The McCook tribune. (McCook, Neb.) 1886-1936, 1890-12-19

doctor Lorenzo Zayala, will you
speak for the defendant"
The doctor turned his chair so as to
face both the brothers and the jury, but
did not rise.
Men" ne said. II have known the
late David Forsyth for twenty years.
/ have been his physician and been his
friend. / saw his wife die. and watched
his children grow to what they are.
When the good mother left them, Mary
was twelve years old, David ten, and
George eight. For her father and
brothers. Mary sacrificed all that makes
the youth to other women"
Twill you be palmer. DoctorP"
eff you desire. 1t is known to me
how they were then poor, her father a
goods, between San Antonio and the
outlying settlements. But he was a
good man, Industrious and ambitious.
For his two sons, he had great hopes,
and saved and saved and saved by day
and by night. The little girl at home
helped him bravely. hiring out their one
servant. and doing cheerfully the work
with her own hands. She plated the
straw, and made hats. also, which sold
for much; and she worked up the rem
nants of lace and ribbons into one
thousand pretty trifies for the fair
women in San Antonio"
"AlcaIde. these details are irrelevant
and imbertinent," said David, angrily.
Every man tells his story in his
W way. Are you willing to listen,
men?"
There was a universal articulation
which evidently meant yes" for the
doctor smiled graciously, and went on
For her two brothers, the little
Mary worked, and always worked with
q glad heart. They had been sent to
the Northern States to school, and
David was educated for a lawyer, and
George for an architect and builder.
For eight years, this father and sister
worked together, solely for these be-
loved boys, sparing all comforts to them
selves. So they paid all their expenses
literally, and saved besides about ten
thousand dollars.
But when the young men came
back, there was great sorrow and dis
appointment. They had been educated
beyond the simple trader, the self-deny-
ing sister. and the lighthouse on the
Wachita prairie. So much sorrow and
disappointment that the sister at last
begged for them that they should go
to the capital. and divide the ten thous-
sand dollars between them"
How do you know such a thing? 1t
is a liew said George.
II have the fathers letter which says
SO. Will the alca!de and the jury read
itP"
The alcalde read the document, and
nodded to the jury.
You have forgotten, Mr.. George"
he said; lit is easy to forget such
money. The doctor is right"
After this. the father heard little
from his sons. They married, and for
got the self-denial, the hard labor and
the love of so many, many years. The
old man worked on, with failing health;
but now that he had lost his ambition,
and cared little for money. it came on
every venture. He did not try to make
it, but it came and came. He made on
silk and cotton and land; whatever he
touched was fortunate.
But as money came. health went;
he was sick and suffering. and could
not bear his daughter away from him.
He was jealous of her love. also. and
he suffered her not a lover. This is
one thing l allow not myself to speak
about. I tell you. atcalde, this woman
showed through many years n great,
sublime sacrifice. Upon my honor,
senorsr' and the little gentleman laid
his hands upon his heart, and bowed to
Mary as if she had been Il queen.
Not for myself; that is one infamy,
one scandal too great to be believed.
As my sister, as my wife, | honor Miss
Mary Forsyth. As my wife? 1mpossi-
BILE! Does not all San Antonio know
that I adore alone the incompatible
Dolores Henriquez?
One day, as 1 sat reading by my
friends bed, he said to ME:
""Doctor, that is a pitiful story, and.
too true. We think it a grievous
wrong not to give II sons a trade or
a profession, but we never think what
is to become of the poor girls
Il said: oh, we expect them to
marry.
But they don't, doctor he said;
they don't doctor; and the most that
do are left by death, ill-usage, or mis-
fortune, to fight the world some time
or other, with no weapon but a needle,
doctor. 1t is a sin and a shame!'
''It's the way of the world, my
friend.' l said.
81 know. spent thousands of dol
lars on my boys. and then divided all 1
had between them. If Providence had
not blessed my work extraordinarily.
or if l had died five years ago, what
would have become of Mary?'
$50, gentlemen, I said:
esquire, your IONS do not know that
you have made more money; they
thought they had got all you had, and
have not visited you, or written to you.
lest you should ask anything of them.
Do justice at once to your loving. faith
full daughter; secure her now from
want aud dependence. and give her, at
length, leisure to love and rest
".And my friend. being a good man,
did as | advised that ne should do.
For that he died in good peace with
his own conscience, and made me for
once, senors, very happy that [ gave
good advice, free, gratis,fo nothing at
ALL"
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