Weekly expositor. (Brockway Centre, Mich.) 1882-1894, 1889-03-14
with rod ,heeks and


gaze of Mr.. Grey, who still held the
pistol in his hand: but as soon as he
caught the gentle and plying glance of
Mrs. Grey, he felt somewhat treasured.
"You-will-not have me arrested"
he said, with a gesture OF entreaty.
mo, my poor boy" said Mrs. Grey.
''At least, not Mt present" said her
husband, more cautiously. you have
hurt yourself by your fall. and will
need some care"
Bob tried to rise, but he was still
weak, and was obliged TO desist.
''Do not try to RISE" said Mrs. Grey.
Husband, can't you lift him up and
lay him on the lounge?-or stay, will
get blanket
at will be better for me to carry him
up stairs and lay him on a bed"
This was, accordingly done.
ii did not wish 10 rob your house."
said Bob, family.
"Say nothing about it now. We
must attend TO your hurt"
The wound was washed, and bound
up in such n manner as the judgment
of Mrs. Grey dictated.
The physician. who was summoned
the next morning, reported that few
| days rest and quiet would be sufficient
TO bring the patient around.
He hooked n little curious to learn
! who the patient was, or what connec-
ton he had with the Grey family.
Amy relationP" he asked.
To this Mrs. Grey replied in the
negative, and he rightly judged, from
her manner, that she did not choose to
say anything more.
A week passed, during which the
kindest care was taken of our youthful
! burglar. Several times during this
period Bob commenced speaking OF the
night of the robbery, but he had been
told to defer speaking until he was
better able TO do SO. At length, his
convalescence was so Ear advanced that
he was permitted to speak.
81 am very much afraid" said he,
"that you think have been accustomed
tO-to what l was detected in the other
night"
II could not believe it," said Mrs.
! Grey, warmly.
Mr.. Grey said nothing. He had seen
more OF the world than his wife, and,
though he felt unwilling to believe
that 90 with such frank, handsome
face could be guilty of duplicity, he
had learned not to trust implicitly to
appearances.
Thank you said Bob, gratefully, in
reply 10 Mrs. Grey.
How, then, were you brought into
such IA situation?n asked Mr.. Grey
''unless by your own conscnt?'
Il viii! tell you, sir, concealing moth
ing
Perhaps it would be as we'll TO tell
Bob's story in our own words.
Bob's real name was Robert Lee.
His father had been mechanic, in tho
receipt of good income, which en-
abled him TO keep his son, who was u
bright boy, at school. Mr.. Lee, how
ever. lived in the present, with little
thought OF the future. Having always
enjoyed good health, he Judged that he
should for many years 10 come, and on
| ly laughed ut his wife when she sug-
gested that he should either endcavOr
to save something from his income, or
else obtain an insurance on his life.
Don't be alarmed, wife" he was ac-
customed TO say; Il shall live for thirty
years yet. Don't think You are going
20 get rid of me so Soon
Being answered in this way, Mrs.
Lee desisted from her entreaties, al
though she well knew that she would
be left destitute in case anything should
happen her husband.
The contingency which she so much
feared Mt length arrived. Mr.. Lee was
stricken down by a fever, which, in an
incredibly short time, Slapped the fOun-
tain of life, and left Mrs. Lee widow,
and Robert fatherlesA
OF course, Robert was taken from
school, and contributed as far as he
could, by the proceeds of the few odd
jobs he could obtain, to his mother
maintenance.
Thus matters stood for year. when
his mother, too, died, and ne was left
alone in the world. A month after his
mothers death, as he WAS in search of
something TO do, he was accosted by a
rough-looking man, who asked him If
he would like a job, OF course. he an
swered in the affirmative.
Then" said the latter, meet Tie ut
ten O'Clock this evening Mt -" Here
he named certain house.
as the business 10 be done al
night?" inquired Bob, with surprise.
yes" said the latter.
Not suspecting the nature OF il, our
young hero kept his appointment, and
met the man. They were joined, be.
fore setting out, by another, and then
started for the house of Mr.. Grey.
Still, Bob did not suspect the object
Of the expedition, having been put of
with some plausible excuse.
The rest of the story the reader j.
already acquainted with.
Mr.. Grey, IA we'll as his wife, was
disposed 10 believe the account o.
Robert Lee, and both began 3D. feel q
friendly interest in our hero, which
soon ripened into u warm attachment
Cant you do something for him?'
asked Mrs. Grey Of her husband.
That is what | have been thinking
Of" was the reply. II should take
him into my own counting room i
there were n vacancy; but should bc
obliged TO create place for him. How
ever. l am inclined TO think can ge
him in with Hathaway d CO.
That would b an excellent place
, for him"