Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1893-05-25

The Squire shot this out with force
that nearly upset Col. Graham, for he
gasped, turned pale, and for the in
slant lost his self-control, the very
power In which he telt he was vastly
the superior Of the more natural man
before him
did / ever say or write aught that
would lead you TOTO infer" stam-
mered the Colonel.
THAT Is the mischief Of 1t; you never
said or wrote word from which could
infer anything" said the Squire, now
master Of the situation.
"But you have just told me that
Ralph cared to know nothing"
$50 l did. but am not Ralph Dem
ham; II were, l might feel just as he
does. One more question before you
leave, said the Squire, as Col. Graham
! rose to take his departure.
What is itH
Are the parents Of Ralph Denham
livlng?"
zone Of them Is" replied Graham,
now on his guard.
which one2"
Il am not at liberty to tell"
"Why not2"
II cannot explain.
Another question, said the Squire,
coming between his visitor and the
door.
"Well?"
Again, are you Ralph Denham's
father"
II am not" with another start.
"Ara Won Of his hlood2n
"N-Sno.
as he legitlmate?" asked the Squire,
bringing down his arm, as IL to imply
that this was his last question.
What matters that to you; why
should you wish to know"
For one good reason-the happiness
of Ralph may depend on his being of
legitimate birth"
Be good enough to explain"
Ralph Denham loves beautiful girl,
she is of good family, and 1 feel that IL
the cloud were lifted from his antece-
dents, 80 far as 10 show that he came of
honest parents, that his suit would not
be rejected"
is the young lady your daughter,
Squire ConditP" asked Col. Graham,
with smile, that had in it something
satanic.
Il cannot answer that till you have
answered me-.
Then you will never answer, nor
shall / suffer anxiety for the lack of
knowing who Ralph Denham's ladylove
is"
Col. Graham took another stride in
the direction of the door, and came to
sudden stop. Without looking at the
Squire, he continued;
"Aou are man OF sense, and 50
need not impress on you the Importance
Of keeping our conversation to yourself
II you have Ralph Denham's happiness
at heart, you will not tell him why l
called. We shall meet again, and very
soon.
With frlgld bow, Colonel Graham
left the room, and, addressing the ne
gro as "Othello," babe him follow him
Othello threw his burden across his
shoulders, with an ease that showed
wonderful strength, and followed, with
the long, swinging stride that mani
tested endurance equal to his strength.
When Colonel Graham reached the |
town of Sag Harbor, an hour or two be-
fore his appearance at Squire Condit's,
he dispatched messenger to Captain |
Fox, asking him to send boat for him.
This boat, under the command Of |
Lieutenant Frenauld, was now waiting
on the beach.
In a minute more, the Colonel and |
his servant would have been on board,
and ON their way to the ship, but an in
,ident that astonished the Colonel pre-
vented his progress for some time.
Old Dinah, who had been talking, in
nor dlsjolnted way, to Ellen Condlt and
Lea Hedges, left the group, with the in
IGNITION Of going to her home, some
miles away.
She caught sight Of Colonel Graham
approaching, and she came to q sudden
halt, raised her lean, black hands, and
shouted:
"Lod Palltonl Lod PaltOn, or de
iead Where hev you come from, wan
lerin back en- foth--"
Hist, Dinah" said Colonel Graham,
rushing toward the old woman, and |
speaking in whisper, indicative of |
alarm. do not speak now; do not
know me yet awhile, and you shall have
gold"
"Blood-red gold blood-red gold. But
who's dis? Who am de black boyp
She ran at Othello, and took off his
cap revealing q circular scar on his fore
he ad.
"Hellol hello! de son OF my darter!"
The old woman caught the young
black man in her arms, and kissed him,
and cried and laughed alternately, while
he, still supporting his burden, asked
in perplexed way:
" Is you my granny ez ran away from
Bermuda nigh onter twenty yeah agone,
and all said was drownded2"
"Ize yer granny, 'Thello Har Is in
de flesh, or watts left of me. I'm the
mudder of yer mudder. But tell me- is
you de sarvint of dat mani" she asked,
pointing skinny, black finger at the
perplexed Colonel, who was now biting
his gray mustache, and looking
anxiously from Dinah to the waiting
boat.
"Ye-yas, he bought me fob foive
'uuerd, replied Othello, his face show
ing that the unexpected discovery OF