Evening capital journal. (Salem, Or.) 1888-1893, 1891-08-01

fortunate iuarnage a very good sort
of a woman was Grace Morris, but
quite below him lie did not stop
here but forged large check on his
fathers name The matter was partly
flushed up Old Colonel Mourdant
sent Percy away And to make the
matter worse, everybody in Albany was
talking about it.
Jack was the only one of the family
who stuck to the unfortunate Percy.
This summer Percy got into more and
serious trouble Grace came here to
see Jack and get him to come to Al
bany to help him out. Jack couldn't
come, but believe he arranged for
Grace to send word when she needed
him.
Jack went to Albany soon after,
met his brothers wife at the station,
arranged with her to help Percy out
His brother was in a serious fix this
time 1t was not a question of hush
ing up. 1t was a question of life and
death. There had been a row in low
gambling resort A man had been
killed. Percy was not wholly to blame,
but he had been held for-what do you
call itP-manslaughter9
Jack did some clever detective work
then. He discovered that some of
Percy's former associates had agreed to
make the case SO black that Percy
would be convicted of murder after all.
1t was a serious matter. Percy must
not stand trial. What should he dor
He made one last appeal to Colonel
Mourdant, but it was of no use. Then
what do you suppose Jack didl You
will not believe me, perhaps, but it is
true.
He went to his father and said
See here, am to have so much OF
your property when you die. l don't
care to wait. There is an immediate
use for the money. May have my in
heritance nowr Fancy that His ia.
ther was quite taken aback. He asked
a few questions and let his erratic son
have the money 1t was a large sum,
running far up into the thousands.
This money think of it-every cent
he had in the world he used to get his
brother off. don't know how he did
it. 1t was bailing him out or something
of that sort. Percy and his wife sailed
from San Francisco not long ago for
Australia, An odd tale, is it notg'
Carrie Tracy didn't think so. She
sat with shining eyes for some moments
after, and then went down stairs. 1t
was just then that the bus from the
station came up to the door.
A man jumped out, and he never for
got the picture that she made as she
came out on the piazza The sun was
low in the west, and the light played on
her expressive face, on her hair, and lit
up her eyes. When he saw her he stood
quite still He barred his head with a
gesture reverential and devout, as If she
were being from another world. 1t
was but an instant that they stood
there. Then Carrie Tracy gave him
her hand, and he looked into her eyes
and saw that he was welcome.
Society was shocked at the rea" oear-
ance of cher adventurer. Everyood
wondered how he managed to get an
invitation to the dance that evening,
which happened to be at the Aspinwall-
Joneses. But the true story got out,
and Jack Mourdant became more and
more popular, Even Edward Slocomb
had to acknowledge that he was good
fellow. And he took the trouble of
shaking hands with him and telling
pious fib that he was very glad to see
him again. And when Carrie Tracy
went into the conservatory again with
Mourdant he did not care to follow.
A shower had come up shortly after
sunset, and an hour after had cleared
away. The moon had risen, making
the raindrops on the bushes and trees
sparkle like diamonds. The lawn
seemed covered with jewels, and drops
of moisture still clung to the window
panes, making them CLEAN. The
clouds were moving rapidly about, now
and then shading the moon. Some of
them were dark, while others were so
fleecy that it seemed as If one could
crush them in ones hand. Presently
the clouds blew away and the sky was
one delicate mass of subdued azure,
except where the moon glowed.
In the music room they were playing
a waltz, "Only Tonight" Then, in
some unexplainable manner Mour-
dant's head came very near hers, her
gray blue eyes intoxicated him, her full
red lips were so tempting and he had
kissed her again
This time Edward Slocomb did not
come in and claim n dance; this time
he did not lecture any one but half
hour after he shook hands with Mour
dant and heartily congratulated him.
And why don't | make love to
girlr he remarked sagely TO young AS
pinwall- l-Jones when his cousins en-
gagement was announced; and get
BAIL It's an awful bore, -
William l.. Baldwin in Boston Globe.
Robbers That Defy the Gardener.
Eternal vigilance is the price for a