The Globe-republican., 1895-11-21

l went along with him, though after
all l wasn't sure. 1t was Dick in the
picture right enough. but it wasn't OuI
Dick; the picture wasn't to say a
''shevyy devry" come to that, but il
had been meant for Dick once.
1t was after bank hours and the
door was shut, but he took me round
by the side into the managers room.
There was a man there and a girl
yes, She was only a girl, l could see
that, although she had thick veil
over her face. The man was swell.
do you know Mr.. Forester, my
MANI" says he.
Not much" says l short.
| He turns round on the clerk angrily.
''He doesn't know him by that name,
but he seemed to know the photograph
you gave me, Sir" the clerk said. The
girl stirred uneasily in her seat; the
man turned to me hastily. You know
somebody like the picture:' he said.
looked at the girl; she seemed to be
listening eagerly. WELL" l said, Il
have seen somebody it might have
been meant for once"
1--WE want to see him."
"Yes," says l. What for:" The
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for. my man, and how does that con-
Germ yOu:"
WELL" says 1. 81 don't rightly
! know, nor / don't know how it con-
Germs you to see him."
The man looked at me as fierce as a
Goanner in a tight place, but he didn't
! speak. And whit that the girl rose
and took step forward. "Oh, sir"
she said. in soft, low voice that stiv-
/ cred a bit as she spake. Or. sir, you
will tell us, I'm sure. l must know;
l must see him" She had claSped her
two hands together; they were small
hands and very white, and they shook
as she spoke. 1t was for no harm.
| anyway. I could have sworn that
much. Yes, MISS" says I. ut might
| be the party, or again it mightn't, for
! he's changed if it is. but I'll find him
| for you in the morning"
! 1t was lonely spot where We found
Dick, and not another soul was in
sight. He was working in the bottom
the same steady, logged hopeless
work that he'd always done.
"There," l said. stopping short and
pointing at him, lis that the man you
are looking for. miss:' We were
Dick was below us. and it might be
thirty yards away. She had said
nothing as we came along. but she had
trembled so much that the man had
given her his arm to help her. Now
she seemed to pull herself together all
in a moment as she threw back the
veil to look. looked at her then,
and l tell you 1 could have gone on
looking. All, that was something like
a face-a face to think on in the dark.
that was. She just gave one loOk, and
then sob. "Stay here" she said, mo-
tioning the man back with her hand.
''Stay here. oh, George
Then she went down the slope. and
with quick. smooth sort of walk.
She didn't seem rightly to walk. only
to go. and go quick at that. In a
minute she was close to Dick.
"Georgew. she said-only the one word.
"Georser' The word came up to where
we were standing. and I tell you it
was sweeter than music.
Dick lifted himself from his work
and stared stupidity round. as if he
didn't rightly know what it was.
Then he sees her. and with that he
falls back a step like man dazed.
"Oh. George!' and she held out both
Of her hands to him across the heap of
white clay. ''Come back. George.
come back. 1t is all found out They
all believe you now. You're cleared at
last-cleared Mt last. Come back.
George-back to me-"
He stood for a moment or two like
a man that had been turned to stone.
"Clcaredr' he exclaimed. hoarsely,
"Clcared! On. my God!' then he
clutched wildly at his throat. stagger-
ed and fell-fell mt her very feet sense
less.
She was on her knees at his side. l
started to run down the slope, and 1
was at her side in half a minute. but
she didn't want me. She had raised
his head and leaned it against her
breast. and she would let nobody
touch him but herself. And there she
knelt among the wet clay, holding
Dick in her arms. the tears running
down her face and falling on his.
got a little water and poured it Oh his
head. and at last, he began to come to-
I lays my hand on the mans arm. 81
reckon. mate. you and mes not want
ed here. not much" says. and pulls
him away.
We got n cart and We moved Dick !
to the bank, but it was another week |
afOre they could move him any fur
Their. Then they left.
1t might have been a couple of |
months later that l got a Melbourne |
paper through the post. There was |
a mark at one side. and opposite to !!
that an advertisement.
AT st. Marks Church. Toorak. on !
Dec. 1. by the Right Reverend the |
Bishop of Melbourne. Mary. only
daughter Of the Hon. John Lester,
of Toorak and Dungalla Station, to
George Wingfield Forester. eldest /
son of Albert Forester. NJ. P, of
Wingfield Hall. Herefordshire. Eng
land
BY and by l came across another
The fashionable wedding
that took place yesterday at Toorak
had all the special interest which at
taches to the last act in u very sensa-
tional drama. The circumstances of
the celebrated Dungalla murder trial.
although now, two years old are still