The evening world., 1894-05-30

assemblage. They cannot understann
the purport of the sudden intsrruptten
Of the ceremonies by. the young -
Because SSs "a they had not been famiiiSs
with his father. for though he was not
liked, Col. Cation had made himself
power 9mons the G. a; r; peop1s' sn9
known that Col. Cation had rome homs
indisposed. but they had heard Of MOTH
Ing more serious.
Little wonder, then. when Harry =
nounced that his father was dead tnae
a buzz Of surprise ran through tne
crowd, and the word was passed run
But that sentimentalism was swaz~
lowed up In the great whiri OF excite
ment which followed when Harry hls
sion of his father to the bitter end. :
"The shame is on met he told them
81 stand before you STEPPED in d~iseracct
Haines, who killed Col. Stroke, 'Tis
who hould bear the shame, and not the
widow and daughter Of Donald Haine1.
them. Stunned by all, yet innocent OIL
untold Is my suffering and shame but
II standing before you and exposing g
father. while my heart Is bursting. -
an effort at atonement. then you hAve
A great shout arose from the mule-;
! tude. which was echoed far and Vt0ok:
and borne to the ears OF Q pale-fo4l1
young woman on the outsklrts Of O.
Plaza. 1t was Edith Haines. who Aa4
come to witness the ceremonies. HePs
pale face grew a shade paler a. uho
let us honor Donald Haines. He was
mot guilty." lss
What did it all mean. this crying q
her fathers name In a public placSy
thought. and turned to leave the place
her heart faint and sick within her
bosom. But another cry reached her:
Stroke. and not Donald Haines-"
And then listening again she heard
the story Of Harry Catton's d~eciaratIou
rendered 1t impossible for her to hear
ON wings of the wind she went home t.
her mother and related h glad newe-
cottage and tears mingled freely.
In the mean time Harry Cation, bowed
with shame, amid the plying chances o<
the peo2!e, withdrew and walked to hiS
home. The brightness of his eye Wao
gone, the sprlghtliness Of his boyish
spirit was forever quenched. The horror
he awoke to the knowledge that he had
slain Col. Stroke. and which rid him %
his reason; was upon the son OF Col.
pangs of the lost. his reason was not
dethroned, and the curse was therefore
Such a Memorial Day was never known
in that 'Loveliest Village of the Plains"
The great line formed. and marched TO the
cemetery, bearing the mountains OF f1ow-
ers. The graves were scattered. with
beautiful tokens. but when the sacred
duty 10 the dead soldier boys was inish1I
no mound was more deeply buried with
the choicest blossoms gathered than was
the one of Donald Haines. The peo1I1
atoned thus. And when at twilight. the
aged widow OF Donald Haines, buoyed uUI
by the news of her Donald,s Innocence.
accompanied by Edith, visited the Grau1
OF their dead and discovered the mounf1Ir
Of flowers. her heart swelled with em1-
ton in her bosom and silent tears lHI|
and softly believed the roses and the f0f-
get-me-nots and mingled sweetly with The
fragrance, ascending as though IT, W1I1
incense arising II heaven.
And Harry Cation, what OF hint He r.
sitting alone with his dead. The beaf|1.
OF his heavy heart keeps time TO the 1850
ticking OF the o!d-tashioned clock ne1<
and his spirit Is restless as the trouI|.
sea. There appears to be no light throu.*
the lowering clouds of disgrace ~surrou1@-
Ing him. .
4 knock Is heard at his door. a ~
vant. in response to his bidding. GuI&IN
and hands him a l~etter--a delicate m|
sive, which he hastily tears open 41I|
reads:
Day vENI&
Dear Harry: My trial waa hard for nae 10 I&
but to know that you are suffering 10 &I&I/|
heavily to my burden. I am ready 10 an4.&4
| question which you have 30 often urged ne Is ./
terrain and II Is yea Come TO me aoo4.
And you know that man Il subs1f1
to woman.