Weekly expositor. (Brockway Centre, Mich.) 1882-1894, 1886-11-11

"Yes, Gracia, am going TO right a great
wrong. ! shall ride over to Heronsdale at once
and see lawyer know there; then shall
telegraph 10 London for Mr.. Graham"
'Tell me-" cried, shave anything to dc
with III"
Tonight" he said, II shall have . surprise
for you. When l come home, you must join me
In the library, and win tell you then all you
want to know"
TELL me now" I pleaded; II have waited
years for the knowledge Have pity on me,
and tell me nowW ] felt that the color had
left my face, and my lips trembled so that
could hardly speak. Tell mel" entreated
II cannot live in this suspense"
"You shall know all night, Gracla," he
said gently. "There are several matters to be
settled first, and must see lawyer"
''You promise to tell me who ! am, al my
history, who my parents arei Oh, Heaven,
how shall live until night"
81 promise faithfully" he replied.
Again he kissed my forehead, and stood fos
some moments looking at me with longing
eyes. Then he left me; and SO great was my
rapture, my fear, my agitation, that fell upon
the grass and buried my face In II.
Soon heard the sound of horses hoofs
and looking up, saw that the Squire was
riding Black Prince, the finest horse In his
stable, but one Of which the grooms were all
afraid-a spirited animal which could not brook
restraint Watched rider and horse until they
disappeared amongst the trees
The memory Of that afternoon, with iti
balmy air, its sunny warmth, Its odor Of autumn
flowers will remain with me until die
| II .kax hon II h.
ing sweet fancies. At last l should have 9
name, home, and friends At last i should
be as Others were
| could not go back to the house; 1t seemed
as though ! should not be able to breathe
there. l felt that must be but In the open
air with the branches waving about me. Ny
whole soul was on fire with impatience.
Hours must pass-hours, not minutes--be-
fore could see the Squire again. / tried by
walking to reduce the fever Of impotence thai
consumed me. | went through the woods
and at last came to white gate that led from
field to the river Here paused and saw
what imagined to be a knot of laboring-mer
standing by the river-bank. They were talk
ing together, and busy-I could not see wha
they were dong-with a rope. waited som,
little time watching the scene, and then walket
slowly home.
When reached the manor house, saw, Il
my surprise, little groups OF men standing
about on the lawn. The western sky was al
aname then, and a rudy light fell upon houses
and trees.
Swiftly Mrs. Patterson came up TO me.
"Oh, Gracia," she cried, do you know
have you heardr'
| flung nv arms around the sturdy branch
Of the cedar against which was leaning. A
blow was coming l felt; but did not dream
| In what manner 1t would fall
'Come with me quickly" she said. ~ an
sure that he wants to speak; but cannot I'm
derstand him.
"Who wants TO speakp' asked.
''The Squire" she replied. ''Oh, Gracia, d.
you not knowi The Squire has been throw
from his horse into the river, and he is dying y
Dying Oh, Heaven! And with closed lip
lips that might never utter another word
The rudy light, the dark branches Of tn
cedar, the white faces Of the men, all seemed
TO mingle, aud fell forward upon the grass
The blow to my hopes was terrible. had ex
pected TO hear my story that night, and tn,
only lips that could tell II to me were closing
| In death
Presently the giddiness passed of. and
rose to my feet. Mrs. Paterson looked at I'M
with evident displeasure.
This will not do, Gracia," she said severe
ly. II came to ask you TO help me, and yo,
give way to your feelings"
II was SO shocked and startled" answer
ed confusedly.
"So was l." she said but did not faint
You must come with me, Gracia You will I'm
derstand the Squire better than any Of us can
He has talked so much to you"
But" I cried, seizing her hands in my az
itation, she is not dying-oh, surely-surely no
dying"
~ am afraid so" she answered mournfully
! felt stunned. II could not belt could no
possibly be that he was dying with my stor.
untold. Poor miserable me! After ell m
hopes, to be so cruelty disappointed! II wa
more bitter than death Alas for my swee
fapcies! ! should never know now the clasl
| of a mothers arms or the sound of father
voice.
Come" said Mrs. Paterson.
"How did 1t hsppen!" asked, as we wslke'
slowly up the grand staircase.
| w VIC Nao hhC absWcis
Squire tried TO cross the river near the ford
ing stones instead OF passing over the bridge
The grooms think that Black Prince SHE'D a
the stones. Any way, he flung the maste
there. The doctors say the Squire must hsv
been lying there at least two hours"
| ale fell Into the water thenw cried.
| "No, he was thrown upon the stones, bu
the water reached him. None OF us knew any.
thing Of the accident until Black Prince cam,
home without his master. Then we felt tina
something serious had happened. Some Of th'
men-servants went out to look for their master
and they met a laboring man running to tn,
Hall to tell us that the Squire was lying on thu
| fording- stones. They went there directly, an(
found that he was stll alive, and they brough
| him home. The doctors from IIeronsdale arc
still with him; but they say they can do moth
ing. He Is beyond mortal help-the poo
Squirrel"
Mrs. Paterson went into the room first, an,
had some conversation with the doctors TheI
they both came out into the corridor, looking
very grave.
"There is no hope" said one-Doctor Ben
son Of Heronsdale. at is useless for us TO re
main; still we will stay II you wish It,"
"Oh, do SIR" sobbed Mrs. Paterson. II
seems such q sad thing for the poor gentleman
to die without kith or kin near him."
HAS he no relativesf" asked Doctor Lyons,
who was newcomer.
"Some very distant ones-thc Caryls; bu
all know Of them Is that they are not in Eng
land Just now. heard the Squire say 80 on,
day."
ale has been making desperate efforts .,
speak," said Doctor Lyons. ~ suppose 20,
| have no idea what he wantsl'