Telegram-herald. ([Grand Rapids, Mich.) 18??-1892, 1891-06-15

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nessei ~Ssyer-die Joeas- resurrection
HIS relations. II ne hss any. ought 20 be
glad 10 get rld OF him-as they viii pretty
soon, for De can't hive through the night
II this Is fair sample OF tho British
Aristocracy. shall DO more than ever
thankful that rm 81 American.
And well might he say so, for these
words, uttered by voice harsh and
broken with pain. followed him through
the doorway;
you doctors ars quacks and impos-
tors. every maaof you. What did those
wrstched fools know who sent me over
here 20 die, instead OF regaining my
health, ss tney said should dor And
as for you. have you any medicine that
can soothe this pain for a moment. or re-
tard my death for single hour: Not
youl Be Of with you. then. and leave
me 10 die unmolested."
The hired nurse. dismissed in the same
polite fashion. had hurried out OF the
room likewise, glad 10 escape, and the
doomed man was left alone with his own
black and bitter thoughts
With what were those thoughts busy
as he lay there In his lonely WEAKNESS
and pain beneath the deepening shadow
of the grave. Did lac look back for half
a century through the gloomy vista Of a
wasted life to see himself once more the
handsome. dashing. reckless young Wis
count who had been the widest and
wicIedest roue at the evil court OF
George "? Did no live again through
the cruel disappoin.nents and mad de-
baucheries thar had doomed him 10 a
premature age and a torturing death,
Did ne stand once more by the de2thbed
OF his only daughter. cut off in the first
bloom Of her girlhood by cruel disease:
or did lie See in fancy the handsome, i'm
perious face of his only son, banished
from his home forever for daring 10
thwart his tyrant fathers plan of good
match" for him by giving his heart to
the beautiful but penniless American
orphan. who had been his sick sisters
teacher. companion and only friend?
And was this the end of it all? What
did all his wealth and all his rank profit
him now: Surrounded by useless luxu
ries, which seemed only to mock his
misery; old, worn out, childless, hated
by all who knew him. he was dying the
death OF q wounded wild beast in its
den. All his life long he had been bent
on having his own way, and this was
whittier his own way had led him.
How all my tenants will clap their
hands," he growlel, land shout that the
devil has got his own at last! And how
the next heir, curse him! will chuckle
over all tho rich lands that the old bear
has had TO leave behind himl By
Heaven. il could blow up the castle
him nothing to inherit but dust and
ashes, I'd do it! All! if Arthur had not
disobeyed me | should not DO left to die
like this, alone and uncared for! Per
haps may have been to blame too, but
it is too late to think Of that now-too
late."
Never too late!" said clear. sweet
voice behind him; and in the doorway
stood young girl, looking down upon
him with deep, womanly pity in her
beautiful face which made it seem love-
lier than ever. This was the girl whom
he had hated and cursed as the cause of
his sons disobedience, but whom he had
none the less kept in his household as
having been the chosen friend OF his
dead daughter, the only being whom he
had ever really loved.
"HaI" muttered the viscount, "are
you come TO see me die like dog? Well,
If you want your revenge. you have it
now, to the full"
IL want none" she answered, gliding
across the room AZ noiselessly as sun
beam, and standing beside him. Wont
you let me try If | can do anything to
help your
What can you do?" asked the dying
man with savage impatience. Il am
DYING know it-and if there be
hereafter, as the priests tell us, have
less TO hope for there than here What
does it matter? AS have sown. so must
l reap"
"Do not talk so wildly and despairing-
ly," said Constance Leigh earnestly
1T is not too late yet to undo what you
have done"
At the last words the sick mans fare
changed, and he glanced up at her with
: sharp, suspicious look.
Lord Doneraile," said she, with an
mir Of quiet dignity which the fierce old
noble himself had never surpassed in his
proudest days, Il know what you are
roing to say, and must not let you say
it. Now that You have but few hours
10 live, it Is time for me to speak plainly
You thought that loved your son only
because he was rich and great, and you
wronged me cruelty in thinking So l
love him better now that he is poor and
nameless and forsairen than 1 ever did
when he was heir to the finest estate in
the south Of Ireland; but il you will for
give him and restore him TO his rights,
will pledge you my woodland You know
have never broken it-that l viii never
SEQ him again"
The viscount eyed her with look Of
blank amazement.
"Yoa will do that. your said be in "A
incredulous tone
II viii. 80 help me God!' replied Con-
stance solemnly.
There Is one person In the world,
then. who Is not utterly selfish, growled
the old man. cynical to the very last
well. believe you. and III give you
proof Of it Look In the pocket OF my
dressing gown and you'll find letter.
which ] had just received when this
cursed attack came on You can read it,
Constance did So Short a. the letter
was, it sufficed 10 make her face fueh