The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1888-08-19

ing his way through college. and engaged him
at a salary, princely in that region. TO be his
tutor on the island. All that winter the sailor
worked and studied, picking up the tangled
threads in the incomplete texture Of his early
education. People thought he was trying to be
. gentleman-ignorant that they were bern. not
made-but Mason had q higher purpose locked
securely in his own heart. One day Sol said
thoughtfully: miss Margreet don't write on
pretty paper no more with monergrums."
Mason Tarbox felt conscience stricken then.
Could she have impoS srished herself to make
restitution He departed for New York sud-
denly. and only when he returned told where
be had been.
al went to see her. mother" he said remorss-
fully. II found her in an old-fashioned house
working for her bread when we were living in
idleness on her money. l hate myself for IL.
She would not discuss the money, and sick at
heart L went to her lawyer. He told mo coldly
taken almost all her fortune; that there was
something from her mothers estate, some lands
that would shortly pay her a good income. /
said l could not realize such a gift as hers; that
/ thought she had plenty lett ''She is the noblest
woman | have ever known" he answered rever-
emily; II have read Of historic women who gave
their jewels TO purchase war weapons for their
husbands, to fit out brave crusaders, but she in
our modern times, with no hope of glory, Of re-
ward, has given her all to clear her dead faith
ers name. So l came away, mother, thinking
it best to trouble her no more"
In June Mrs. Tarbox wrote a beseeching letter
to Marguerite. Mason was abroad with his
tutor; would she not spend the summer in her
old homel She accepted the invitation eagerly;
she was lonely in the city, aud her heart yearned
for her kind old friends. She came. still in her
black gown, thinner and a little pale, but a new
happiness in her sweet face. Sol was her shadow
make her happy. She knew that the fishermen
looked upon her as q saint: where there used to
be dark looks and muttered curses there were
now kindly welcome and interest. 1t was worth
a fortune; she felt and grew brighter and gayer
daily.
When she had been a fortnight on the island
che said one afternoon to Sol: II am going to
my fathers grave now. The past is forgotten
and forgiven. l am going to tell him 1 have
taken him back to my love as in the ole DAYS"
The child followed her. locking at her quietly
when she knelt a long time by the mound, her
face hidden in the grass.
"Them roses was plarnted by Mis- Tarbox.n
he said, shrilly. ''She thought you'd be pleased;
an Mason an Granpa sot that stun wall round
here"
Father" said Marguerite, softly. 81 think
you know and understand, that you are glad the
past is no more. You will say. when We meet
again, Ny daughter, this lay on my dying lips,
the request for you to set things right. but |
could not speak. so you learned my wish through
your own heart" She turned to take Soils hand.
and fonnd herself face TO face with Mason Tar
OoA. no was cnapgeu, indrVelouSly luprONeu
by travel ana study, and so gentle and courte-
Gus. she could only meet him kindly.
She determined to return to the city, but the
old people pleaded with her. and Mason himself
was SO brotherly and eager to make her forget
the past, that insensihly she fingered. One
moonllt August night the two. Mason and Mar
guerite, wandered down towards the light tower
where q bluff new keeper presided, though Cap
tain Reed held authority over him.
"Stay you here;" said Ann sharply as Sol
started after them; ''hain't you ever heerd two
was company an three q erowdf
'.She likes me best" sobbed Sol, IAN wants
me. l know
.'Ef that could be now muttered Ann. Mrs.
Tarbox looked after the couple with wistful
eyes.
Goals of FIRE, Ann" she said trsmulously;
s'but If it could only be-"
81 must go back" said Marguerite timidly.
when they reached the point where the tower
stood. a faithful sentinel.
''Just a step, only to his grave he pleaded.
sand you can GO there. Mr.. Tarboxr
LET the dead past bury Its dead. You and l
are friends
At the mound she stopped and reached out .
trembling hand. II thank You" she said rover
emily, Il am so glad thathe is forgiven, his sin
forgot"
IF you knew" he cried angrily. show hate
myself for taking your fortune. How / loathe
the ease and comfort it gives me, I shall tell
you though what mean to do. My mother is
old, / shall make no change until she leaves me
forever. hers has been such a sad life that l
owe her peace and content now. But when my
hands are no longer tied. then Miss Stockdals
every dollar of your money shall 90 back 10
your generous hands. Then thank God. / shall
be free. Free to sail over that wide blue ocean,
10 work my mans strength. TO keep my seif-rs-
spect" There was an eager triumph in his look
and tone.
ALIAS, l thought you were noble and kind"
s;0hed tina GIRL