The National tribune., 1881-12-31


said nothing. In the evening she drew her low
chair to Lady Montague's side and sad why
don't you send for DR.. Griffith"
"Should you like to see him, dear?" asked
her friend.
"No; but l should like him to see you. He
is very good when people are in trouble"
"In trouble, Theodora!"
"You are in trouble, Marianne" (she had been
taught to give Lady Montague this pretty French
title) "You have not told me, but know, and
Dr. Griffith is a wise man."
$50 he is and he used to take a great interest
in Harry Ellen really think Theodoras idea
is a good one. will ask the Doctor what
ought to do about my boy"
Lady Montague's note found the Doctor at
home. It was a piteous little note. Il am in
deep anxiety" she wrote. For six months my
boy has not written to me. At first 1 believed
it was only carelessness on his part I am con-
vinced now that something is wrong. He is i'll,
dying perhaps, in some t-of-the-way place. /
must trace him. You are man, and wise man.
Doctor. Tell me what steps should take"
1t is sad to be compelled, as an historian, to
relate that Dr. Griffith, when he read this heart
rending note smiled grimly. 1t reached him
about his dinner hour. He sent out word that
after he bad dined his horse should be brought
round and at about nine o'clock that same even
ing he drew 1daC ac terrace OF Hlllbury
Looking u he ssa }ra White Lady standing
there, and gssa.t 4ar gith grave salute. She
scarcely no aip..
The Doc n d found Ellen Mon
tague and -r ir heir ordinary sitting
room. He i Is at rest, acting IN
somewhat -, same -,.aun as he had done by
Theodore. =. .,.., ,u,,vus how this man always
inspired confidence. L happen to know where
Sir Henry is" he said. He is not ill-not in body,
that is to say; but he is in rather peculiar
state of mind just now"
Lady Montagues eyes filled with tears Ellen
looked angry. "No state of mind can be any
excuse for his conduct" she said, giving poor
mamma all this anxiety"
"Parden me, my dear Miss Ellen" replied the
Doctor temperately; "your indignation does you
honor; but, just now, it is misapplied. Lady
Montague, you are good enough to call me your
friend. Will you turst me entirely?"
eyes, Doctor, will. You love my boy"
II have great regard for Sir Henry, and.1
would not mislead you for the world. Now,
want you to have patience. That is hard. Yes,
know; but, as you can actually do nothing"
"You will not so much as tell me where my
poor boy is?"
II cannot He is wandering from place to
place friend of mine is his companion. l
heard from this friend two or three days ago.
Sir Henry experienced shock not long ago.
Pray, don't look so frightened Lady Montague!
The danger to his mind is, 1 firmly believe, over
now In the meantime he could not do better
than travel. believe they are going eastward
now, into the Desert where communication with
him will be difficult. advise that for the present
Sir Henry should be left to himself He is a
sensible man When he feels fit for civilized
society, he will return home. You know he was
never letter-writer."
Though much relieved, Lady Montague was
only half consoled.
"To think of his confding in DIR. Griffith, and
not in me- his own mother!' she said later, with
flowing tears. But when use made her familiar
with the sting of this wound, she drew large
comfort from the fact that a friend of the Doctor
was with him.
ITO be continued.