The Florida agriculturist. [volume] (DeLand, Fla.) 1878-1911, 1893-08-02
CHAPTER NlV.-Continued.

about him, for he has done much which
I would not care to talk Of nor you to
listen to. He was always villain,
smooth spoken and plausible, but dan
gerous, subtle villain all the same. If l
kind, I can race them back to the
childhood which I spent with my broth
er. He is my only living relative, for
my other brother, Charles father, was
killed in the Indian mutiny.
"Our father was rich, and when he
died he made good provision both for
jeremiah and for me. He knew Jere-
miah, and he distrusted him, however,
so instead of giving him all that he
meant him to have he handed me over o
part of it, telling me with what was al
most his dying breath to hold it in trust
for my brother and to USE it In lis be-
half when he should have squandered or
lost all that he had. This arrangement
was meant to be q secret between my
father and myself, but unfortunately his
words were overheard by the nurse, and
she repeated them afterward to my broth
er, so that he came to know that I held
SOLl0 1uOuCy Ill UIllSO 4O1 1I11lIs suppose
tobacco will not harm my head, doctor?
Thank you; then ] shall trouble you for
the matches, Ida" She lit cigarette
and leaned back upon tic pillow, with
the blue wreaths curling from her lips.
II cannot tell you how often he has at
tempted to get that money from me. He
has bullied, cajoled, threatened, coaxed
done all that man could do | still
held it with the presentiment that a
need for it would come. When heard
of this villainous business--his fight and
his leaving his partner to face the storm
above all, that my old friend had been
driven to surrender his income in order
to make up for my brothers defalcations
i felt that now indeed had q need for
it. | sent in Charles yesterday to Mr..
McAdam, and his client, upon hearing
the facts Of the case, very graciOUsly
consented to give back the papers and
to take the money which he had I'D
vanced. Not a Tword Of thanks to me,
admiral. I tell you that it was very
cheap benevolence, for it was all done
with his own money, and how could
use it better?
81 thought that should probably hear
from him soon, and did. Last evening
there was handed in q no. Of the usual
whining, cringing tone. lie had come
back from abroad at the risk Of his life
and liberty just in order that he might
say goodby to the only sister lie ever had
and to entreat my forgiveness for any
pain which he had caused me. Hewould
never trouble me again, and he begged
only that would hand over to him the
sum which I hold in trust for him.
That, with what he had already, would
be enough to start him as an honest man
in the new world, when he would ever
remember and pray for the dear sister
who had been his savior. That was the
style Of the letter, and it ended by i'm
ploring me to leave the window latch
open and to be in the front room at in
the morning, when he would come to re-
ceive my last kiss and to bid me farewell
"Bad as he was, could not, when he
trusted me, betray him. l said nothing,
but was there at the hour. He entered
through the window and implored me
to give him the money. He was terribly
changed gaunt, wolfsh, and spoke like
q mailman. l told him that I had spent
the money. He CRASHED his teeth at me
and swore it was his money. told him
that had spent it on him. He asked
me how. said in trying to make him
an honest man and in 7.a71airin0 the re-