New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1880-12-19

L have been making my will he said abruptly
at length; i made one six months ago, IN o mo-
ment of anger. but that shall be destroyed before
Bernhardt returns. BY this new one have left MN
everything except the business, and that no Will
not grudge to his cousin. l shall give 1t into
Maitre Janssens keeping tomorrow Meantime
he added with a curious smile, have put IL In q
safe place where il would be difficult to- .
He stopped abruptly, putting his hand to , his
head. The blood suifused his face TO the temples,
gered, and would have fallen II Annette had not
supported him. She bent over him in alarm az ne
sank into n chair
II il nothing he gasped passing fantness-'
He drew one or two heavy breaths, and seemed to
recover somewhat, though his face was SILL White
and hagQard.
Good girl, good girl be said touching her cheek
as She bent over him. you deserve to be HAPPY,
and YOU shall be- You will live here, you ana Bern
hardt: he will have this tor his palntlng-room
again He will make n name-yes the lad was
right he is an artist Never let the old house go
into strange hands, love it. 1t has sheltered my
people for more than century ever since the tlne
of old Simon Vanderhaven. yonder,. and ne nodded
toward the portrait with smile of friendly recog-
niton then sat silent, looking into the bright ho-
lows of the fire. -,
/ am drowsy.' he said at last / think could
sleep -, -
Annette stood Inear HIM till hseyes closed, then
returned to her seat But she could not work. She
felt uneasy and depressed. Her eyes dwet with "a
sort of fascination the motlonless figure Oppo-
site, only gancing away now ana then at the nicA-
erinQ fire or out through the uncurtained window
at the bare moon lit Place, where the SHADOWS OF
the quaint old houses lay black on the sn0w-whlt
cned paYement. About quarter of an hour llad
ngssed thus when she heard the mufied roll OF
carriage wheels approaching the mousse, iney
paused at the door. and there was knock when
sounded unnaturally loud IN -he silence. enc
started TO her feet. Could il be Bernhadt, who
had arrived before his time was the first Thought
that flashed across her ~,
Assuring herself that NJ. Vanderhaven was still
sleeping she went out into the landing. and leaned
over the heavy carved balustrade, looking down
into the lamp-lit hall. Yes-it was bernhar;it VINO
stood there laughing at Did Ursula's shr1ll qnes-
tions and ordinations as he dismissed the carriage
and closed the door. Annettes giad niue CITY
caught hIs ear at once. lie looked up nuns MS
travelling wraps on to the noOr, ana Douhueu up
NV darling. my darngr was all he could say at
first between shower of kisses. How l have
longed for you all these weary months!
And | for vOu' she whispered shyly' as she
looked up into his iace, bronZed and oider-looklng
but hnndsomer than ever she Thought Win "a THRILL
And to find you here to welcome me it seems
like a fairy tale You must have bewltched my
grandfather. And your eyes darling y be went on
tenderly bending 70 look into them. If you had
told met that trouble before, should never have
left YOU. Are they betterP
So much better that warn you | shall be able
to detect all the tHults in your pictures, was her
laughing reply. But you haven't explained yet
why yotI are here four DAYS before v0ur time we
did not expect You TIL Christmas Eve.
Il feared il I delayed / should be snUw-bound
There have been several falls, and some OF the lines
IRE blocked
4 am glad you came TODAY she said more
gravaly have been so anXOlus.'
Is NV grandfather worse 2 he asked quickly.
I fear so though he will not admit il. tie was
speaking of you just now. l know he longs to see
you. Come.
Hand in hand they passed into the room. bright
with freight and lamp-light The Oid merchant
had not moved. His head rested against the back
of the cnair: his hands re folded IN an attitude
OF peaceful repOse.
He is asleep she whispered; he Oh. Bern
hardt. what is il p For the young man. alter one
glance at the placid face uttered an lnarticnlate
crv and sank on his knees before the chair. Mon
sieur Vanderhaven was sleeping the sleep that
knows no waking