The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1885-05-16

measure human soul and determine its corapo-
nent elements by the rules aud laws which were
framed for the world of matter alone
Macy felt whitening sensation as he ilsteneo
to the words of the sage and met the calm scru-
tiny of the deep eyes. He thrust out his hands
with gesture of despair, when-O ioy-the coils
of the steel spiral loosened, and he felt himself
slipping back into time and space and the happy,
uncalculating world. The ancient philosophers
features relaxed and altered.
1t was his daughter pale and fearful. bending
over his PROSTATE FORM laying an ice-cod cloth
upon his head where that singlar sensation or
dull pain still fingered She gave little cry OF
rejoicing as he recognized her.
20, father! thought you would never know
me again.
He could not contrive to articulate, but his
eyes framed question which her lips fastened
to answer:
I'VE had been watching him for days, fearing
he would do something desperate. If we had
only come moment sooner! But the key caught
in the lock. He had knocked you down before
we got the door open"
Macy closed mis- eyes, and endeavored to make
mental digestion of this information by slow
and painful process. AS he compreherded their
purport the awful word murder" framed itself
in his mind. Then his gaze became fixed in sad
rebuke on one who stood behind the girl,
as if shrinking from his sight Strange
travesty of creation that should mask
a guiltladen soul behind that clear hand
trusted the boy, and hoped for him. in the face
of a baleful hereditary influence. Monstrous!
that confidence should be repaid with deceit,
generosity with cupidity, and that all mis- kind
ness should be rewarded with n cowardly, muir
derous blow. No mathematical formulas came
to Macy's aid no scientific course of reasoning
was needed to solve the miserable certainty or
phrase the tragical result; but as he looked at
the graceess scamp his own eyes suddenly
filled with tears.
'.Tissa! !" The girl had not heard that tender
chord in his voice since her babyhood. "How
can you-how can he stand there and-look-the
same"
1.-The same? You are joking, papa. Ned
handled him very roughly" In her excitement
and gratitude she threw off all restraint and
extended her hand confdingly to the tall fellow
standing behind her. 'Of course [ knew who
it was had taken your money the minute You
told me, father. I didn't need to reason that
out, and Ned and have been watching him ever
since. 0, you wicked creature"
vengeful CLEAN shot from her eyes as she
flashed them across the room. Macy followed
the direction of the look. In the custody OF
two officers, his clothes tumbled and torn. his
face bruised and scratched as if he had just
emerged from prize fight stood Frank Hoyt,
with general hang-dog expression.
by thunder
1t was not an elegant phrase. neither was it
logical, scientific, nor capable of accurate con-
struction; but as Macy expelled it from his lips
he shook himsely up spiritually and mentally,
berated his stupidity, erased his prejudces, and
made secret pledges of reformation.
1t was three months before he was able to be
about again and the first time he ventured to go
down town was the day of his daughters we'd
ding Markham searching for him with ali the
solicitude of newly created son-inlaw, found
him standing before the fire in his office CRATE,
feeding the flames with an armful Of books In
sheepskin bindings.