Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1885-05-20

it'll be good thing both for him and
me. When he comes back, in couple
of years or so, I'll see about giving him
an interest in the concern. I'll stick to
the lad-if it's only for his fathers
sake, | WILL"
did his father do so much for you,
papa?"
1--we often said l was a self-made
man-and so am, in way; but it was
Lynne's father gave me the start, Mag
My father your grandfather, that
you've never seen to oremember-was old
Mr.. Lynne's servant. What do you
think of that, Maggie?"
Your fatherl'
'Ay, he was. And the old gentleman
took me INTO the works as office-boy.
That's how began life"
"Did these very works once belong TO
Mr.. Lynne, papa?" asks Maggie in sur
prise.
''Well, won't say but what I've i'm
proved them, and spent deal of money
on fresh machinery, and that-yes, and
been at more expense than Mr.. Lynne
was ever put to. But the place had
been in the old mans family for gener-
ations, so to speak. Why. they lived
IN this very house we're sitting in now,
when l first remember themp'
but how came they to lose it all?"
'How is property lost, Migp The
sons were wild lot; and old Lynne had
TO mortgage part of the works To pay
their debts. When he died, lie didn't
leave behind him near as much as was
expected"
"Why did you never tell me all this
before, father?" asks Maggie
Where's the good OF raking up old
things that are none so pleasant when
they do come to light? Better let 'em
lie. Besides, you were at school when
| took Dennis into the Office"
docs Dennis knOw?"
''Know what? About his father do
ing well by me and mine, and my want
ing to pay it up to him? OF course he
doesl Go and question your mother
now; she knows all about it; and it's
time | was at the works. Ta-ta. Take
care of your-elf, my dear"
The days speed by, and the time for
Dennis's departure draws nearer and
nearer. Maggie has seen him many
times; but not yet has she found the
chance for which she is Oh the watch.
And now Dennis has come To spend
his farewell evening with the Lortons.
Other people are in the room Herbert
Benson and his sister. and two cousins
of Maggie e's-all old friends, who have
gathered together to see the last of Den
mis-, and to bid him ''God-speed."
Quietly separating herself from the
group, Maggie reaches the window, and,
raising the heavy curtain, stands i'll the
deep recess, looking out with tear
dimmed eyes upon the night. Soon she
becomes aware that she is not alone.
Instinct tells her who it is that has fol-
lowed. Without turning, she says in a
low tone
Il want to tell you how sorry l am
everything, Dennis"
AS he makes no answer. she turns TO
look at him. In the dim light she can
barely trace the outline of his face.
She cannot see the eXultation that leaps
into his eyes and fiushes his cheeks with
new hope, so that he cannot find words
10 speak just yet.
''Don't you understand? am sorry
/ was so rude to you-i wish l had not
said what did; and want you TO say
you will forget twill you, Dennis?"
The plaintive strains of music come
signing through the thick curtains, and
with them comes the whisper:
81 have forgotten, Maggie"
"And L want you to remember only
the pleasant times when We were to-
l hope you will be very
happy and successful"
dearest, this is worth everythingl'
And Dennis has Maggie's hand in his.
Hush, Dennisl Don't misunder-
stand again." says Maggie gently.
''Are you two playing at hide and
seek there behind that curtain?" broke
i'll Herbert's loud voice upon this Utopia.
"Heaven bless you, Maggiel' whis-
perS Dennis, leaving a passionate kiss
upon her hand.
He is gone--the music has stopped
and Maggie finds that the world has all
at once become sadly dark and dreary.
Scarcely five years have passed away,
and Mr.. LOTIONS views concerning
Dennis Lynne are more than realized.
He has acquitted himself with much
credit while abroad, and is now junior
partner OF the firm.
Since his return to England, he has
his intimacy with the Lortons,
becoming a constant visitor to the
house, as of yore. There are times
when Maggie thinks him very much al
5ered, and then again he seems the Den
MS of old days. He has never reOpened
DR. approached the subject that vexed
ler so on that summer evening long ago,
and yet something tells Maggie that he
mas not forgotten.
Miss LOrton, with many advantages
,f seeing and being seen in society, does
not lack admirers. As yet however not
,ne apparently of these enamored swains
las succeeded in storming the citadel
)f her heart. On this evening several
,uests are dining at Mr.. LOrtOn's hos
Ditable board, and it is during a pause
m the conversation that that gentleman
,allS out
II say, Lynne, some of these young
'oIk want TO see the new machinery at
yorkl Will you show 1t 'em, and ex-
llain? You'd rather have a handsome
,oung fellow for Snowman than an old
chap like me, know"
Thus it comes about that gay little
,arty of men aud maideIs stand, few
laws after, within the dingy factory
walls. under the kindly chaperonage of
Mrs. LortOn. They have al
most completed their survey, and are
low halting, talking and laughing mer-
lily. before huge mass OF machinery.
"But what's this enormous wheel
or. with these great iron spikes stick
ng cut all round it? How does it work,
Mr.. Lynne?"
WAIT a moment, and l will show
you,'' says Dennis.
He moves off few PAGES to give
ome order to one of the men. and
tands watching him set the giant in
notion; then he turns. What is it that
makes his heart stand still and blanches
lis face? Maggie, deep in an animated
is within an inch of tie
,ip wheel. One moment, and she