Delaware state journal. [volume] (Wilmington, Del.) 1870-1883, 1883-09-27

aH+ N1lSs NyluorJ Shlu lne Sweet
naughty voice.
And without any apology for her strange
dfess, she ed the way to an inner room,
where her brother, We're Wylder, lay
upon couch drawn beside q sunny
window.
She explained briefly to him, and mo-
toned their visitor to seat.
We'll, sir" said Rsds, loftily, eve
will hear your fathers message. My
brother is not strong enough for many
words, so you will please address your
self to me-"
For the tirst time Raymond Ssarle felt
all the uugraoious and ungraceful dis-
agreeableness Of the errand on which he
had come.
He blushed, he hesitated, he sat over
whelmed with confusion. Finally he
said desperately:
"You know why have come. wish
now had not.'
"fou said you had message from
your fatherY" questioned Reda hauRhtily
81 prefer not to deliver it now" he
answered.
You do not need. We, my brother
and myself, can well imagine that it is
only some new threat to compel us tc
abandon our home-our legal and rightful
home-in spite OF that decision Of an IN
just court which pronounced otherwise. -
Raymond bit.his lip.
lin Justice to my father, then" BIZ
said, u must tell you that this message
was no threat. He wished me to ask you
when it would be convenient to give hin
possession of Wylder's Rock"
Never ~ rang like bugle'5 mott
from Reda's 4uivering lips. 500 back tc
your father and say that to him. Say
that We will die first. We will die resist
ing. He shall never have Wylder'i
Rock while we liveI"
Raymond Searle rose from his seat
bent his head csremouiousiy to her
bowed low to the brother, ia whose eagl,
glance the same flame leaped IS in hers
and went silently from the room.
~ think he meant TO be courteous,
said We're Wylder, when he had gone, q
hope we we're not ruds.' ..--.- .-.-
81 hope not" said Reda, swift chang
coming over the sweet, spirited face
He is not to blame. His father has no
told him all the story, or he would no
Lave come. | could zee that. like hi
ook did not you, Verer'
"Ies, like him" murnured We're.
he would scorn to do such basenes
ss ais father is guilty Of, believe.
81 think he would,' We're answered.
Raymond went back to his father will
= troubled face.
''Sir," said he abruptly, ''you did nc
toll me all the particulars OF this Wylde
case ="
Philip Searle Redeemed. He wonld hav
chosen nOt to tell his Bon more than h
had nut If he must he was ready. VIVA
ground had the Wylders for opposing hi
claim Why, simply this:
II was RaymOnd's grandfather VIII
Loaned The money to Guy Wylder, an
took n0rtgage on the Rock. He an
WyldaE Were old and close friends
Wylder sl1ned that he paid the none
the very taY ..aymond Searle was stricke
With The mortal Illness of which he die
before Tue i0ii1wing morning. Scar
could not o; she rnoment put his han
npou tie mCrtgGg ne was a notoriousl
careless nan Witt lis papers. Both me
were easy ualUred, and they trusted eac
other implicitly. Searle was not feeliu
we'll, and 1t was agreed that Wyld,
should come again the following day an
tinish up the business.
That day never dawned for old Scarf,
and the mortgage never turned up ii
years aiserward.
This was the truth Of the matter, 1T
this was not exactly the way the tatht
told II to his son.
The money could not have been paid
ne insisted. It was all nonsense abor
she mortgage having been mislaid.
Young Raymond listened and gre
grsver and grsver. He believed that th
Wylders had the right on their side, an
that the money had been paid as Gu
Wylder had said, and died fighting I
prove his word true. =.
OF his own fathers part in the bus
ness he could not bear TO think.
Philip Searle was watching him.
went hard on him to have the So
whom he was so proud have one Ill {
suspicious thought OF him.
"Father," said Raymond at las
S'there ia one way in which this matte
might be settled bouorshly, III can wi