Lyon County times. [volume] (Silver City, Nev.) 1874-1907, 1894-04-21
CHAPTER XLVIII.

GOEIlON ,
MY first impulse on reading the telegram
was to telegraph the joyous news to Judith.
but Mr. Pelham, to whom had communi
Gated little by little, Ms my confidence in
him increased, all the principal facts OF the
case. overruled my desire.
Probably, as you suggest, " said he, ''Mr
Gordon's name has been omitted for pru
| Dental reasons. but there is nothing in it
| to prove that he is In Berlin, aud IL would
be unwise, not TO say cruel. to convey thar
belief to Miss Bell until we have positive
assurance that he is beyond the reach of the
Russian police. She does not expect him
so soon. and it seems TO me worJh the de
lay Of a couple of days to avoid even the
possibility Of giving bitter disappoint
ment."
The bare supposition that Gordon might
not arrive with Ivan Dontremember in.
spired me with uch poignant regret that
readily yielded 10 my solicitors direction,
SO that Judith was at least spared the som
ber fears that clouded my bright hopes.
Mr. Pelham and went together to Do
yer, and on Saturday morning, hours be
fore the boat WAS due, stationed myself on
the end OF the pier, straining my eyes over
the gray waters At length seaman, who
knew what was looking for, pointed out
Calais boat. Nearer and nearer it came
and almost soon as ! could distinguish
one passenger from another on the deck
saw handkerchief fluttering Oh the bridge.
and ! made out the stalwart figure OF
| George Gordon. He wore light colored
inverness that added to his bulk. Present
ly discovered the inseparable pipe in his
mouth. Then WAS sure that it was he.
That's he-George Gordon" ! cried,
pointing him out TO Mr., Pelham.
And Mr. Dontremem ber-do you see
him9"
| had forgotten him in my delirious ex
citement. but now ! perceived his el1sh
figure in tightly buttoned coat, his ap
pearance made more grotesque by large
fur cap with the lappet turned down and
tied under his chin. Then looking at
George Gordon again and seeing the grin
of delight that spread over his face--a fine
brick red from exposure to the wind-I
felt that ! must burst into tears or laugh
ter or go to some such foolish excess,
Even Mr. Pelham smiled in complaisance
with me. The only one whose face eX
pressed no Joy was Ivan Dontremember's
The voyage had made his complexion livid,
and his eyes had the pathetically stol:d
look Of the ape, as II he were at loss to
know what there was in the world for men
and women to laugh ut.
Then came the meeting. George Gordon
taking me by both hands and kissing me
on each cheek in the exuberanceo OF his hap
piness.
"Judith-is she all rightf" he asked.
ayes, yes" replied.
"And old Taras?"
"He is with Judith"
His countenance fell as he noticed the
change In my expression and the hesitation
with which replied. Ivan Dontremember
craned forward to hear my reply, when
Gordon asked;
Whats the matterp"
could not reply The words choked me.
shook my head. covering my eyes with
my hand,
Ale has lost his sight" MIR. Pelham said.
coming to my rescue. They have blinded
him."
II told you how it would end" observed
Ivan Dontremember, calmly-"exile mutt
lation or DEATH
George Gordon passed his arm through
mine and leading me away said gently;
Bear up, little woman. We have got
him still with MS, and now they have done
their worst they will leave him in peace. A
fine fellow like Taras in not dependent for