Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1882-09-30

One udy ooei ootoo hoN'o
the young lord, as they always called
Lynden, leaning over the gate chat
ting with Maggie--quite friendly like
Joel thought with feeling of prlde
that his bit of wife could entertain
lord SO well, and laying his grimy
hand on her fair curls, he said:
Perhaps, Maggie, his lordship
might like to step in and have glass
of milk or something2 It's so warm
I'm almost choked myself"
Not suspicion of the truth crossed
his mind. Maggie was his aOife.
A week after, he entered his home
to find it empty. His wife was gone,
without even word.
As the truth pierced his heart he
staggered blindly to and fro; then his
eyes falling upon bit of work, with
the needle still iu it, just as che had
left it, he threw himself with groan
of anguish down beside it and sobbed
aloud:
Maggie Maggie My wife I
could have died for you |"
After awhile he raised up and drew
himself together. as it were, with a
rough shake. Such change as there
was L. Deep lines seemed to have fur
rowed themselves into his broad brow,
and he stopped like an old man but
look of stern determination cleaned
into his now fearless eyes. Hastily
gathering few things, tied them in
bundle; then with one last look
around, stepped out into the road.
AS he drew near the mouth of the
mine he saw group Of miners and
their wives talking eagerly. At the
sight of Joel dead silence fell upon
them.
Lads" he said, "I'm going on bit
of a journey. If I shouldn't come
back, l wish to thank you all kindly
for what you have done for me since I
came among you. The few things l
leave, you can have between you.
Don't be rash, Joel. You were
always overland to her. You were
too good for her, and you are we'll rid
of her." spoke up one of the group.
An angry look gathered for an in
stant in Joel's eyes, dying as quickly
away as he answered.
"You mean we'll, lad; but you
mustn't speak like that; you don't
understand. I don't blame her, and
you have no right to. She was little
more than child, and I should not
have married her"
Then without another word he left
them.
X X X X
"Ihe person from the mines that l
was to bring up, your lordship," said
the butler as he showed travel
stained man into the library at Glen
cowen Hall.
Very we'll, Thomas" answered his
lordship, without looking up from his
paper, adding: "I'll attend to you
shortly, my good man."
The good mans" eyes wandered
from his dust shoes, which had
left their marks upon the handsome
carpet, to the many articles of luxury
scattered profusely about the room {;
then came back and rested patiently
upon tie Marquis cold, calm face.
Fifteen minutes passed before his
lordship remarked:
"Well, what can I do for you, my
worthy fellow? I understand you
come from the mines"
eyes, your lordship, I have come
from the mines, but it has nothing to
do with them. I have come to ask
the whereabouts of your con. Lord
Lynden."
"My son? All probably you wish
to aak a favor of him2 He is, hear,
very liberal toward your class.
Don't be afraid to speak out, my good
man I have no doubt but can Sc
cure his favor for y ou."
"I haven't come for favor, your
lordship; I've come to ask for justice.
I'm poor man, with out learning, and
perhaps cannot make myself under
stood as could wish. Your son has
done me great wrong-the greatest
one man can do another. l have
come to ask you to see that it's made
right"
Really, my good man, / don't
think I quite catch your meaning.
II mean, your lordship, that your
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