San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1888-04-16

issue.
"My strength is as the strength of ten
Because my heart is pure"
-TenneysOn.
Several weeks after the abduction o
Lucy from Vests home, Lawson wal
on his way to Clayton's house; he was
exceedingly good humored as he pulled
the bell, which was answered BY
Michael, the Irishman, who looked a.
the visitor with the utmost contempt.
"HaVe they finished breakfast
Miohael?" Lawson said, with patron.
iZing smile.
owl no do you mean, sOr 2"
"Wby, the Claytons you, I'd-" but
he checked himself iu time, for he ga ~
the color rise TO the cheeks of the old
servant, having an instructive dislike &c
him, and at the same time fearing the
GOODNESS, with which the old man al
ways regarded him, he fOrbOre the cpl
tibet.
sinister Clayton is at home" with
emphasis on the mister, but l don't
know if Miss Clayton IS sOr.''
"Then go, tell him | am here" Lawson
said authOritatively for he was ANNOYED
at the satirical answers he had received.
Michael glided away with a Slight
shrug of the shoulders.
Emmy and her father sat in their
usual places at the breakfast table: she
was dull, Clayton had been urging her
to cheer up. He feared the time he had
decided on for the separation of the
lovers was too long, and had made up
his mind to send for West if che con.
tinued to pine and NOPE away before
his eyes.
II heard" he was saying, that young
lnfS 10 In
it will not be long before his return and
then, we'll, we will see."
"Misther Lawson Is here, sor, inter-
rupted Michael.
Very well, tell him to come up
here"
"Good morning, Lawson; Michael,
bring another cup and saucer; you are
in time to take breakfast with u.s.
mo, thanks" said Lawson. seating
himself by the window, II have had
breakfast"
you are going to the city early this
morning"
"Well, l started from home earlier
than usual, TO bring some news, which |
fear is not pleasant, for one does not like
to hear of the death of neighbor, so to
speak"
WHO is dead, them" Clayton en-
Quired earnestly.
Emmy had not spoken, but sat look
iIS2 at La n sOl, who shifted uneasilv in
his chair.
Well, will read you the telegram"
unfolding a paper, received at the
shipping Office: Steamship POonah ar
rived here, hOmeward bound, reports
the loss OF two passengers, Frank West
and George Pearson, during q slight
gale"
Lawson looked at Emmy, as he laid
the paper on his kCees, Michael, who
had entered in time to hear what Law
son read, went behind his young mis-
tress's chair. Clayton looked apxiously
at his daughter; she sat like q marble
statue, still staring at Lawson: there
was an awful silence, broken at last by
Emmy, who rose slowly TO her feet,
steadving herself with her chair, her
eyes flashed st Lawson, as she said:
ut is falsehOod," then turning to
her father, papa take heed, this man,
your partner, is not what he pretends to
be, L know 1t. | am sure something will
happen soon, il you do not take care:
this news is but trap to catch me. Mr..
West will return, [ know" and she left
the room.
Clayton sRatohed the paper, hardly
expecting so find the fatal news: his
hand dropped to his side, still grasping
it, he could say nothing but Poor EN-
my"
Michael left the room with Emmy, but
returned. and stood between the door
and the damask curtains, which hung
before it, he, like his mistress, felt I'm.
easy, so though he would be doing but
right to listen.
Never mind, West" Lawson said
your daughter was right when che said
something will happen, have been 60
ing to tell you for several days, but
could not. Her words paved the way
for me and | now tell you that the firm
will be bankrupt in few days"
Bankrupt" gasped Clayton.
Exactly" he coOlly replied.
"Why? How? Did you not see it
coming?"
"I did"
1.-THE books did not show it when |
last saw them"
"NO, managed that in hopes Of pull
ing through" "My GOdw calculated
Clayton. why did l not attend to my
own business"
We'll, we'll" said Lawson, there fs q
way out of your difficulty if You will but
say 1t shall be So"
"Wbst is il? Speak, anything, any
thing, but poverty"