The River Falls times. [volume] (River Falls, Pierce County, Wis.) 1894-1933, 1896-07-28

| QdIC ~ dCCuSc you.
| The baronet was horrifed at the
thought.
And Sir Loghlen expressed his inten-
ton of waiting to receive the proofs
| with which Sydney's brother had
promised to return-and Tony was not
again to find himself with young
man who could be irritated, but be-
fore the baronet himself, who had, as
his nephew knew, the right to judge
Sydney, and sternly and infexibly.
The baronet alone with Tony Drum
mond, and the result, Stanley told
himself, would be for him inevitable
ruin.
Once again Stanley's reliance was on
Abraham Mailer, who would not have
left the house. So presently, finding
some excuse, he quilted his uncle and
descended toward the kitchen in
search Of the peddler, who had been,
as we know, almost close beside him.
The baronet was more than ever
Respondent, with the belief that the
| fault he had committed in his youth
would eternally weigh him down; and,
at the very time that its remembrance
had most overwhelmed him, when he
| was employing his utmost efforts to
repair it. it was then that had arisen
obstacles which he believed could
| never be surmouRted.
He had commenced almost to believe
| that heavens justice was but ven
1 geance.
The baronet was at length aroused
! from the painful reverie into which he
| had fallen, by the announcement that
| a person named Drummond requested
/ to be allowed to see him.
| IT was rNOnv uhO had rQt11rI1a6 with
the evidence which he had promised
/ should be forthcoming, the baronet be-
| lieved. What, then, was his surprise
when he beheid before him, not Tony,
| but Sydney Drrlmmond himself!
And Abraham became at last some
what reconciled to a situation from
| which no chance of escape had yet pre-
| scented itself, by the belief I Aat he was
/ now about to hear few, perhaps, i'm
| portant secrets.
''Heavensr' exclaimed the baronet,
on beholding his son. what can have
| brought you here?"
Sydney was very pale; but he spoke
calmly, as, drawing letter from his
! pocket, he said, 81 come to ask you,
Sir Loghlen, il this letter truly states
that am indebted to you for my most
humiliating rejection by that company
from which / had last sought employ
| ment?"
''That letter has told you the truth, ;"
| the baronet answered, outwardly calm,
! but inWardly a prey to excessive agi-
| tation.
"And you have caused me to be re-
pulsed?"
ut was necessary"
Wherefore do you unrelentingly
/ 1111Tc11o MOP,
The baronet ayerted his head and
was silent.
'Will you not answer ue?" Sydney
| impatiently demanded.
rs it my fault at length the baronet
| proceeded, ''if chance has brought us
again together, and that / am unable
to forget?"
''You still believe, then, that l am
| theft" demanded Sydney.
| There was no reply. and the I'M
happy young man continued.
''Well, we will, for the moment, adj
NIT that, yielding to a guilty impulse,
| have forgotten that which / owed to
| the memory Of father who was
an honest an honorable man; let us say
that / merit my fate-that you are
| right to be without pity for me; but
| and SydEey's voice faltered now-"but
does not your Figor reach the inno-
cent? My brother, my poor old grand
mother-should they be made to suffer
for my fault? / have exhausted my
self in barren efforts, with the hope to
| add to our insufficient resources. A
door is opened, and a cruel hand re-
closes it against me; and''-with re
| proachful voice-'yours, Sir LOghlen,
is that hand!'
Yes, it was as Sydney had said. Sir
Loghlen avowed it, but regretfully,
| and with deep emotion.
| But the words were only understood
| by Sydney, and not the feeling with
which they had been uttered.
| And SO the unhappy young man de-
| manded wherefore the baronet so
acted What was Sydney to him? OF
| what concern the honor of poor
bankers clerk to a wealthy baronet?
| Wherefore did Sir Loghlen constitute
/ himself the Judge Of a fault which af-
| fected him not?
| The baronet replied not. His heart
| torn with contending emotions, he was
| outwardly as coldly stern as the RO-
man father of old, who gave his only
| son to the executioner's axe.
''Life has appeared to me very
| heavy burden" Sydney presently re-
| sumed, with trembling accents; "but
| have had the courage to support tia
| courage which has been as nothing,
| compared with that which | am now
| about to evince."
And great, indeed, was the effort re-
quired for the words which Sydney was
next to speak.
Il am" he proceeded, "in the pres
ence of q man who believes me a