The Scranton tribune. [volume] (Scranton, Pa.) 1891-1910, 1896-11-20

faced the guide port to the two ways.
Yes it has. ! did the woman wrong
in her boy. l will go to her. and l will
myself make reDaration and do what
is right. Then / will reason with her
about the charge. and if she retract |
will leave her in peace. 1 could not
have done this in my early days
You could not have said that year
age"
No"
'"Tites do not make a knight"
Nor fame"
"No."
"But you are knight. and you would
be one now without a title"
My conscience has become the law
of my life"
Your conscience has become the law
of your life. | can see 1t has. l know
it and feel it. And the law of con-
science must be based on the principle
that should govern all life. The ore
guidance of truth. supreme. immortal,
is Whatsoever ye would
Il know"
Cone! Baronet. governor, go to poor
old Jane Cone"
II will 60"
Sir William went, as a cOmmO nman
He returned to his wife.
Il have made Jane Cone my friend.
If you had not been accused, this view
| of my duty could never have come to
me. The whole colony will rejoice
when l give to the public my view
and decision, and in the fall | will pro-
claim a Thanksgiving. l can see 1t all
in my mind rs l have seen things be-
fore. ] am thankful for the light. y
t.,tt
it shall end q feast of psalms. This
year New England shall rejoice and
sng!"
This" said Lady Phipps, shall be.
too, the year of our own Thanksgiv-
ing Feast--that one in the spirit Of
the highest teaching of which we have
dreamed. 1t shall crown my life. The
terrible lesson that l have received has
led me to hold the world less tightly
than before. If I can realize life's
dream in that Thanksgiving l shall be
willing to go to the chamber of silence
where nothing can alarm. l shall offer
my thanks for all mercies on that day
over the Albemarle Cup, and put the
cup away. And, William Phipps, baro-
net and governor of the province, for
giveness is redemption, and Restore
is the jewel of the ring and crown of
happiness, and / shall invite Jane Cone
to be present on that day as u witness
to thee and to me-"
The Thanksgiving day came. The
people crowded the "Old North
church." as we call it now, and the
house of the governor. The military
came to Cops Hill'--the Ancient and
| Honorable Artillery"
Night fell The astrals We're lighted
| in the house of the "Faire Green Lane"
,,la l,, oil, nj ~
| cup of gold.
| Calef was there, and he read in the
goblet the Cup of Thanksgiving"
! of my lady's prophetic soul.
A hundred guests sat down at the
tables.
But what strange object was that?
Amid the gayety there glided into
| the room, and took Il place at the
tables, poor Jane Cone.
| The hour of Lady Phipps had now
come, more glorious hour than had
been brought her by wealth or fame.
She rose and said:
| What shall l render?" How noble
my lady looked!
She lifted the Albemarle Cup.
| 81 will take the Cup of Salvation
She stood there in white, her beau
tiful face half hidden by the flashing
gold.
My husband, you brought me
wealth. but you did not bring me sat
| isfaction:
you brought me a titled name, but
my heart was not at rest
You brought to your home the favor
of the church; something was wanting
still:
But at last. you bring to me and to
all these people, Il heart consecrated to
justice and right; is not that so, Jane
Gomez
| The old woman rose. shaking. All
eyes We're fixed on her. She had in her
| hand sprig of whithered balm. Her
10 qiuvered, and she brushed the sprig
II balm across her face. Tears ran
down the hard lines of her cheek. and
she bent forward. leaning one hand on
the table, near the goblet of gold.
Yes, me Lady" She brushed back
her white hair. Yes, your Worship.
There never was truer word. He came
to me hut. and he asked me forgiveness
for what he did wrong to me by; me
b'y that sleeps in the sea. He came to
me, poor old Jane Cone, when it was
al N ms, ben tn ,ln him wrnny He cot