The Memphis appeal. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1886-1890, 1886-09-12
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HOW CAN EVER HAVE THOUGHT TIL
MAN GAUNr AND GRIMP'


MAN GAUNr AND GRIMp
The next day after the eventfu)
meeting ! did not 90 to Harley street,
nor the next day after that, nor-uay,
the truth will ontl did go the day
after that.
1t was igpominious to seem to play
the spy, but quite impossible to sscri-
fee more than two dsys To- dignifis d
scruples. On the third day l decided
that take run" down Harley street
| must, and thither accordingly betool1
myself. 1t was no figure OF speech: l
ran. l simply shot psst the house,
and did not look at the door knock er.
Going at full speed toward Csvendish
sire t, l all but llided with fellow
being.
"Di. Drayton Murray!'
"Dr. Bourkep
Glow do you do? Are you busy?
Or eau You come back TO my house
for moments chat?'
How can ever have thought this
man gaunt and grim2 He is a stately
old gentleman with the kindest face in
the world.
returned with him, no hing loath.
Going along wa descsnt on the at.
mo 'phere as topic Of abs rbing in
tsrest.
viii you come 10 my study" he
says, as we enter the house, and leads
the way thither. The fret thing that
catches my eyes as / enter is tue pic
ture OF young man in somewhat an.
tiquate1 gsrb, bearing a strong resem-
blance TO myself-my father 1--WE have
the same picture OF him) before he was
married.
"a dear college FRIEND" saws the
doctor, in reply to my gaze. mo less
surprised than ara you 10 see his pic.
ture here was i when some months
ago learned that you are his son. l
have never seen him since be gave me
tina. portrait before going to India.
All, yes / heard of his death, poor
fellowp
And we both OF us consecrate some
minutes of silent respect to one of the
best ofmen.
Then the conversation turns into
other channe 8. until:
about this little girl OF mine" says
the doctor, suddenly. May ask If
am wrong in thinking that you care
for herr"
'Csre for her? She is never out of
my tho lghts, Dr. Murray"
Then, why the" he stops).
why on earth don't you make e.cn
other hsppy?"
And he rings the bell.
"Ask Miss Drayton Murray t. cone
to me-" This to the servant who
answers the summons. -
A ttep on the stair, a run in the pas
sage. Miss Drayton Murray does no
keep her father waiting.
In another instant the door is
opened.
what You're not alone2 Did you
not send for me, iather?"
She stops on the threshold. 1t is
p city picture! 1t would make a
presy scene in a plsy-but it was
cruel on the child. She begins to
tremble. Thesame change comes over
her face; first a great wave of color,
then pitifully white.
Father, what does It mean2 What
do you waat with me2"
think he cannot have foTesesn the
effect his summons would have. He
haet med towards the girl, and, putting
one arm around her, leads her into the
room. He makes her mine with his
blessing and leaves us alone. In an.
other instant am holding between
my hands her golden head. l am
looking in her eyes, and she says
with something tina is no quite laugh
ter, and is net quite tears, hat the
ot1er Nelly was perfectly right, that
her THOUGHTS have been W tn me a
ways-and WHY Because (this with
ont ever a smile) about cur first meet
log there was, indeed, ''the sort of
thing one remembers. h-From Bel.
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