Iron County register., 1888-08-02

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| matchmaking plan which her brain had
concocted seemed in a fair way for realiza
tion, and that without any safficiept reason
| for his act.
But worse than that had happened, an6
| cut deeper. But the day before this, as she
sat reading and waiting for Lyman to come
out of his den, in the hour between his
Homecoming and that for dinner, she heard
the door-ben ring, and the steps of the
servant go past to answer it. Lyman's door
| opened the next instant.
s'Who is ita" he asked. "tMr Bergman
to see Miss Carola' She is not at home-not
at home to him, now or in the future. Re
member that, Sarah-and shut the door"
Every clearly spoken word was plainly au-
| dible to Norris before the door was closed
| abruptly in his face-plainly audible in the
| parlor, also, where the listener started
to her feet, tingling all over with indignant
| feeling.
She ran to the window, and Norris, look.
ing up, saw her and lifted his hat. In a
| moment the sash went up, admitting blast
Of wintry air, as Carol leaned impulsively
| out.
'.Please believe that had nothing to do
with that, Mr.. Bergman. / shall be very
| glad to see you if you can ever forgive Ly-
| man. ] don't know what he means, but
am sure he will be sorry by and by''
The window went down again before he
| could answer a word, and Carol faced about
to look defiantly into the face of her brother,
who had entered in time to oycrhear the
| most of her speech.
SIT is shame-a shamei Miss Everleigh
will not easily forgive you for this, nor
shall II
Nothing but quiet sadness looked out of
Lyman's eyes into the girls flushed, indis-
nant face.
'Carol, have ever been unkind to you?
Do you think would give you one pang
could avoid' 1 am sorry your acquaintance
with that young man has grown until the
step 1 have been forced to take became
necessary. l have my reasons for wishing
him to keep his distance; would rather he
had always been stranger to us. Have
you not faith enough in my judgment to be
guided by mes"
Carol flushed and paled with girls yield
ing weakness. She loved her brother dear
ly, she believed in him utterly; only her
heart rebelled now, not her reason. She
looked at him in startled way, dropping g
her voice unconsciously:
"What has he done, I.ylnan?"
"He has done nothing, but he Is our
enenly-nay enemy, if you want me to put it
in that way. How and why, 1 can not now
explain, but it will be better for him
and better for me if our paths lie apart
Come, little girl, put that grieved look off
your face; be the bright little sister who
has made my homo happy for me. Are not
we two enough for each other:"
81 hope not,' murmured Carol, with a
CLEAN of roguish light breaking through
the clouds; but they gathered again as Ly
man went on, seriously:
81 want you to promise that you will not
put yourself IN Bergman's way. l don't
think he will disregard my wishes by COM
ing here again. / may as well tell you that
it was because he was there 1 brought you
away from Mr.. Evcrlcighs house, because
he is SO close a friend of theirs, we must
give up their friendship. Now you know
how serious the matter is to me.'
His voice grew husky, his face pale. He
turned abruptly away from her, and the
questions which Carol longed to ask were
checked. She could only steal her hand
into his and promise to do as he wished.
The next morning at the breakfast table
he gave her quite the old, dazzling smile,
which always meant something pleasant
for her.
"I am sure that my good little girl wants
to hear Kellogg tonight. Put on the best
bib-and-tucllcr when you get yourself
ready. expect to be kept after hours; it
may be late when 1 come home"
"Oh, Lyman, you darling
"There, there! / can't afford to be
choked," he cried, hastily rising, for Carol
was coming at him with outstretched arms.
Was that a shade of remorse that
gloomed over Lyman Childer's face after
he left hers Some furies Were after him,
certainly, for while he had affected to be in
a great hurry to reach the bank, he took a
long circle out of his way simply for the
sake of walking past Mike Maloney's place
and stealing u dozen furtive looks at it's
dingy front. The signal for which he
watched was not there, evidently, and he
drew long breath of relief.
"Thank Heaven, the rascals are satisfied
for once. Stone has been persuaded to go
into retirement again, and after his late de-
mands Red Tom will not dare to ask moro
for some time. must strike a plan to rid
myself of that lot. They would ruin a man
much less desperate than I am. Do they
think will always give in like a frightened
childa They must be taught their mis-
take"
So muttering he turned away, without
seeing a pair of fever-bright eyes that
glared at him from one of the small-paned
windows, without hearing the cry which
rung out shrllly, startling the early loung-
ers in the rooms below
s'Childer. Chlder. A thousand curses"
which mcrciful Providence stilled on the
raving tongue. The patient whom Norris
had helped to that doubtful refuge fell back
upon his bed, and the brain which had been
weaving wild fancies all the night seemed
to crack asunder. When Norris kept his
promise by looking in later in the day, the
man lay in death-liko stupor from which
nothing could rouse him.
"The very ould scratch is in it' grum
bled the landlord. '.Whin a chaps in luck,
he niver comes near 1ne; but let him dhror
into throuble, an I've got him on me back,
bedad an it's q foino time I'm wishin' yc.
wild yer 'ould man of the say yer honor,
for it's not mesllf can put up wild the like D
that in me house,
You wve.ldnt turn the poor fellow out
in that state, Maloney!"
"Wouldn't 1, thin. Sure, dith in the
house wud ruin me inthirely''
g He is not dead yet, and don't believe
he will die if he has proper care. He must
have it here, since he objected so bitterly
to going elsewhere. I'll send a doctor and
charge him to find a responsible nurse for
Miller. 1t will cat up Uncle Amos checll,''
Norris added to him self. bat l don't be-
lieve l could find better use for it. If
this poor fellow has slnied, he has suffered,
too. / don't know why should take such
an interest in him, 1 am sure, but I've quite
made up my mind to sec him through"
Do any of US know why we are led into
some things and kept from others which go
to make up the sum and substance of the
story of life If fate had thrown this waif
in his way. Norris did not know it, but the
story would work itself out to its entirety
all the same.
CHAPTER XVI
TROUBLE FOR CAROL.
Carols bright spirits came back as she