Pawtucket tribune. (Pawtucket, R.I.) 1890-189?, 1895-07-26

said Mr.. Wynne severely.
$50 Is gambling. Yet have heard you
say that you believed you were born with
passion for gambling and you have
needed help to save you from yourself.
Still you have no mercy for another sin
nor"
Harold Wynne looked at his presumptu-
GUS young relative In establishment. Could
this be the thoughtless youth who had
lived under his roof, looking up to him as
to q father, and who was now constituting
himself judge and jury to arraign and
condemnp
Before he could speak the door opened,
and Ethel herself entered, beautiful liar
indeed, her large, guileless blue eyes wide
and wondering with innocent curiosity.
"There she Is to speak for herself" said
Mr.. Wynnc. ETHEL, did you not tell me
you were at home last night all the even
ingS"
Ethel looked anxiousiy from the face of
the uncle to that of the nephew; but, see-
ing no help In either, she answered sweetly:
Eyes, Guardy, was In my own room,
learning the lines you gave me to commit
from Longfellow. can recite them now"
Ralph Meadows was convulsed with
suppressed merriment, but Mr.. Wynne
saw nothing amusing In the occasion, as
Ethel, with stately pose and dramatic
gestures recited the lines:
II by night the frogs are croaking,
Kindle but toroh's fire.
~. Hs, how soon they all are silent
So truth silences the liar.
Harold wynne applauded his ward, but
his nephew was undeniably angry.
II have read somewhere, (" he said, "that
truth was u greatly overestimated virtue.
If things were to 60 on like this, should
be inclined to adopt that opinion"
Mr.. Wynne returned persistently to the
original grievance. "Where were you last
night EthelP"
"I have told you, Guardy"
"You were out walking with me, Ethel.
Why do you not tell hims" asked Ralph.
CT forgot"
"Therep' said Mr.. Wynne angrily. "See
how one lie begets another. Why could
she not have told me that in the first
placer must say it was an improper pro-
ceeding. Where was Mrs Fleming?'
"In her bed, sleeping the sleep of the
just. We were in by o'clock. If there
was any blame, it belongs to me, as
asked Ethel for company"
"It is not necessary, Ralph that you
should shoulder Ethel's responsibilities, +"
his uncle said in an annoyed manner; "she
is old enough to act for herself. I some-
times wish"- He stopped and remained
silent.
"Not that you had never taken me into
your life-don't say that' cried the girl,
slipping down on her knees beside him
and pressing her sweet lips to his hard
hand. "You have been too good and kind
to me, and l can never repay you-and
will try, Guardy, indeed will, to profit by
your goodness Forgive me-"
She rose with shining eyes and like
vision of sweetness passed out of the room,
nor did she once cast glance at the
younger man, who in his heart was call
ing his relative jellyflsh Of judgment
and other unapostolic names.
When the girl was gone from the room,
Harold Wynne clasped his hands ut the
back of his neck and sat deeply thinking.
"Ill do it' he said at last. 1T Is my
duty and the only way to save her. She
needs strong, firm hand to guide her. I
know her failing and will temper justice
with mercy. Ralph, listen to me a mo-
ment."
eyes, SIR" Ralph laid his book down
1T was doubtful II he had been reading
and prepared to give respectful attention
to what his uncle was about to say.
II have decided to marry Ethel"
Indeed, sir"
1T will make no difference to you, as
your property will remain yours by law.
have enough without that And you will
make your home here with Ethel and me.
She likes you, and II she did not 1t would
make no difference. She must respect my
wishes"
II should think, said the younger man
slowly, THAT you would hesitate to place
your happiness In the keeping Of one who
tells liesl'
"Not ut oil, )" answered his uncle ooolly.
That Is the one flaw In an otherwise per-
feet character. shall read to her treatises
on the Philosophy Of Truth and other
literature of the same moral aim and strive
to teach her to love truth for truth g sake"
His nephew smiled. He did not know
much Of that delicate and complex shrine,
n woman's heart, but no felt assured his
uncle knew even less than he. To be CO.
creed into telling the truth seemed to him
a poor way Of avoiding tnlsehood. But he
merely asked
"Have you spoken to Ethelp"
mo, but / will SEQ her tonight"
Mr.. Wynno touched bell and sent word
to his ward that he wished to SEQ her She
came as promptly as IL she had been wait
ing for his message. Was IL possible she
anticipated the honor about TO be conferred
upon hcri
Before Harold wynne could speak his
nephew advanced to moct Ethel and had
taken her hand
"You need not saorinoc yourself, uncle"
he said briefly. ETHEL u MY wife We
were married last night