Waterbury evening Democrat., 1891-03-31

but crushed the paper in one hand with
his fair Saxon skin crimsoning below
his sunny locks.
It was cruel of Sylvan to serve him
such triclzi But never mind; he would
move heaven and earth, now, to show
that he could shift for himself. This
was the unjust British law of pri-
mogeniture. Still, let Sylvan keep all.
since he legally had it. ''I'l live on
crust a day." fumed Gerald, ''rather
than play pensioner. This Lucia
Fythian (who possibly married Sylvan
just to get those pairs of gloves that her
aunt was SO stingy about giving her)
shan't be bored by any nuisance of a
brother-in-law overseas. I'll turn sweep
first; by Jove I winT'
But as it happened, there was no need
for Gerald to turn sweep. Hardly a day
after he had made this proud resolve, q
stranger called at his rather humble
lodgings. Gerald read CDR. Ross Thorn
dyke" on the card handed him, without
at first the faintest thrill of memory.
Soon afterward it flashed upon him that
his fathers old Cambridge friend had
borne that name, and he went to meet
DIR. Thorndyke with sparkle in his
azure eye and heartiness in his hand
grip which cheered the visitor like q
magical draught.
81 see lots of your father in you,"
Ross Thorndyke at length said. Ellis
eyes were gray, but yours would be exc
actly like them if they were not blue.
And so your brother Sylvan is in Amer
lea? How unfortunate that should not
have known it, who have lived in Chica-
go for an age. might so easily have
looked him up before l boarded the
steamer in New York"
Its too bad that you didn't know he
was there" said Gerald. You told me
few minutes ago, think, that you
greatly wanted to see him."
Eyes, greatly. I crossed the ocean
for that purpose"
"Just to see Sylvan? Really?''
DR.. Thorndyke slowly nodded. He
seemed to muse in the most absorbed
way. Gerald watched his aged and al
tered face. That grayish beard, those
lined features, that badness which en-
nobled his fine brow just as it sometimes
betrays and cheapens others-an were
marks of change that had their sadden-
ing effect upon his own youth. For it
Is true of us that when we are young
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have last looked on as freed from all
times harsher touches, assume ominous
hints and meanings which have their
roots In our human hatred of either Sc
nifty or death.
eyes," replied DR.. Thorndyle, 'just
as you say, to see Sylvan. And he's
married, you tell me, and you've but
yesterday heard the news. Has it de-
pressed you?"
every much," Gerald murmured.
Then he said more, and while he said
1t his fathers old friend most intently
listened.
"Gerald," he broke forth, as the
young man finished, 81 know exactly
why this marriage has disturbed you.
You're not yet through your course of
medical study here in England. You're
afraid. But my boy, don't fear q
minute longer" And he put out his
hand, which Gerald. grasped, with a
strange hope beginning to bloom and
brighten in his soul.
81 have the world to face all alone,
sir, now" said Gerald. "That is, hate
to be dependent on Sylvan, who can
hereafter i'll afford"
81 understand" shot in ThorndylSe.
His face beamed kindliness as he pur-
sued: ave must arrange all that. We
can, my boy, and we shall But first
please answer me question: How old
Is Sylvan"