The evening world., 1894-05-30

assemblage. They cannot understand
the purport Of the sudden interruption.
Of the ceremonies by the young man.
because they had not been familia
with his father. for though he was mo Z
liked, Col. Cation had made himselfs4
was, after a way. respected. It was
known that Col. Cation had gone home
indisposed. but they had heard Of moth
ing more serious.
Little wonder, then. when Harry an
nounced that his father was dead that
buzz of surprise ran through the
crowd, and the word was passed from
But that sentimentalism was swal-
lowed up in the great whirl of excite
ment which b, followed when Harry his
sion of his father to the bitter end. y
The shame is on mel" he told them.
II stand before you STEPPED In disgrace.
Haines, who killed Col. Stroke. 'Tis I
who should bear the shame. and not the
widow and daughter OF Donald Haines.
them. Stunned by all. yet innocent. Obi
untold Is my suffering and shame, but
II standing before you and exposing to
father, while my heart is bursting. q
an effort at atonement, then you hsye
A great shout arose from the multi
tude. which was echoed far and wide.
and borne to the ears of a pale-faced
young woman on the outskirts OF the
Plaza. 1t was Edith Haines, who hid
come to witness the ceremonies H4F
pale face grew shade paler as she
caught the words: 4.ss
lie, US honor Donald Haines. He was
What did it all mean, this cryins e
her fathers name In public placer
J More ccusations against the dead, she
her heart faint and sick within her
bosom. But another cry reached her:
1T was Col Cation who killed Col.
Stroke. and not Donald Haines."
And then listening again she heard
the story OF Harry Cations declaration
from the platform. which distance had
ON wings of the wind she went home to
her mother and related the glad newa,
There was great rejoicing In the humble
cottage and tears mingled freely. gff
In the mean time Harry Cation. bowed
with shame, amid the plying glances OF
the peoh,s, withdrew and walked to his
gone. the sprightliness of his boyish
spirit was forever quenched. The horror
that Donald Haines experienced when
sir he aWoEe G, s,rn I" The knoyiedge that he had
his reason, was upon the son of Col.
Cation. But, while he suffered the
panss OF the lost. his reason was not
dethroned, and the curse was therefore
not yet run, "
Such a Memorial Day was never known
in that ''Loveliest Village of the Plains"
cemetery, bearing the mountains Of hows
ers The graves were scattered with
beautiful tokens. but when the sacred
duty to the dead soldier boys was finished
no mound was more deeply buried with
the choicest blossoms gathered than was
the one OF Donald Haines. The people
atoned thus. And when at twilight, the
aged widow OF Donald Haines, buoyed up
by the news OF her Donald's innocence.
accompanied by Edith, visited the grave
Of their dead ana discovered the mountain
Of flowers, her heart swelled with emo
tion in her bosom and silent tears fell
AMI softly bedewed the roses and the for
get-me-nots and mingled sweetly with the
fragrance. ascending as though II were
incense arising - heaven.
And Harry Cation what Of him? He 10
sitting alone with his dead. The beating
II his heavy heart keeps time to the loud
ticking of the o,d-fashioned clock near,
and his spirit Is restless as the troubled
sea. There appears to be no light through
the lowering clouds Of disgrace surrounds
ing him. II
Z A knock Is heard at his door. A SER
want, In response to his bidding. enters
and hands him letter--a defeats mis-
sive, which he hastily tears open and
reads: NN
/ MEMORIAL. DAY EVENING" ~
! Dear Harry; My trial was hard for me TO h1ar
but to know, that you are suffering Is ad1in[
heavily TO my burden. I am ready TO answer tho
question which You have often urged me tc e.
ter,aln and 1t Is yes Come to me soon. !, n
And you know that man Is sabssrvisae
to woman. .e 49, l.. ~. s s,,l''