The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1896-01-19

Mr. chesters. come TO me tomorrow.
] may-l only say may-have a different
conclusion TO give you"
The young mans eyes CLEANED. There
Was the light or q true love in them.
ne tragic story OF a broken heart which
listened 10 in the cottage OF the dying
coachman removed an Old burden from
my shoulders as well as from his
CHAPTER III.
IS was leaving the house to obey the
~ Mysterious message my daughter met me
There was a look Of sweet subraissfveuass
on her dear face. She kissed me lovingly
ana sald in pleading tones. Il love him
DHt rove you a-sO- and i viii never leave
you as long as you desire me to remain
under this dear roof"
rms gentle submission to my will smofe
ne more than any acts OF hot and, WilfuI
rebellion
My child. I am trying to find what is
lAsly 10 conduce to the happiness OF you
Yes. ] know, father"
i could bear no more OF this I left
We mouse hurriedly, wondering what this
poor, heart-broken fellow could Tell me
i was sure that IL was something con-
nected with the death Of Mr.. Chcsters
ana had vague feeling that the hour
OF my deliverance was at hand But
now Ihat was the point. 1 could not
I entered the cottage silently. Mrs.
Jackson met me.
m, My husband is very bad, sir; I am
glad you have Gomez
What is the matter2"
Heartache, 1 think; he never seemed
to get over the death Of his old MASTER
There was a confederation of my hopes,
When 1 looked at the poor fellow I
could see that death had run a close race
win me; If he had a story 10 tell me
ne would have to tell me quickly. With
MIN death was strong runner.
why did you not send for NE earlier.
my good MANI
Don't call me that. I am not a good
man. You cannot do me any good with
your physic. You cannot mend broken
heart can your
No, 1 am afraid not, but I can sooth
it," 1 replied.
Listen. quick. Death is coming
night of Mr.. Chestefs' death?'' '''0
Il do. Go on, please"
/ was anxious not TO be banled by death
Just at the moment of my supreme crisis
You gave me a bottle of medicine for
him, and told me to go quickly. I did not
go quickly. / met a friend, and he asked
me to go down and have a drink with him
and one drink became two, and two three
when got home the old master was
Thank Cod" I cried.
The poor fellow looked ct me STRANGELY
he did not see anything in that story to
thank God for. but / did. After these two
years of mental torture. I knew l had not
killed my dear old friend. My heart was
on the point of bursting"
But now I am glad you did not give
him the medicine"
"Why?"
Because I made a mistake"
'Oh, what a relief that is to me- I wish
l had known that two years ago."
u wish / had known what you have
told me two years ago. 1t would have
prevented a lot of heartache. But on the
morning after he died you distinctly told
me that YOU reached home in time, and
the medicine was given to him. and that
he died a few minutes afterward"
Yes, il was a lie. and the curse of it
has followed me these two years"
Then there was silence. l knew l was in
the presence of death. He had unburden-
ed himself of his secret, and had secured
relief in his last moment.
When l saw Mr.. Chesters in the evening
I had another story to tell him. over a
drop of smoking punch we discussed the
question near TO all our hearts, and we
settled everything amicably. I simply told
him that something had happened which
compelled me to change my decision and
he was too happy to. bother about asking
questions. I have a notion to this day
that he thought had taken too much of
the punch, but l cannot help that. 1 could
not hide my happiness which was brim-
ming up in my heart.
When my daughter came into the room
she looked at me.
why. father, you look ten years young
err than you did yesterday"
Il am twenty years younger. Here, go
and be happy, you incorrigible young cou-
pie. You have my blessings"
Aye they took the blessings and were
happy. The curse was removed.