
But Mr.. McGraw had fallen back
against the wall. They loosened his
necktie, and threw water in his face.
| by Jove" said the lawyer, "your
joyful news has been too much for him.
A big part of his money was at stake,
you see, and he's hidden his feelings so
long under q mask of resignation that
now he is overcome. Get Il cab at once"
ht added, TO the boy.
| But Mr.. McGraw revived, and by the
time the cab reached the Office he was
able to go home alone. lie, however,
asked Martin TO go with him; and as
the cab rolled along, his eyes were still
fixed upon his dilapidated companion.
Nobody would know you, | sup
poseP" he said to the sailor.
Not "a soul, sir,h said Martin.
! Not even the-a-the person you
spoke of as your sweatheartP"
| sAGhn laagt Tf goti Martin
think she'd run away from me on
sight"
You think SOP"
I'm sure of it. | bet you Il dollar
she would"
Yet il wouldn't pain you?
why, no-why should itP Women
folks are made that way. But I'll soon
prink up if get n chance"
| He began TO prink up already, put his
hat back, and brushed his rumpled hair
from his forehead, looked from the win
dow of the cab with the air of man TO
whom life was unspeakably rare and
sweet. He was emaciaied, shrunken,
sallow, fierce-eyed and forlorn; he was
poor and patched; but Mr.. McGraw
would willingly have taken his place in
the race for happiness; he knew that all
was lost. Here was Martin Mal!oy; that
was the emo oi everything.
| The thought came little too late that
seeing her long-lost lover might kill the
| girl or drive her mad. He began 10 ex-
| plain To Martin, as gradually as he
cou,d, that the house to which they
were journeying was the one that con-
tanned his sweetheart. Mr.. Mc(iraw
chose the most careful phraseology he
could muster, but the sailor seemed ali
at once TO get on fire. He flung his hat
upon the seat beside him; he stretched
from the window his long shrunken
neck.
You'd better get out and come in
after I've broken it 10 her. II may kill
her; it may drive her mad. The shock
was terrible one to me-" said Mr..
McGraw.
That be hanged ~ said Martin.
You re an old man, you know, and
thought of your money-but my
Maggie !" here he stopped, and the
flame of delight burned in his cheeks
and eyes. He grew suddenly young
and strong under the gaze of poor Mr..
McGraw.
Maggie sat there by the window, rs
she had promised. Oh, the bitterness
OF that moment 10 one, the happiness to
the other! One moment Mr. McGraw
saw her rs he had left her-pale, calm,
subdued, patient; the next. crimson
glow had leaped TO her face, then left Il
paler than before; suddenly il disap-
peared. and Mr.. McGraw thought it
had fallen away somewhere in faint
but presently il shone on the breast OF
the sailor, so radiant and beautiful that
1t dazzled poor MFR. McGraw.
Why. you did know me-" said Mar
tin, tears bursting out of his burning
eyes. In spite OF everything. she did
know met / owe you a dollar, Mr..
McGraw!"
And. Master Shallow, I owe you
a thousand pound,'" quoted Mr.. Nc
Graw, with bitter grin.
What more can be saidp The wedding
took place n little later on, after the
lawsuit bad been decided in favor of
Mr.. McGraw. Maggie's wedding trip
was across the sen, but not in steamer.
Il was in a trig little vessel, which Mr..
McGraw gave rs a wedding present,
at the express request of the bride.
Martin wouldn't give up the sea, {"
she said.
And you wouldn't give up Martin
said Mr.. McGraw.
why, no, sir, not for the world"
said the foolish girl.
So poor Mr.. McGraw took passag,
alone.-HdTper's Weekly.
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