The weekly Union times. [volume] (Union C.H., South Carolina) 1871-1894, 1889-09-13

advanced few steps, guided by the
labored breathing of the, man; then
she dropped upon her hands and knees
and crept forward until she touched
the inert form.
Father! is il you?' she gasped,
drawing back in instructive alarm.
"Yes, it is II"
Half fainting she thrust her arms
about his neck and laid her head upon
his breast like little tired child.
There, hush" he faltered, painful
lly; don't cry SO; my time is short, and
L must speak,
"Oh, father-who has done this
thing?"
Grace, you must not call me father,
for am not your father!"
mot my father!" she screamed, rais-
ing herself and No see his face.
"No! You haSS*Sn wronged-
wronged all youfS ~ sSlsSg!- Oracle.
you are-Oh, God
The end had com mN~| Sbs had ex-
Nicholas Garland z611 = Zone SO his
long reckoning with 63 cfime upon
his soul.
With loud wall Of distress little
Oracle fell PROSTATE across the inani-
mate man as G ray of strong light, shot
from a bull's-eye held in Invisible hands
upon the threshold of the room. illum-
ined the pathetic picture.
CHAPTER xI.
THE SECRET OUT
AS the city clocks were Ginning ten
on he
full night in the old building by tho
East River, Rupert Arnim suddenly
emerged from one of the side streets
leading from the West Side, plunged
into the broad belt of sunshine that
pours down upon the lower end of Fifth
avenue, seeming warmer and more gem
ial here and elsewhere, and rapidly as
cended the steps of the Brevoort House.
He walked with the rapid firmness
of man under great nervous stress; a
gray pallor overspread his handsome
features, and his eyes Mssge dilated and
"Is Mr.. Boyden IMP" he Inquired of
the clerk at the desk, in low, strained
voice.
The clerk replied that, not having
seen Mr.. Boyden, he supposed that he
was in. Would the gentleman be good
enough to send his card up to Mr. Boy
den's room?
Rupert answered that card was not
necessary, and instructed the call-boy
to say that a gentleman would like to
see Mr.. Boyden on important business.
Five minutes later he was invited to
take the elevator to the suite of rooms
on the third floor.
Attired in II rich dressing gown, Max
Boyden sat before small table upon
which was spread dainty breakfast,
but as yet the only part of the service
which had been touched by him were u
decanter of brandy, and siphon of
CONTENTS and tfee ~ sssib teeufes ,s
otherwise pallid featiifes<
He was manifcstly not u 4ittle dis
turbed at the unexpected apparition of
the young artist, since he promptly
rose, and pointing to u chair, said, in
an excited way, which was not ut all his
habitual manner:
"Why, good morning, Mr.. Arniml
Pray be seated. So sorry not to have
seen you last evening"
Without accepting the preferred scat,
II called here according TO appoint
ment."
so am told. / warned you that
might be delayed, you know"
II do not come here to reproach you
for breaking your appointment" re-
marked Arnim, sternly; II am fully
convinced that you never intended TO
sit to me for your portrait"
Scenting trouble in this yelled thrust,
Boyden drew himself up to tho full of
his imposing height as he inquired:
Indeed! May / kno&,to what 1 owe
the honor of this early call?"
II have an important piece Of infor
nation to communicate; something that
I have reason to think will affect you. I"
Then fixing his burning eyes upon Boy
den's expectant face and measuring his
words, lie added, "Gracie Garland dis
appeared from my house during last
night"
1t was terrific struggle with Boyden
to maintain his coniposurc in the face
of this startling intelligence, but some
how ho managed to, sufficiently TO in
quire:
"Pray, how should your news affect
me?"
"You know Grasic Garland"
II am aware of the fact"
"You called upon her in my house
last evening""
"I did"
"What is there between you?" +
Nothing"
"Do you dare to tell ms .tiat you dc
SEoSs, md B$yden went off into "
salti%e.s' Rsa' S5 .."Eis d"Sing Ems !" tps; ''t
darkened ominonsly.
Pardon me, Mr. Be- he sald
with repressed feeling, u that II
spite of what you tell sus
pect that there is sonnet - eer
you and Grace Garland" .
II allow no man to dout 'rd
Mr.. Arnim. Be good en- eX
plain yourself"
"You admit that you kVrr race
Garland, that you called >Heons'
last evening for the purr>/ - '@eiht
her."
II do. Why should
"I do NOT hol,l that VI ult not