Hutchinson gazette. [volume] (Hutchinson, Kan.) 1895-1902, 1895-12-05

MIS- WS0bAAGSONN PAONNSSO NN~-
registered envelope from beneath the
sheets and tossed 1t over to the old
seaman.
''That excuse won't do. There are
your pension papers. Just see II they
are right"
He broke the seal, and out tumbled
the very papers which he had made over
to McAdam two days before.
"But what am to do with these
now?" he cried in bewilderment.
'You will put them in safe place or
get a friend to do so, and, II you do
your duty, you will go to your wife and
beg her pardon for having even Tor an
instant thought Of leaving her."
The Admiral passed his hand over his
rugged forehead. "This Is very good OF
you, ma'am," said he, Every good and
kind, and I know that you are a staunch
friend, but for all that these papers
mean money, and though we may have
been in broken water lately, we are not
quite In such straits as to have to signal
to our friends. When we do, ma'am'
there's no one we would look to sooner
than to you"
Don't be ridlculousw said the widow.
you know nothing whatever about IT,
and yet you stand there laying down
the law. I'll have my way in this mat
ter, and you shall take the papers, Tor II
is no favor that 1 am doing you, but
simply a restoration Of stolen property
"How that, ma'am?"
IT am just going to explain, though
you might take a lady's word Tor II
without asking any questions. now
what am going to say Is just between
you four, and must go no farther 1
have my own reasons for wishing 1t
kept from the police. Who do you think
1t was who struck me last night, Ad-
miral?"
Some villain, ma'am. I don't know
his NAME"
but do. 1t was the same man who
ruined or tried to ruin your son. 1t was
my only brother, jeremiah"
"Ahw
'T will tell you about hlm-or a little
about him, for he has done much which
I would not care to talk Of, nor you to
listen to. He was always a villain,
smooth-spoken and plausible, but a dan
gerous, subtle villain all the same. II l
have some hard thoughts about man
kind can trace them back to the child
hood which 1 spent with my brother'
He Is my only living relative, Tor my
other brother, Charles father, was killed
In the Indian mutiny.
"Our father was rich, and when he
died he made good provision both Tor
Jeremiah and for me. He knew Jere-
miah and he mistrusted him, however;
80 instead of giving him all that he
meant him to have he handed me over
a part Of 1t, telling me, with what was
almost his dying breath, to hold 1t In
trust for my brother, and to use 1t in
his behalf when he should have squan-
dered or lost all that he had. This ar
rangement was meant to be a secret
between my father and myself, but un-
fortunately his words were overheard
by the nurse, and she repeated them
afterwards to my brother, 80 that he
came to know that I held some money
in trust for him. suppose tobacco will
not harm my head, Doctor? Thank
you, then I shall trouble you for the
matches, Ida" She lit cigarette, and
leaned back upon the pillow, with the
blue wreaths curling from her lips.
1T cannot tell you how often he has
attempted to get that money from me.
He has bullied, cajoled, threatened,
coaxed, done all that a man could do
still held 1t with the presentiment that
a need of 1t would come. When heard
of this villainous business, his flight,
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 de-
falcations, felt that now indeed I had
a need for It, sent in Charles yester-
day 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 advanced. Not a word Of thanks to
me, Admiral. I tell you that 1t was very
cheap benevolence, for 1t was all done
with his own money, and how could
use 1t better?
81 thought that I should probably
hear from him soon, and did. Last
evening there vas handed in note Of
the usual whining, cringing tone. He
had come back from abroad at the risk
of his life and liberty, just in order that
he might say goodbye to the only sis
ter that he ever had, and to entreat my
forgiveness for any pain which he had
caused me. He would never trouble me
again, and he begged only that would
hand over to him the sum which held
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 imploring me to
leave the window-latch open, and to be
in the front room at three in the morn
ing, when he would come to receive my
last kiss and to bid me farewell.
bad as he was, could not, when he
trusted me, betray him. said nothing,
but was there at the hour. He en-
tered through the window, and implored
me to give him the money. He was ter
ribly changed; gaunt, wolfish and spoke
like mailman. told him that 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. 1 said in trying to make
him an honest man, and l. repairing the