The times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1882-1897, 1893-04-14

life should be advising you to choose
the safe and shameful, and l take it
back with an apology. &c and do your
duty, and be hanged, if you must, like n
gentleman. There are worse things in
the world than to be hanged"
"Not many, sir" said l, smiling.
"Why, yes, sir" he cried, "vsry many.
Ana it would be ten times better for
your uncle Ito go no further afield) II he
were dangling decently upon q gibbet."
Thereupon no turned into the house
(still in great fervor of mind, so that
1 saw l had pleased him heartily, and
there he wrote me two letters, making
his comments on them as he wrote.
"This," says he, sis to my bankers,
the British Linen company, placing a
credit to your name. Consult Mr..
Thomson; he will know of ways and
you, with this credit, can supply the
means. 1 trust you will be good hus-
band of your money, but in the affair of
friend like Mr.. Thomson, would be
even prodigal. Then, for his kinsman,
there is no better way than that you
should seek the advocate, tell him your
may take it or not, is quite another mat
ter and will turn ON the d. of A. Now
that you may reach the lord advocate
well recommended, give you here q
letter to namesake of your own-the
learned Mr.. Balfour, of Pilrig-a man
whom 1 esteem. 1t will look better that
you should be presented by one of your
own name, and the laird of Pilrig is
much looked up to in the faculty and
stands with Lord Advocate Grant. /
would not trouble him, if 1 were you,
with any particulars, and lido you knowO
1 think it would be needless to refer to
Mr.. Thomson. Form yourself upon the
laird, he is q good model; when you deal
with the advocate be discreet, and in all
these matters may the Lord guide you,
Mr.. David"
Thereupon he took his farewell and
set out with Torrance for the ferry,
while Alan and turned our faces for
the city of Edinburgh.
In the meanwhile Alan and / went
slowly forward upon our way, having
little heart either to walk on speak. The
same thought was uppermost in both
that we were near the time of our part
ing, and remembrance of all the bygone
days sat upon us sorely. We talked in
deed of what should be done, and it was
resolved that Alan should keep to the
country, biding now here, now there,
but coming once in day to particular
place where might be able to commu-
nicate with him, either in my own per-
son or by messenger. In the meanwhile
l was to seek out a lawyer, who was an
Appin Stewart, and man therefore to
be wholly trusted, and it should be his
part to find a ship and arrange for
Alan's. safe embarkation. No sooner
was this business done than the words
seemed to leave us, and though l would
seek to jest with Alan under the name
Of Mr.. Thomson, and he with me on
my new clothes and my estate, you
could feel very well that we were nearer
tears than laughter.
We came the byway over the hill Of
Corstorphine, and when we got near to
the place called Rest-and- be-thankful,
and looked down on Corstorphine boys
and over to the city and castle on the
hill we both stopped, for we knew, with
out word said, that we had come to
where our ways parted. Here he re-
peated to me- once again what had been
agreed upon between us-the address Of
the lawyer, the daily hour at which
Alan might be found and the signals
that were to be made by any that came
seeking him. Then 1 gave what money
/ had Ia guinea or two of Rankeillor's),
so that he should not starve in the mean
while, and then we stood a space and
looked over at Edinburgh in silence.
swell, goodby," said Alan, and held
out his left hand.
"Goodby," said /, and gave the hand
little grasp and went off down hill.
Neither one of us looked the other in
the face, nor so long as he was in my
view did take one back glance at the
friend was leaving. But as went on
my way to the city 1 felt so lost and
lonesome that could have found it In
my heart to sit down by the dixie and cry
and weep like baby.
1t was coming near noon when
passed in by the West Kirk and the
Grassmarket into the streets OF the capt.
tai. let the crowd carry me to and fro,
and yet all the time what 1 was think
ing of was Alan at observation-disclosures
full, and all the time there was % cold
gnawing in my inside like remorse for
something wrong.
The hand of Providence brought me
in my drifting to the very doors of the
British Linen company's bank.
[Just there, with his hand upon his
fortune, the present editor inclines for
the time to say farewell to David. How
Alan escaped, and what was done about
the murder, with variety of other de-
lectablo particulars, may be some day
set forth
THE END.