The Scranton tribune. [volume] (Scranton, Pa.) 1891-1910, 1897-07-10

The judge made no reply. He bent
still more closely over the scarlet ami
NAL straying amid emerald fields and
burnt umber trees, of a singularly
original shape.
That's a cow said Dorothy proud
ly. Don't you see its horns?-and that's
its tail-it isn't tree. There's a cat
on the other side. l can draw cats bet
ter than cows"
In her anxiety to exhibit her artistic
abilities in their higher manifestations.
she took the paper out of his hands and
presented the other side. At first he
glanced at II listlessly and then his
eyes suddenly flashed and he examined
1t with breathless interest.
"Well, I'm blessedv' he exclaimed
excitedly.
1t was not a very judicial utterance.
but the circumstances were exception
al
Here's the very letter Maxwell de-
clared he had received from Lightbody
along with the check. His references
to 1t, as he could not produce 1t, did
more harm than good; but / believe it's
genuine, upon my word, / do. Listen;
1t is dated from the Hollies, Light
body's private address:
My Dear Mr.. MAXWELL have Just
heard from the doctor that my time here
Will be very short, and am trying to ar
range my affairs as quickly as possible.
/ have long recognized the unostenta-
tious but thorough and entirely satisfac-
tory manner in which you have dis
charged your duties, and as some little
and perhaps too tardy recognition of your
long and faithful services, and as a token
n m 81 Gt fpf yO,t
will accept the inclosed check for f25O.
With best wishes for your future, believe
me, yours sincerely,
Thomas Lightbody.
What do you think of it? I'll send
it round to Maxwells solicitor at once"
"Oh Matthew. then the poor fellows
innocent after all?"
"It looks like It. If the letter is
genuine he certainly is. There, don't
look so miserable again. I'm sure it
is. If it had been a forgery you may
be sure it would have been ready for
Where did you get this letter, little
girl?"
Dorothy blushed guiltily and hung
her head.
Il took it out of pas desk-I wanted
without asking. You won't tell him,
will you? He'll be ever so Cross
"Well, we may perhaps have to let
him know about it, my dear, but 1
don't think he'll be a. bit cross. Now,
this lady will take you to your mother,
and you can tell her that papa won't
go to prison, and that he'll be home to-
morrow night"
May II say good by to Tommy,
please?" she faltered.
You sweet little thingr exclaimed
his wife, kissing her impulsively.
"Tommy's going with you," said the
judge, laughing kindly. II wouldn't
deprive you of Tommy's company for
Tommy's weight in gold fancy there
are limits to the pleasure which Tom
my and I would derive from each
others society. There, run away, and
take Tommy with you"
Dorothy eagerly pursued the fat pup
py, captured him after an exciting
chase and took him in her arms. Then
she walked toward the door, but the
corner of her eye rested wistfully on
the contents of the brown paper parcel
The judge hastily gathered the toys,
rolled them in the paper and presented
them to her. But Dorothy looked dis
appointed The thought of giving
them to purchase her fathers pardon
had been sweet as we'll as bitter. She
was willing to compromise in order to
escape the pang that the loss of Tom
my and the doll and the paint box and
other priceless treasures would have
inflicted, but she still wished--poor lit
tie epitome of our complex human ma
ture-to taste the joy of heroic self
sacrifice. Besides, she was afraid that
the judge might after all refuse to par
don her father if she took away all the
gifts with which she had attempted
| to propitiate him.