Waterbury evening Democrat., 1890-04-22
MOAT-GRANGE.
Br Mas HENRY woon.

his brow, and advanced from under .he shade cast by tue stable wall. into the moonlight.
 . Reuben! John Lee! do I look any lhing like him?"
 Farmer Lee and Charles Dalrymple had to support the old man. His knees bent, his strength went from him, and they thought he would have tainted; the joy of recognizing his young master, raised-as it indeed seemed-from six years grave, was too much for him. Tears partially re- lieved him and he sobbed like a child.
 But it's magic" uttered the farmer. when he had wrung Charles hand as if he would wiring it of, tits nothing less. Dead. yet aliver'
 II never was dead" smiled Charles. ''The night when I found myself ire madman-"
 ..Hold there, sir," sobbed Reuben; "a rogue you never were"
 'I was. Reuben. Lee! ruined my- self. staked that night at the gaming table the money held of yours; staked it and lost 1t. When 1 wandered down to Westminster bridge afterward, and hung over it, the thought was in my heart to take the leap into the river, and into futurity, as my uncle had done before me. A young man, who came past pulled me back, indignantly asked what I meant hv hanging there. To that circumstance l believe l owe my preservation"
 " our hat was found in the Thames and brought back to me next day." in- terrupted poor, bewildered, happy Reuben.
 '.It blew off into the river; it was one of the windiest nights I was ever out in, save at sea-" answered Charles. "fn the morning i pledged my watch and ring, both valuable, dis guised myself in rough clothes, and went to Liverpool, and on board packet bound for America. There l have been working honestly for my bread, as a clerk; and my cousins death, which I saw in the papers. has brought me back"
 ''Ay, you are the heir to pairymple now, Mir. Charles; and poor Sir Charles is on his last legs. we hear," cried Mir. Lee. "Did you know it, sir?"
 '1 know, perhaps, more than you do," returned Charles. Fl come from Dalrymple now; I went straight there on my arrival"
 ...But how could you be alive all this while, and never tell us, MT. Charles?" pleaded Reuben. 'It was cruel, sir."
 "Reuben, I literally dared not. l dreaded the consequences of my fraud the money had used of yours, Loe. The fear of being prosecuted as crim- inal was always upon me. I had just saved up enough to replace that, when l learntmy cousins death, and that was consequently the heir to Dal- rymple. knew that fact would en- other debts, ard came to England.
 "Mr. Lee! MT. Lee!' suddenly cried the excited Reuben, 'he is your land lord now, not that screw that has been acting it, and you won't get turned out I never thought of that
 II have been thinking of nothing s.You'll not turn me out, MT. Charles?"
 "No. that I will not" laughed Charles, "and those who are already out shall go back again. But fear l shall be obliged to turn somebody out of the Grange"
 How was the news to be conveyed to Mrs, Dalrymplea Reuben said he should break down if he attempted it, and do more harm than good, Farmer Lee hit upon the brightest scheme; that Isabel Lynn should be taken into their confidence, aud that she should break it to Mrs. Dalrymple.
 So they fetched out Isabel. and OCT tainly managed to startle and confuse her, Farmer Lee opened the confer ence by telling her, with an uncom- fortably mysterious air, that a dead man was come to life again, who was asking to see her, and Isabel thoughts | flew to Q poor laborer, who had died, really died, that morning in the neigh borhood. When she was hopelessly and thoroughly mystitied, Charles emerged from his hiding place behind the stables, and they introduced him as MT. Charles Dalrymple, just returned from abroad, which did not tend to mend matters; at least, untif1fer shock of startled surprise was oveE She undertook the difficult task o1 l preparing his mother and sister, and Charles gave her his arm to accompany her by a circuitous path to the front en- trance. Never had she accepted any arm with feelings SO strar ge; one mo. ment in whirlpool of happiness, the next believing she must be walking familiarly with resuscitated ghost.
 .'Isabel," he said. ''that is more than l deserve"
 | "Your coming backp' ".Not that. My coming back to find you:':'
 "Did you think I should be dead g! you werep"
 .:something worse than dead, Mar ried. have found you, have I not, , he murmured-''found you for my ownP"
 Charles! When you know you for ! siiy rnsmiy gave me up, as soon as you
 came into the Granger
 "Ay. in one of my hot-headcd im
 pulses; because had vowed 3 VOW te
 my father that my mother should re | yoaip nistreSS of the Granue and