Waterbury evening Democrat., 1891-01-16

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 "Idon't understand you," said Russell. coldly.
 Don't, my dear boy, don't use that tone of voice. It makes me feel badly. I'm glad decided to do this thing"
 "What is it?''
 father lost in that little deal with me was about $12O,OOo. I've kept the &C., count, and Id often had it in my mind to look you up before chance threw you in my way. I was glad to see you then; doubly glad when 1 found what a splen- did fellow you were; trebly glad when saw how you and Alice were getting on And now I'm quadruply miserable to see you give up every thing and go moon- ing round the streets, as if you couldn't decide whether to drown yourself in the East river or the Hudson. Now, what 1 want to do is to restore that money to you. It isn't much; it won't affect me in the least financially; but it will make me feel great deal better in my mind It will give you a chance to go of and take pleasure trip. You need one badly. l had thought to make the money a present to you on certain very interesting occasion, but it can't wait. I don't believe in hanging on till Christmas with a barrel of flour for poor man who may starve during the fall. Russell, here's my check. Don't let any foolish scruple prevent your taking it. It's yours, and 1 feel in giv- ing it as if you were my own son."
 The world spun round before Russell's eyes. It was not the idea of the money, but of what its possession would give him. As to his right to it he had very little doubt. If the events had been of such nature as to weigh upon the busi- ness conscience of Gilbert Ray, perhaps it would be better for the old gentle mans soul to relieve it of burden such as that.
 MT. Ray" said he, ''I ought to tell you that Alice"
 II know all about it, my boy. You have had my consent and her mothers for many a day."
 ''I would take this money" said Rus sell, rising oxcitedly, flor, though thank you deeply, I will not feign to doubt that it is rightfully mine. Some rumor of that old story must have reached me, for I find that it is not new i to me, though your name was never con- nected with it. I would take this money, as have said, and l would also accept the priceless giftyour daughter offers me, but there is something between us. MT. Ray, was made to know her by my friend who loved her. I thought him dead when I made my mad confession to her. To-day I have seen him alive. How i shall face him having stolen the love he coveted, the prize he worked for in , the heat of Africa, braving a separation for her sake?"
 II don't know," said Ray, looking up from card which a boy had brought him, but you might try it in advance. l The man is here"
 And he handed Russell card which l bore the name of Walter Brown. A minute later and the owner of that name entered the room. Russell would ! have turned away, but Brown sprang forward, grasping his hand.
 ''Dear old fellow," he exclaimed,
 'why don't you speak to ne? Do you , think I'm ghost? That seems to be the prevailing impression among the ruen Eve met to-day. It all grows out c'f the fact that there was another Walter Brown with the company, but he had a | middle name which haven't. It seems the papers omitted to state it.''
 II can't look you in the face," said Russell; q have been false to you"
 "What does he mean?" asked Brown, turning in surprise to Ray. | ''He means that he has been falling in love with my daughter" said Ray, dryly.
 Brown laughed.
 Console yourself, my good friend" he said, pressing Russell's hand again. ''I was married in Cape Town to the sweetest woman in the world"