Fairhaven herald. [volume] (Fairhaven, Wash.) 1890-????, 1892-02-25

Deacon Stone was not at any time man
of many ideas. He had only room for one
now, and that was that his Maynard and
rebellious daughter had gone TO Philadel-
phia to join Philip. He FASTENED there as
fast as steam could carry him and went at
once to the law students one dingy room
in Arch street. He found its occupant
wrestling manfully with the Revised Stat
utes Of Pennsylvania, and the earnestness
with which he assured his visitor that he
was quite ignorant Of Mabel's movements,
as well as his own distress as he heard of
her fight, would have convinced an I'M
prejudiced person that he spoke the truth.
But the deacon was man of very fixed
opinions. He called the Objectionable quail
ty that usually won for him his own way
! determination"
His fellow church members referred to
it as pig headedness," but that was only
when there was no chance of his hearing
Of the term so applied He now openly re
fused to credit Philips declarations. But
the young man listened to his rambling,
vehemently told story, and then with the
same GOODNESS and deliberation that after
ward greatly helped him in the case Of
Colly versus West, he pretty thoroughly
cross examined him. He learned enough
about the scene in the parlor the night pre-
ceding Mabel's fight to give him toler-
ably clear insight as to the actual state of
affairs, and his knowledge of the proud
self reliant character of the girl assured
him that when she returned it would be Of
her own free will
Whatever efforts he made to find her
must be advanced with the utmost deli
cacy, for he knew that anything like pub
] "a.
with great difficulty that he finally per-
suaded the deacon to refrain from taking
the police into his confidence, and the old
man departed finally, vowing that if his
daughter was not back in Squalacket be-
| fore the end of the week he would obtain
warrant for Philips arrest, and raise
such hue and cry after Mabel as would
lead to her discovery if she were still above
ground. Other and more important mat
tiers must have claimed his attention, for,
so far as Philip could ascertain, he made
no further attempt to find the fugitive.
! And so the dreary weeks heightened into
months. MabePs retreat was nearly as
much a mystery as ever-not quite as
/ much, for Philip received one short letter
/ from her, which relieved his anxiety. She
was in New York and was safe and well
| She refused to tell him her address, but
promised to write to him again when
events justified such a course-say, when
the Philadelphia newspapers announced
that Colly had won his suit against West.
| With this assurance he was obliged TO be
contented, and in the early days of Deem
Der Philip was called to the bar.
But while one man may lead a horse 20
the water, twenty men cannot make him
drink, and Philip soon found that it is
easier to become a barrister than to find
clients. The case Of Colly versus West
went over until the next term of the court.
The parsimonious uncle had stopped sup
plies, and if the briefess young lawyer had
not succeeded in obtaining little literary
work as book reviewer for a newspaper the
room in Arch street might have wanted
fire.
Il was warm and comfortable enough,
however, when he hurried into it out Of
the biting air Of Christmas eve, and light
ing the lamp he saw that two sealed en-
velopes lay upon the table The one he
opened first contained a circular from a
New York land syndicate, setting forth
the great opportunities offered TO obtain
prairie homes where the wilderness would
soon be made to blossom like rose. The
address on the second envelope was in
writing that was strange to him. II in
closed a letter from lawyer announcing
the sudden death Of his uncle and his &C
cession TO a reasonably large fortune
And now where was Mabel? She would
not communicate with him, he knew, until
good news reached her She might learn
| Of a successful issue to the suit Of COlly
versus West, but how was she to hear Of this
windfall unless he told her Of itS He was
a comparatively rich man now but he
cared nothing for his wealth If Mabel could
not share it with him, and, with a great
longing in his heart he took her last short,
brave letter from his desk and laid il on
the table, while he drew the lamp toward
him. Il was beside the other two envelopes,
but he knew her writing well, and looked
fondly at the address as he picked up one
that bore it. Then he opened it, and DIRE "
out the despised land circular. How did
that wretched advertisement get therei
Suddenly the blood rushed to his forehead
as he saw that the addresses on both enve-
lopes were precisely similar. Not for a
moment did Philip doubt that they had
both been written by Mabel But how
could such thing have happened'
The young man had not wasted his time
as law student. He knew how to weigh
evidence, and in half an hour he was on his
/
Office Of the land syndicate, which, having
pressure Of business on hand, was still
open, showing people how to acquire homes
on the prairie. He had little trouble in
ascertaining that a Miss Mabel Stone was
one Of its army Of workers who addressed
envelopes, and young woman who was in
the office gave her address to him.
He found her with long list Of names
before her and box containing thousand
envelopes on the table. She was about TO
address the first when he entered, and said
quietly, let us do it together, Mabel"
In her amazement she nearly upset the
ink: but when he had told his story she
was satisfied and allowed him to help her.
Splendidly they did it. Before 10 o'clock
they had addressed thousand envelopes
and earned seventy-fve cents between
them. Then he left her, but on Christmas
day they journeyed to Squalacket togeth-
[ err and Deacon Stone though at first in