Weekly commercial herald. (Vicksburg, Miss.) 1884-18??, 1885-08-07

'"There, don't take on So" she said kindly.
''There may be excuses for you. Old people
Oughtn't to judge the young too severely"
Tell me all she said, every word" gasped
Ca~rruthera He had forced tia woman to
give him this bitter cup, and be meant to
drain it to the dregA
"Oh, poor dearl she told me all Told me
how she had been forced to make her secret
known by my husbands claiming the child.
My heart bled for her. She told me how no
one knew about the baby; how she should
have to let all be revealed unless l helped
her. She told me how she had longed for
her child, and somehow, don't know
how, managed to get 1t to live with her or
near her. On, it's such a pretty boyl Such
q pretty boy, sir"
where can l find herln asked Carruthers.
Not that he now hoped to learn.
"Where} l suppose somewhere near the
child, down at Blacktown. You know the
lady's mama Idon't. But you'll do what's
right, won't you, sirP'
eyes, said Frank. IL will do what is
right. Thank you. Good morning"
He left the room, and departed by the way
he had come. Mrs. Rawlings returned to
her interesting occupations. She knew the
name neither of her visitor nor of the lady
whom she had seen at Blacktown, but to this
day, when she recalls the look of what she
believed to be remorse Oh the young mans
face, she is happy in the thought that It may
be a'few heartfelt and appropriate words,
though only spoken by a humble woman
like herself, helped on the great fight of good
against evil, righted a wrong, and made a
sister woman happier. May such a mistake
occur to many of us. 1t causes consolation.
A worthy soul, Mrs. Rawlings. Never
theIess, we will now bid her adieu, and hope
that the business in Gray street continues to
flourish
But Frank Carruthersl Poor Frank whose
researches had led him into such straits.
Who had learned the terrible half truth
which by a paradox is often greater than the
whole. Carruthers walked and walked-out
of Gray's road-on and on-without heed
ing whittier. Such grief as he felt to-day
was a new experience in a mans life. When
some three months ago Beatrice told him
she could not love him, the shock as We
know was great, but In spite of it Beatrice
was still the Beatrice of his dreams Then
there was hope; there is always hope
in such cases. But now nonel Not a v%estigel
He laughed bitterly as he thought of the
hours he had spent en~deavoring to find the
cause of what he had called Beatrice's COM
plaint-of her general apathy. and indiffer-
ence to the world at large. Now he had got
at the very germ Of the disease. No wonder
she was cold and reserved with such q secret
to ~carrY-such a dread overhanging her.
Poor grill Poor grill
He could see how the boys coming to
Hardwood House had been arranged.
Through Mrs Miller, Of course. And by his
new light be was able to explain a discrep-
ancy which had always troubled him. On
the night when she babe him hope and wait,
the nurse had told him that Beatrice had
saved her years ago from starvation, where
as, Horace had told him, that until she came
to the house, she was a stranger to them all.
He had not thought IL worth while to pursue
the inquiry.
She this strangely hammered woman, had
made him promise to wait. Wait for WHAT
There was nothing TO wait for. Even IL he,
as be scornfully told himself he could, should
forget his manhood and be willing to take
Beatrice as his wife sven now, be knew thai