Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1895-03-07

hearts core. Cyril and Lillian smiled
thus but the chiid'S smSle had q
swcctpcSs beyond theirs, one which Is
only born OF suffering
They had now r>>,uhcd The open
d,cr, through which enterd the refic<,.
ted warmth Of the sunshine, which
the hind boy said he could feSl, and
here they parted.
"EoNi>hye, SIR" said tlse boy. prr>sS.
iUS his hand, and directing rron him
the strange unaware save IF the blind.
I'VE havr had charming talk" he
added, in Cyt'ilS own fascinating man.
nNr.
"Gotsl-byc, dear little follow. and
Ged BLISS YOU" replied Everaul, w,
turning the pressure OF the dcli,ute
Nand, Stay" he added, us the child
stepped out into the sunshine Had
ynu hot a brother named Earnest y"
"oh, yes" he answered; 'Nhey say
he wis such Il strong, healthy boy.
He died when was a hlhy My poor
father has lost many sans and daugh.
tiers, and can mower he Cmything but
care ~ him. He has only my sister
~ comfort him. Goodbye sir; shall
Dc lAte;" and talking of his hat once
more he sprung down The steps and
across tho pavement, To IN iron lNtl.
inc which here fenced the turf Ever.
ard watched him as he vaulted Ii east
Iy, and dashed, aS stNNing boys dash.
holdlong acrNNSs the green. making II
slight turn to avoid a collision with
solemn Clergyman, who Lifted his hat
IN him; and then flying straight under
the slender arches of the deaucry en-
tmnrc, where he vanished ont OF sight.
Poor young grntleman" sSlid the
verSer, who was standing bohind Ever
ard thinking a shilling the child had
given HIM Nothing piclscS him ~
| much aS showing the cathedral to
stmmgrrs, and keeping his blindness
from thom. Many and many a one
Nos took in BUT he always gives a
vorgcr a shilling after taking a party
round; he wouldn't take a nNan's bread
ont Of his mouth. It's Sorc trial to
the dean, sir you may depend upon 1t.
II WAS TROUBLE to his mother CallS,d It,
they say lust before he WIS born she
went through a deal In her mind, and
waS newer the same again. And that
nttrsted the boys nerves specially the
optic nerves and he was born blind.
Fifty, isn't II? We shah miss Master
Dvcmm when the dean rs Bishop OF
Warham"
NO doubt" said Evemrd, moving
nhstractedly away, hss eyes r'ivited on
the deancry: 'no doubt"
liNian had gradually ceased to men.
| tion Cyril In her letters; indeed, since
Marion'S dca TN, SHE had not mentioned
him at all, and EvelNrd had never
during the whole of his Imprisonment
| named the name Of the man he had so
| loved, and for whom he had suffered
so cruelty. And now he found him the
great Dean Maitland, too great to he
merely the Dean Of Belminster; he be-
longcd apparently To the higher order
Of deans, like Dean Swift and Dean
Stanloy, and was, moreover Bishop
elect of Warham. And Warham was
the greatest scr I'm England; It's bishops
had ranked Ms princes of oldon days.
ON this very spot, eighteen YEAR,
ago, Cyril himself had stood, an OBJ
scurc curHte, while EvelNrd was un
dergoing his torrtble ordeal before IT,
Judge, and had reflected, In spite OF
| the tlGmult Within him. upon the nd.
vantages of being a dean.
He had looked with keen outward
observation, ms Ev4Nrd was hooking
now, on the majestic pile OF the gray
cathedral. rising above the scdatr red
roofs and gables OF the quiet and dig
nitied close; on the same elms and
lines, leaflets the In the March sun
shine, and had heard the rocks cslwing
In their lofty circles overhead, with
the same suggestions of boyhood and
home and the breezy downs about
Malbourne-there he had stood, though
Evemn did NOT know II, and fought
an inward baittle I'm which his souls
best powers were overthrown.
Some such bat11e ragged with Ever.
ard now. He thought of his long
agony and the crimes which caused
It; he Thought Of his hearts best friend.
ship, and the treacheTy which betrayed
Vt; he repeated to himself with various
intOmations Of sco1n and indignation
Dean Maitland, Bishop OF Variant"
he thought of the g1iiltless child with
his angel voice and mis- lifelong aflllc.
ton; he Thought OF his own broken
health and ruined life; he Thought OF
lillian wasting her youth In loneliness,
and asked himself how he could for
give the traitor for whose crime he
tad suffered-the traitor who dressed
In fine Linen, and dwclt I'm palaces
among the greatest in the hand, while
the betrayed wore his heart out In
prison, clothed I'm the garb Of shame,
and herdcd with the scum aud of.
securing Of vice. lie could not bear
these dfstracting thoughts; ne turned
with n gesture OF fierce Indignation,
and. striding hurrfedly along the close,
passed beneath the Gothic gate way,
In whose angle was ntched tiny
Ish1ITT1l M essTH a1nnO nrah ann,,,d