The western sentinel. [volume] (Winston-Salem, N.C.) 1887-1926, 1895-09-19


lived under his roof, looking up to him as
to father, and who was now constituting
himself judge and jury to arraign and
condemn?
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.. Wynne "Ethel, did you not tell me
you were at home last night all the even
ing?''
Ethel looked anxiously 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
nothing amusing in the occasion, as
Ethel, with a stately pose and dramatic
gestures, recited the lines:
If by night the frogs are croaking,
Eindle but a torch's fire.
Ea, how soon they all are silent
So truth silences the liar.
Harold Wynne applauded his ward, but
his nephew was undeniably angry
81 have read somewhere, - he said, ''that
truth was greatly oyerestimated virtue.
If things were to go on like this, 1 should
be inclined to adopt that opinion
Mr.. Wynne returned persistently to the
original grievance. "Where We're you last
night, Ethel?''
81 have told you, Guardy."
''You were out walking with me, Ethel.
Why do you not tell him?'' asked Ralph.
CT forgot
''Therel'' said Mr.. Wynne angrily. ''See
how one lie begets another. Why could
she not have told me that in the first
place? I must say it was an improper pro-
ceeding. Where was Mrs. Fleming?''
I'm her bed, sleeping the sleep of the
just. We were in by O'Clock. If there
was any blame, it belongs to me, as 1
asked Ethel for company
sit 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. 1 some
times wish"- He stopped and remained
silent.
"Not that you had never taken me into
your 1ife-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 can never repay you-and 1
will try, Guardy, indeed will, to profit by
your goodness. Forgive me-"
She rose with shining eyes and like a
vision Of sweetness passed out of the room,
nor did she once cast a glance at the
younger man, who in his heart was call
ing his relative a jellyfish of Judgment
and other unapostolic names.
When the girl was gone from the room,
Harold Wynne clasped his hands at the
back Of his neck and sat deeply thinking.
"I'u do it!' he said at last. sit is my
duty and the only way to save her. She
needs q strong, firm hand to guide her. 1
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 if he had been reading
and prepared to give respectful attention
to what his uncle was about to say.
"I have decided to marry Ethel"
Indeed, SIR
cit will make no difference to you, as
your property will remain yours by law. I
have enough without that. And you will
make your home here with Ethel and me.
She likes you, and if she did not it would
make no difference. She must respect my
wishes.'
81 should think said the younger man
slowly, ''that you would hesitate to place
your happiness in the keeping of one who
tells liesl''
"Not at ALL" answered his uncle coolly
THAT is the one flaw in an otherwise per-
1cCU TcstQ 10 1er brcitblSeS
on the Philosophy of Truth and other
literature of the same moral aim and strive
to teach her to love truth for truths sake
His nephew smiled. He did not know
much of that delicate and complex shrine,
a woman's heart, but he 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 falsehood. But he
merely asked:
Have you spoken to Ethel2''
mo, but will see her tonight"
Mr.. Wynne touched bell and sent word
to his ward that he wished to see her She
came as promptly as if she had been wait
ing for his message. Was it possible she
anticipated the honor about to be conferred
upon her?
Before Harold Wynne could speak his
nephew advanced to meet Ethel and had
taken her hand.
You need not sacrifice yourself, uncle,
he said briefly. AsEthel is my wife. We
were married last night. ''-Detroit Free
Press.
Efficiency of Sand Filtration.
The report of the analysis of 80 SAM
pies Of the water collected during the
month of February last from the mains
of the London water companies should
remove any doubt as to the value of
sand filtration in the treatment of mu-
nicipal water supplies. archaeological
examinations made daily of the water
from the general filter wells into which
the water enters after passing through
the sand beds showed an average for the
month of A bacteria to the cubic cent?
meter, while the water from the river
before filtration contained 2 1874 bacteria
to the same volume London NAV Justly
be proud of system of water purifica-
ton that SO thoroughly destroys the
germs of typhoid fever and other zy-
motto diseases.
The Pessinise.
1T may be a great and glorious thing
to die for ones country. said the pessi-
mist, but what is the good IN doing an
act that gives you no chance to respond to
an encorea '-Indianapolis Journal
Conserving sroeA
Customer notice some shoes In the
window that you have labeled : Temper
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