The clarion. [volume] (Jackson, Miss.) 1883-1888, 1886-08-25

her eyes nxed upon vacancy as II sne was
/ reviewing the past. said:
/ "Munsterssg ughsTreiawneys Oh, yes;
| Of course. l remember notnf Hugh Ire
| lawney was the incest of those Munster boys.
and we were friends: but y she added. fixing
/ her eyes anxiousiy upon me. surely voas are
not that boyes'
" es, y | replied. Il am Hugh Trelawney -
Her eyes opened wider, she glanced from
me to my uncle and aunt, then round the
kitchen. then she was silent
felt that some explanation was due to
her. and | gave It / told her of my fathers
death-of the kindness of myuncle and amt,
and of nv subsequent life at ST. Gurlott'S
ST Gurlott'ss@ she said rs this ST Cur
lofts in Cenwallg''
answered in the affirmative.
Then have an aunt living in place of
that name, she continued. Perhaps You
may know her; her name is Mrs. Redruth. f"
'Lawd a musSey? wha, that be our mas
ters mothers broke in my aunt But add
ed:
Are you sure its the same. Miss Graham?
This Mrs. Redruth has son who owns the
mine
" es. l kn0w-my cousin George r. she
answered; while my heart misgave me at
the familiar manner in which she mention
ed the name. "oh, it must be the same she
continued, enthusiastically, ''spd to think 1
should be Shipwrecked here, of all places i'm
the werld! Mr. Trelawney, are they far
away? Would it be possible to let them
know that l am here9e
1T viii be quite possible. Shall I take
meSSage2
"Wiil you be so kind9 PERHAPS If YOU tell
her the story and show her this she con-
tinned, dTawing quaint signet ring from
her finger, my aunt Will come to me. This
was my dear fathers ring, and she knew It
We'll, for he always Wore it-and he had Ii
on even when he died,
took the ring from her hand and started
off on my mission
The events of the last few hours had made
me changed being. | began to wonder II
Il was all real; whether / had really seen
Madeline, and whether the one real romance
OF my life had been uihlcSsly swept away.
1t was clear 10 me now that She thought lit
tie of the past, and cared for IL even less
While had been living upon the memory of
those dear days, she had let other events OBJ
literate it entirely from her mind. Well, it
was clear must do the same / must de-
liver her up 10 the custody OF her aelations
as coldiy as il she We're j. stranger who had
casually been cast in my path for a day.
haNing made my decision. l became calm
er. and walked With a steady step up to Red
ruth House. | inquired for the Young mas
ter; learned that he had LETT for London two
days before. l asked for the mistress, and
she saw me She listened to my story quiet
ly enough; when l showed her the ring, her
white face flushed, her hand trembled, and
her eyes filled with tears.
III IS my brothers, my poor brother
she said, more to herself than to me; then
she added, "My niece is at your cottage, you
say?'
Yes, madam
Tell her, | will come to her at once"
left the house. and, instead of returning
to the cottage. walked straight down to the
mine. Where was the use of my returning
to Madeline; to stand by and see that grim
and stony hearted woman bring to her
queenly eyes the light OF happiness, to her
lips the cry of 10Y, which the sight of my
face had failed TO do? Ne: such a sight
might have reused all that was bad in my
nature. was better away
All day worked with fierce persistence
which alarmed me. l looked at myself IN
my mining suit, then recalled Madeline as
had seen her that morning-with her soft
hands sparkling with gems, and the black
servant erouching at her feet-and realized
more than ever the distance that divided us
from one another.
She was the mistress, born TO command;
the servant, whose business it was to obey.
returned home in the evening, and found
the cottage much the same as it had always
been. Madeline was gone.
''She be up at Redruth tiouse, Hugh" said
my aunt. "The avid missus came and took
her away, and right glad she was to go, poor
iassr'
She showed me hve-pound note which
Madeline had given her, borrowing il from
her aunt to do so. She put the note into an
old work-box where most of her treasures
were kept, and set about getting the tea, inn
agning that the romance of last nights
wreck had ended.