Fort Worth weekly gazette. [volume] (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1890-06-26
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And May was not afraid of lnjurIng
her hair, and SO let Gerard take as muot
as he wished. Her heart indeed felt too
from her to care for anything else, anc
when he took her in his arms to bid heI
goodbye it was all she could do to re-
strain her tears.
"'YOu will write?'' she whispered
with her head on his breast
81 will write Tomorrow, he ans
swered, land tell you all about how
get on. l don't mean to be brow-beaten
and that III soon let them see. But
now, MAY darling, 1 must go-you love
me truly and really don t you, May?"
"Oh, yes, yes, Gerard''
"And you loved me before all this
came 1 know; You loved me didn't you,
when l wac only plain Gerard Brewster
or at least imagined myself to be?"
"You know L did, whispered the
girl.
They parted in the tenderest fashion
and again and again renewed their prom
ises of faith to each other, and then
slowly, ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS left her car
rying away the memory of her sweet
face in his heart.
He found on his return to the farm
house, that Father Hayward had not
been idle in his absence. Mrs Brewster
had, in fact, signed a deposition which
he had drawn out, fully confirming Lady
Gilmore s confession regarding Gerard s
birth and supposed death in every par
ucular. Poor Mrs. Brewster was IN
great grief, but she had obeyed Ger
I'D J., nd
packed and ready; but she fairly broke
down when the moment of part
ing came, and sobbed aloud when
Gerard bent down TO kiss her.
"Nonsense, - he said kindly, "don t
go on like that; IN be back here very
soon can tell you.
But Mrs. Brewster knew the world
better than he did.
going into new life, and it's
one. -
ppm sure he will not forget his kind
nurse who has tended him all these
years, said Father Hayward; "and in
all probability also Mrs. Brewster you
will be called to Wrothsley to substan-
tate Gerard 5 claims.''
VI NOuio L won yOuJ
said Gerard, once more shaking her
hand; good bye, take care of yourself,
like good old woman, until 1 come
back.
And so he parted from the woman who
had nursed and reared him for twenty
five years. He had smile on his face,
as he went out of the door, but Mrs.
Brewster covered hers with her hands and
walled oud.
81 thought to have him by me to close
my eyes in death, - she moaned; "buu
now it is all over; he's gone away and
will never come back
In the meanwhile, Gerard and the
priest were walking towards the village
inn, from whence they drove in car
They Travelled by fast train, and
reached London about in the evening,
and then proceeded direct to Wrothsley,
ARRIVING about 10 o CLOCK. At the sta
ton ut Wrothsley a carriage awaited
them, as Father Hayward had tele-
graphed during the day to Lady Gilmore
that they were on their way. Gerard by
this time was somewhat pale and agi-
tated, in spite of all his big words to
poor May Summers.
pu aIo uedEluS your uOhe NOW
said Father Hayward kindly and reassur-
ingly, as they drove on in the luxurious
through the dark lanes. Then
they reached the west lodge at Wroths-
ley end entered the park, and Gerard
leaned his head out of the carriage win
dow TO hide his nervousness.
1.-The park is very extensive went
on the calm voice of the priest, "and
oil Iol-
solutely abounds in water fowl; blythe
bye, forgot to ask you, are you a
sportsman?"
81 have shot a hare or two, an
swered Gerard huskily.
fAh, that will all soon come right;
you will have plenty of shooting here,
and most young men like it. -
Another quarter of an hour brought
them to the front entrance of the castle,
and few moments later, Gerard was
in the great hall, and as the
butler, Graham, advanced to receive the
travellers, this ordinarily calm man abso-
lutely started as his eyes fell on Gerard
lace.
"My lady gave orders that she would
receive you and-this gentleman at once,
IN your ARRIVAL he SAID, not in his
MS late lord had startled the butler, and
-here had been strange rumors about the
castle and the neighborhood for some
.ays.
"Como, then - said the priest, put
ling his arm through Gerard IS, and lead
ng him gravely up the magnificent stair
ease, for Gerard was too much agitated
by this time almost to know where he
was going. He had never been in such
! house before, and had had no idea of
'uch wealth and luxury as surrounded
Tm on every side. His heart was beat
ng fast, and his face was flushed, and
lis hands trembled as they traversed the
thickly oarpeted broad corridors, and
reached at last the room where Lady
awaited them in greater aglta-
ion even than her stranger son.
Father Hayward raped softly on the
loor, and then led Gerard in; led him up
o the rich satin couch on which was
eated pale woman with dark restless
,yes, who rose with balf-cry on her
,allid lips as they approached her.
81 have brought your son back to
'ou, - said the priest gently. HGerard
his is your mother, Lady Gilmore. -
Then Lady Gilmore put out her quiver- |
ng hand.
cit is his fathers face-his fathers
ace, she murmured. as Gerard nerv-
'usly took her hand in his own trembling
me-
cit is remarkable likeness certain |
y" said Father Hayward, as Lady Gil
nore's eyes still dwelt on the familiar,
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