The record-union., 1891-03-22

anced on it's base that child could sway
| it.
by the howly poker, he is a-pretindin'
he is rocking his gurl in a hummock.
Well, iaix, he'll niver git the one he
| lolkes best What is he afther doing
down on his knees? Sure, is it a saint he
is prayin' to? Och, no, he's a-sarchin'
fer something"
Yes, Wycherly carefully inserted his
hand and drew out white paper, read il
and returned it to it's hiding place, and
Dennis, fleet OF foot, hurried back to his
horses, his mind busy all the time he
was handling the ribbons, and saying to
| spirited bays:
Whist, darlint; whoa, colleen; aisy
mavoureen; stidy, boys, stidy. Faix,
they are jist as gallivantin' to-day, sorr,
as mimic rifle ball in front OF a green
hofns gun" Wycherly never noticed
the remark, and Dennis said to himself
He is onaisy as the bastes are, but it's in
his mind, bad cess to him, and not his
legs.''
So they drove home. But Dennis re-
turned later in the afternoon on foot, but
when near the Rocking Stone he noticed
a number of picnickers there, for the
green glade was q f;syorite resort fol-
walking parties. So Dennis waited, i'm
patiently enough, and amused himself
with making remarks on the crowd.
If the divils 'ud only quit their fool
lshness and stop rocking of the bowlder
OF rock. If it was sinsibal it would
have brain faver, a-rockin' like Quaker
with fits. If l had me hands on thin
they'd think l was milk-shake ma
chine" The day waned, and they left the
glen, and too dark for Dennis to see. lie
could smell the fiushed-pink arbutus, as
the damp MOSES pressed their rosy cups.
The pretty emblem Of Nova Scotia-the
arbutus has forged for spring such links
MT f.h hot 81,
spring wanders she returns to hunt low
under the forest leaves, even the snow,
for the sweet breath of its buds. But
Dennis was al unmindful of it.
dark as stack of black CATS" he
muttered, "and no match nearer than two
now, but rll have that paper if | wait till
'dewy morn bespangies Che night" II
really was very dark and he could not
lind the rocking stone; it eluded his
grasp. He was giving it up, when sud-
denly light flashed over forest and
stream, on pine, fern and MOSES, glorious
golden beams. "Glory to Pater. it's the
s2rch-hght OF the war ship Contest" he
shouted. Calm, steady and clear it Lit up
the night sky; its beams glowed through
the alSleS OF the forest, and the rocking
stones messy robe was lit up like huge
emerald, on the dark bosom of night
The fire, furnished by the gods and
| III DolllS ny
| 1t took him but a second to tip the
stone and insert his hand, but in his ex-
citement he let the stone roll back, crush
ing his hand badly. The pain was so Sc
we're it was a minute before he could raise
| the other hand to free himself; but the
crushed hand had grasped the paper first
! He drew it out and put it carefully in his
pocket, the search-light flashing out as
the ship proceeded up the harbor, light
ing Dennis out to the main road. There
| he stopped, took off his coat and wrap
ping handkerchief around the wounded
hand, and then putting his vest around it
to keep out the air, Dennis bravely
trudged home, suffering tortures. 1t was
some time before he reached the city
lights, and then, taking the paper out of
his pocket, he read on the cover:
Last will and testament of j. c. Nc
Lennen."
81 knew it, L knew it,' said Dennis,
and then he tainted from the pain and re-
action after excitement.
| Some officers returning from a card
party saw him, and kindly conveyed him
to the hospital. Under the surgeons
! care he was soon all right, and able to
| send for Lieutenant Henry, as he still
called him.
The hospital nurse, though, had fore
stalled Dennis. He had sent for the Chief
| of Police, for out of Dennis pocket had
fallen the will, and the nurse thought he
had stolen it for some purpose of his own.
| SO on awakening he was greeted by
the Chief with, You are my prisoner,
STRIP
| "Howly Pater, and for what? niver
| hurt the blasted ould bowlder of a rock.
nor stopped the rocking to and fro after |
| took me own hand from under.'
| Pm not talking OF rocks or stones !;
Pm talking of the will OF Judge McLen-
mems you stole"
''Me stole! Now you are talking,,' said
Dennis, raising up in bed.
"Wycherly is the man, sorr, and he hid
| 1t, and the blisSed war vessel lust threw
| her bames of light where l could see it..
Sind for Lootenint Henry, and I'll make
| him understand
| So Henry came and Colonel Lawrence.
| and Dennis told his story, and then the
officer went for Wycheriy. He came, pale
| and scared, and in the face of evidence
will to suit his own purposes.
Henry's friends were for arresting him
then and there, for fraudulently keeping
back the will that left all to Henry, with
some bequest to the two girls. But
Henry again pleaded for him, saying, "For
my family's sake will not prosecute
Family" sneered Wycherly; "now
the game is up. Tll confess I was no re-
lation; my mother was widow with
one son, myself, when she married old
Wycherly. 1 don't even want the cursed
name now-it has brought me nothing
but i'll luck"
Colonel Lawrence clapped his hands
softly and said, 'Bravo! 1 knew it; 1
felt it."
So Hugh Henry came to his own; and
when the church was decorated for Easter
Marjory Burke and her sister both entered
the army, for Henry was reins.ated by
virtue of favor in court; and Colonel
Lawrence and he were grooms on that
occasion.
Dennis felt big share in their glory,
and when he gave his congratulations he
said: May the sarch light of love light
up your homes, as the ship light lighted
me to the goold that hilped yez to
marry"
But he never forgot wycherly, for
whenever he looked at the manned hand
he said: BE gorra when the last angel
turns the sarch light of truth on ould
Wycherly's soul the lies will be so plain
they'll dim the small bit of truth that amt
there. A light on the subject sure it will
be-"
And Dennis went into the service of
Lieutenant Henry and his wife Marjory,
and now when under the blue of brave
Bermuda's skies they all look back to the
city by the sea, who guards her harbor
with frowning fort and towering citadel,
they think of the search light whose
beams guided Dennis-the light that
showed hopes pennon streaming out to
the sky. And as the great ship glided in
to harbor her light lit up the future of
these two. And ever before them the far
horizon, whose dim exquisite line alone
divided their heaven on earth from the
heaven above, for the search light of love
shows their home to be the former. And