The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1880-10-28
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Singular a. ihc desaanl seemed, % eD,
thoaghi q questioning s. Mrs WORK
was sent iaf
Iaara thrned quite ubi,e vhen ih'
strange. imperative summons frst came tC
her. ANA then She vas told that he vhc
sept 4 phs dying
Dying sbe whispered, her blno eyes all
"a vih tear,
What can BE- aanig shall yon 90, Iau
ra2 asked Pauline Rulle, Who pss visiting
her
on. yes, yes poor old man am sorry
lor HIM. Certainly will 80, But am
frightened. Pauline. for never saw any
one die
The pretty, ebildlike creature was trem'
bling from head 10 foot
pauliao put her arm around the slight
figure, aad drew the golden head down up
on her shoulder She was several inches
taller than Laura, and far handsomer in
her own opinion.
Little fool. She thought, a. she caressed
tie fair. Aower-like face with her slim
white hand, Of course it is something about
Lewis yanwirt
Aloud she said insinuatingly, ! had bet.
Ter 70 with you dear; don't YOU think SO?
Oh, il you ouly willi Laura cried eager
~.
Mrs Work was quite an invalid and
could not accompany her daughter, so she
also was very glad TO have Pauline go with
her
As the carriage drove off with the two
girls she sat back upon the couch with Q
thoughtful look
II must be something about his grand
son. hope Laura won't be silly
The ladies were shown at once into Mr.
yanwirt's apartment The sick mn
frowned at the sight Of Pauline
wish TO see you alone, Laura, my child
he said
will wait for you in the next room
darling Pauline volunteered promptly
and departed.
Mr.. Lewis has come, sin, the servant
said, as be was leaving the room in obedi
ence to an impatient gesture from his mas
ter
Let him wait, said the old man grimly.
The night was warm aud the Window
were al open. The sick room and the
next one to il both looked upon the wild,
yerandah, which ran across the front o
the grand old mansion.
II was an easy thing for Pauline to steI
ont upon this verandah without attracting
attention and pass along to the window o
the sick room
want TO know what he wants of her, sh'
said to herself; and Laura is such an oh
stinate little child sometimes, as likely ~
not she would not tell me.
have sent for you, Laura Work, the dy
ing man was saying to ask ifyou love my
grandson.
Laura's sweet face elouded with crimson
and then grew white again. She was trem
bling so, poor child, she could hardly
stand.
Ny dear, he said / am dying, or would
not ask You such a question. Lewis Is
my only sons only child. III die without
viii the whole yanwirt property will fal
to him as the natural heir; but the boy
has taken to bad courses, lately, an
afraid He CANDLES, have heard. Hii
father did before him. The taste Of it is
ia the yanwirt blood. 1t came near being
my ruin at his very age. But promised
the woman ] married that | would never
touch a card again if she would have me
and never did. My grandson loves as
only Vnnwirt can. II is my only hope
for him. Am Wrong, my child, in believ
lag that you care for him?
Lanras pale lips opened, but she could
not utter word.
Little fool thought Pauline.
Listen 10 me- hfu I4itlAu auNliN S1itii
lifting himself upon bis elbow 10 his ex
citement, if you love Lewis promise that
before you consent to marry him You will
exact from him the same pledge my wife
did from me, aud he shall be my heir. II
not, my money goes away from HIM.
Speak, child my lawyer waits now ia
make my will
Laura burst into tears,
do love him, she stammered. viii
promise anything rather than you would
do such dreadful thing. But-what j
be does not care for me Us you think?
Iwill risk that; know he does All ]
ask OF you is to promise not to marry him
till he has solemnly sworn he will never
touch card again. Give me your hand,
child. and say the words over after me.
Laura obeyed him more calmly than
might have been expected under the cir
cumstances.
God bless you, he said, as he let her
hand 60 You have made my dying mo-
ments almost happy.
As Laura quilted the rooms sobbing,
Pauline vas about TO join her, when sh'
hear,l the sick man utter, ] am not .sure
after all. but will would make every thing
safer
Then he ordered the attendant WHO hai
jnst come in TO GO aud bring Mr.. Scribe.
Can be le going to make a viii after alt
wondered Pauline I'll wait ID soc.
She resumed her listening attitude. vel
screened from view l3y tbe shrouding folds
of the heavy silk curtains.
TO her amazemeut sle heard the sicA
man thetatiHg Awill 70 his lawyer, il
which he left everything he possessed L