San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1886-06-29
ITms story was commenced June I6I
THE
Master of the Mine.
BY ROBERT BUCHANAN.

He saw the guu' IS. above III head"
Keats Eudymiun.
the mention Of my own nam, / was qWcky
disappointed. She only smiled; and. with
her eyes fixed upon vacancy as if she was
reviewing the past, said:
MINISTERS? Hugh Trenwuey? On, yes;
of course. remember nOIUi Hugh Ire
lawney was the incest Of thOSC Munster boys,
and VIC were friends: but, she added. fixing
her eyes anXiOusly upon me, surely yOU are
not that bOyy'
Yes" | replied, 81 am Hugh Tuslawneyw
Her eyes opened wider, she glanced from
me to my uncle aud aunt, then round the
kitchen, then she was silent.
| felt that some explanation was due to
her and gave il. | told her of my fathers
death of the Kindness of myuncIr and aunt,
and of my subsequent life at ST. GurUtt'S.
"St. GurlOts?' she said. is this 81. Cur
Lofts in Cornwall?''
answered in the affirmative
''Ihcn have an aunt living in place of
that name She continued. "Perhaps YOU
may know her; her name is Mrs. Rcdruth."
"Iuwd q muS>ey? VIVA, that he our mas
ters mother broke in my aunt But add
ed:
Are You sure is the same Miss Graham?
MS MIS- l""I"'h Has Il SoIi VIII" OWLS 'he
mine"
eS1 | knOW-my cousin George! she
answered; while my heart mlNgaye me at
the iaLHlar manner IN winch She mention
ed the name. On, II must be ihe same, size
continued, ent!lloIa~'lcalIy; "and to think
should be Nhlpwreckrd here, "f all places in
the world! Mr.. l"IaWn"y, are thcy lar
away? Would it be possible to let them
know that / am here?'
1T will he quite possible. Shall l take
meNS3Ee"
Twill you b" 50 kind? Perhaps if you tell
her the story and show her this, She con
tinued, drawing a quaint Nignet ring from
her finger, my aunt will come Ia me. ms
was my dear fathers ring, and she knew 1t
well, for he always wore it-and he had it
on even when he dicd!'
] took the ring from her hand and started
oil on my mission.
The events of the last few hours had made
me a changed being. began To wonder II
II was all real; whether had really seen
Madeline, and whether the one real romance
of my life had been ruthIrSSIy swept away.
1t was clear to me now that she thought lit
tie of the past, and cared for it even less.
While had been living upon the memory OF
those dear days, she had let other events oD-
literate it entirely from her mind. Well, 1t
was clear must do the same. ! must de-
liver her up to the custody OF her relations
as coldly as II she were stranger who had
casually been cast in my path for day.
Having made my decision l became calm
er, and walked with steady step up to Red
ruth House. inquired for the young mas
ter; learned that he had lett for London two
days before. asked for the mistress, and
She saw me. She listened to my story quiet
ly enough; when l showed her the ring, her
white lace flushed, her hand lremoIed, ana
her eyes filled with tears.
1T Is my brothers, my poor brother 5,
she SAID, more to herself than to me; then
she added, MY niece is at your cottage, you
say?
eS, madam.
rel her, VIII come to her at once
lett the house, ana, instead OF returning
TO the cottage walked straight down I" the
mine. Where was the use OF my returning
10 Madeline; I" STAND by an" see that grim