Morris tribune., 1882-10-05

told Jack that you should see me to my
carriage, and he-he-is going to the
club"
$50 much the better" 50 d Dunkirque,
hurriedly. I'VE shall not be missed I'M
til we are across the channel.
| hate scenes; but it is ne ,essary to do
something. A little fellow whom had
handled on my knee, and loved like
son, must not be dupe in this shameful
way.
Dunkirque hurried past me; but
reached the staircase before Mrs. Sart-
roys reappeared, hooded and cloaked.
God knows | never acted so promptly
before in my life, and yet have been
in one or two tight places. There was
But never mind. Let the "old man
garrulous' continue his story.
When Colonel Dunkirques carriage
was called the coachman drove up with
his fur tippet nearly over his ears. The
night was cold, and Mrs. Sartroys trem-
bled, half-turned for moment, then
stepped in. She had crossed the Rubi-
con-and was lost!
wonder if she thought at that mo-
ment of the little hands that were folded
before her night and morn, as the little
sleepy eyes were raised to hers, and
Jacks children lisped out their usual
prayer: God bless papa and mamma,
and make us all dood. Amenw 1 do
not believe that she could have thought
of them. or else she never would have
been there.
"Viaduct Stationw called out the colo
mel, fiinging the fellow one of his few re-
naming half-crowns-it was the last des.
perate flight of the butterfly in the sum
shine Afterward he would have time
to repent or to die in gutter unshriven.
In the madness of the moment he did
not care which.
The horses dashed forward into the
darkness, pulling we'll up to their collars,
but--they did not go to the Viaduct Sta
ton!
Half an hour later, when they drew
up, the colonel jumped out to assist Mrs.
| Sartorys to aligLt. She was trembli NC
| still, and half inclined to return. AL
ready the dark shadows of the weary
years t.. come were heightened out be-
| fore her. And the man whose love she
was about to betray! Well, it was now
too late to recede. God knows she was
| sOrry-most women are-when they are
found out.
"Sold.' Kissed the colonel, in his rage
| kicking Il poor crosslng-sweeper who
| had rushed up to open the carriage
| door.
81 was only a-opin' the door," whined
the old mendicant.
ON your foamed the colonel,
you're always opening doors when
you're not wanted What the devils the
meaning of this? But it is not too late"
Not so fast, Dunkirque," I said,
swinging down from the box, the fur
tippit still upon my shoulders. "Wait
moment. Mrs. Sartorys"-for the bene-
| fit of the servants-"I have won my wa
GER. The colonel betted l swould never
| drive him anywhere without his know
| ing it. Let me take you into the house."
| Mrs. Sartorys took my arm, and led
| her up the steps.
She did not speak, but smiled strange
ly and touched my hand.
Then | returned to Dunkiruue.
You are an Internal scoundrelr' I
said, taking him on one side. IF you
choose to make scene II knock YOU
down old as | am. No; / shall not give
you satisfaction. Before YOU are off, let
me warn you to beware ofScotland Yard.
! That bill of Lavington's has been placed
in their hands, and the forgery has been
traced to you"
This time he really went to the Viaduct
station, eau hit the last train and was
seen no more.
Then | returned to the house.
i You have acted like-a-hero,"
sobbed Mrs. Sartorys. II can never re-
pay you"
There stood Jack smiling in the door
way. She did not see him. He must
never know
1T was only trifling service, and one
which l was only too happy to RENDER"
| said, bowling low. ''Iou overrate it.
| A drunken servant is always dangerous"
"You ved-my-honor," she
was beginning.
"Hushm I said. Jack must never
know" Then aloud: "You are hyster-
zeal; let me ring for your maid"
Between us we got her out ofthe room.
"What is it all about, old fellow"
asked the irreverent Jack, when Mrs.
Sartorys had been safely disposed of in
| her room.
'Jarvis-drunk- again-as usual"
murmured, laconically (the lie cost me
five hundred pounds, and free passage
to the colonies for the irreproachable
Jarvis and his family; but it was not a
dear price to pay for the happiness of
ones dearest friend). 1--WE discharged
the brute for YOU
'All right" said easy eoingJack; "Pll
get another"
And poor Jarvis was discharged.
do not think that Mrs Sartorvs slept
much that night. Jatk told me that she
cried good deal. '.She seems to think
that she had narr ow escane old fell
low" Jack sa unsuspiciousy.
Eyes" l answered, very"
| But he never knew how narrow