Alpena weekly argus. [volume] (Alpena, Mich.) 1871-1893, 1890-12-03
THE JU DGES TRIAL.

Upon the stone steps OF his elegan'
dwelling, Judge Holloway stood with
his pretty daughter Emma beside
him. But the judges fine face war
marred, just now, by an expression Of
anger and harassing anxiety, and the
tone in which he was speaking to his
daughter, BETRAYED that his mird was
deeply disturbed.
Il can do nothing with him !" he
said. IF he wants to 60 his own
course to ruin, why he must, that's
all I'll do no more for him !"
Pm sorry Uncle Tom worries you
So" said Emma, soothingly. "But
don't let it trouble you, papa"
II can't help its troubling me-" was
the answer. "To have our honored
name dragged through the mire as he
does, is bad enough And to have
him 60 off with such crew is an in
tolerable disgrace! He isn't fit to
live"
ooh, don't say that, papa" cried
Emma.
81 don't say it Irepeat it ! Ton
Holloway has disgraced himself. until
he isn't fit to live and associate with
honorable people, and the sooner he
puts an end to his miserable existence
the better for all of us"
The judge lowered his voice as h'
finished his sentence, for at that in
slant, Tom Holloway himself, with
one of his wild associates who hat
been calling on him, came down the
stairs, crossed the piazza and went to
ward the stables.
They bowed as they passed the ole
gentleman and the young lady, ant
their salutation was coldly returned.
"There they 60, to make a night o
it, and come home beastly drunk,
said the Judge, bitterly. ben Hard,
is a fit associate for Holloway, ism
he ?"
"No, he isn't. But you cannot hell
it, papa"
"There is one thing | can help
though" said Judge Holloway. g
can help his remaining under TIT
same roof with us. have told hin
before that he must do better, or seel
another home, but ! hated to turn
him from the house where he wa
born. l shall take steps to co SO, now
however. If he chooses to ruin him
self, and waste his money, he must
but he shall not drag us down too"
"No one could do that, dear papa
so long as we live rightly ourselves,
said Emma. But see. the lamps arr
lighted in the parlor. Come in and
will sing for you"
The dear girl linked her arm in he1
fathers, drew him into the handsome
parlor, and seating herself at TIT
piano, charmed away his cares, as sh'
always did of an evening, with TIT
music of her full, sweet voice.
And the proud-hearted judge, t.
whom even the shadow of disgrace
was terrible, did, for little while
forget the load of care and trouble hi
il.hearted, half-brother had heapet
upon brain and heart, and enjoy ,
brief season of restful ease.
Alas, he was in need Of it 1t wa
the last hour of rest, for long weary
season, for the judge or his devoted
daughter. Emma's mother died wheI
she was about sixteen, and since theI
she had been her fathers companion
and household manager, having al
elderly lady for her housekeeper. ant
striven by her affectionate kindness
to make up what he had lost. An'
we'll she had succeeded, for she wa
the idol of her fathers heart, ant
home, and made brighter his every
day life.
Tom Holloway was half-brothe
of the judges, and some twenty. year
younger than the good Judge. HI
was the son of one of the judges faith
err by his second wife, who died short
ly after Tom was born. In a yer,
few years she was followed by he
husband, fact which had, years after
been the cause of thankfulness I,
Judge Holloway. He rejoiced tina
his father did not live to see the SOL
of his old age throw away his life il
reckless dissipation and wild, debasinl
excuses. Naturally brilliant, will
powers which might have won him al
honorable name, he chose to spend hi
means and waste his energies in th'
lowest company and the worst pur
suits.
OF late he had received large ad
dition to his means. in the shape Of I