Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1889-03-02

BILE woman, and when Cameron fell in love
with her it was with one of those consuming
passions which brooks no impedinlent being
placed in the way of realizing its sweet
love-dream. His sense of justice, moreover,
was revolted at the edict which decreed that
Mary Harmer should suffer for her fathers
sin. If she had not spoken to him of the Sc
cret of her fathers disgrace, it was because
| she had not known it. 1t had been buried
in silence, as such things are best buried,
| for the sake of those innocent young lives
whose peace of mind would be wrecked for
ever did no veil ever fall to hide the memory
of past shame. Cameron knew that the
shame had been kept from Mary's knowledge.
He had such entire confidence in the per-
| feet loyalty and truthfulness of her love
that he knew she would never willingly
permit him to ally himself with disgrace.
Was he to be the one to tell her this shame
full secret which had been withheld from
her knowledge with such jealous care? He
felt that he could not do it. There remained
faint chance that his uncle might yet be
| won over.
The next evening when uncle and nephew
were sitting in the library, Fred brought
down his portfolio and began to show Mr..
Fraser the nature of the subjects he was
working at. The two fell into talk, and
Mr.. Fraser's delight was so evident over
the increasing signs of his nephew's ability
that Fred thought he might persuade the
old man into relenting.
'sWho is this?' Mr.. Fraser said, after
they had been examining the drawings for
/ some time, alluding to the picture he was
then holding in his hand.
It was a little water-color sketch of fair,
fresh English face, with forehead of great
capability, shaded by crisp brown hair, and
soft dreamy eyes looking out from huge
sun bonnet wreathed a garland of natural
flowers.
'tI do not think ever saw more beauti-
full face, !" Mr.. Fraser went on, without wait
ing for Fred's reply.
! ply, for on the next few minutes great issues
! hung. He Joined with his nncle in praise
of the girls beauty, spoke of her as an i'm
age OF truth and innocence, and avowed
that he had not done half Justice to the ex-
| quisite face, but promised that when next he
came down he would bring with him a
| finished picture OF what was meant to be no
more than the rough sketch, until he con-
triyed to inoculate Mr.. Fraser with some
thing of his own enthusiasm.
"But all this time you do not tell me the
name of this paragon" Mr.. Fraser said,
managing at last to interject question.
claimed, in low tone, while the hot blood
rushed to his face.
Mr.. Fraser drew back, and then with
tightly-compressed lips replied, as he re-
placed the sketch in the portfolio, ST might
| have guessed as much. You have taken
me of my guard by kind of trick; but 1
recall nothing of what said last night, Do
not speak of it again.
And Fred, seeing that his uncle was OBJ
durate, bowed stiff assent, and the prohib-
tied topic was not again referred to.
A few months later Fred and Mary Har-
mer married, and Mr.. Fraser was duly in
formed of the event by his nephew.
Cameron's letter was manly, outspoken
utterance. He told his uncle that though
he knew that he had disobeyed his wishes
in the step he had taken, he had acted ON
the best counsel which his judgment and
conscience afforded in a case Of divided
| affection and duty. He could only trust to
the influence of time to soften his uncle's
opinion, and bring him to believe that in
| flying in the face Of his wishes he had not
rushed upon undutifulness with a light or
wilful heart. If his uncle would refuse to
look on the step he had taken with favor.
| he begged him to believe that he would ac-
cept the verdict with pain, and continue to
cherish the most grateful and affectionate
remembrance of his past kindness.
There was q pathetic ring in Cameron's-
pleading which might have touched a
! harder heart than Kenneth Fraser's. It.
however, failed Of its effect. The next post
brought reply without formal address or
signature. 1t ran as follows.
''You have taken your own course, and I
have this day taken mine. You may be in
terested in knowing the contents OF the will
| / hyae Just signed. I have left sundry sums
to charities. The rest is divided between
my faithful servants, John Forbury and
Deborah Bint."
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