The pioneer press. (Miller, Hand County, S.D.) 1893-190?, 1897-08-19

quite so. my boy. All that's mine is
yours. But who do you think this
Pearson is? He is Mrs. Westmacott 5
brother
Really. What a singular thing! Weli'
I can see a likeness now that you men,
ton it. They have both the same nara
type of face"
"She has been warning me against
him-says he is the rankest pirate III
London. / hope that 1T Is all right
boy. and hat we may not hnd our
selves in broken water
Harold had turned a little pale as ne
heard Mrs. Westmacott's opinion OF ms
senior partner. 1t gave shape and SUD
stance to certain vague fears and sus-
picions Of his own which had been
pushed back as often as they obtruded
themselves as being too monstrous ana
fantastic for belief.
He is a weIl-known man in the city.
dad" said he.
"Of course he is-of course he is. That
is what / told her. They would have
found him out there II anything had
been amiss with him. Bless you, there's
nothing so bitter as a family quarrel.
Still ii is Just as well tnat you have
written about this affair, for we may
as well have all fair and above board
But Harold's letter to his partner was
crossed by a letter from his partner
to Harold. 1t lay awaiting him upon
the breakfast table next morning. and IL
sent the heart into his mouth as he
read IT,, and caused him to spring up
from his chair with a white face and
staring eyes.
my boy! My boy"'
II am ruined, undetermined" He
stood gazing wildly in front Of him,
while the sheet of paper fluttered down
to the carpet. Then he dropped back
into the chair, and sank h.s face into his
hands. His mother had her arms round
hin in an instant. while the admiral,
with shaking fingers. picked up the let
ter from the floor and adjusted his
glasses to read IL.
MY Dear Denver" IL ran. by the
time hat this reaches you l shall be out
Of the reach of yourself or of any one
else who may desire an interview. You
need not search for me. for ! assure
you that this letter is posted by a
friend. and that you will have your
trouble in vain If you try to find me.
l am sorry to leave you in such a tight
iaNS oot OlIc VI III VI Us 1iuSl DC
squeezed. and on the whole prefer
that it should be you. You'll find moth
ing in the bank, and about f13, 900 UNI
accounted for. I'm not sure that the
best thing you can do is not to realize
h you can and initiate your sen
ior's example. II you act at once you
may get clean away. IL not. it's only
that you must put up you shutters,
but am afraid that this missing money
could hardly be included as an ordinary
debt. and Of course you are legally re-
sponsible for 1t just as much as / am.
Take a friends advice and get to
America. A young man with brains can
always do something out there. and you
can live down this little mischance. 1t
Will be a cheap lesson IL IL teaches you
to take nothing upon trust in business.
and to insist Dol knowing exactly
h your partner is doing, however
senior he may be to you. Yours faith
fully. JEREMIAH PEARSON"
Great heavens" groaned the admir-
al, he has ~absconded."
And left me 10Th a bankrupt and a
thief"
mo. no. Harold" sobbed his mother.
A will be right. What matter about
money!
Money, mother! 1t is my honor"
The boy Is right. 1t Is his honor,
and my honor. for his Is mine. This Is
a sore trouble. mother. when we thought
our life's troubles were all behind us.
but We will bear 1t as we have borne
others" He held put his stringy hand.
and the two old folk sat with bowed
grey heads. their fingers intertwined.
strong In each others love and sym
pathy.
I'VE were too happy she sighed.
But 1t Is Gods will, mother"
Yes. John, 1t Is Gods win"
And yet It Is bitter to bear. I could
have lost all. the house. money. rank
l could have borne 1t. Eut at my age
my honor-the honor Of an admiral OF
the feet"
N honor can be lost, John, where
no dishonor has been done. What have
you done? What has Harold done?
There Is no question Of honor"
The old mar shook his head, but Har-
old had already called together his clear
practical sense. which for an instant In
the presence Of this frightful blow had
deserted him.
The mater Is right. dad" said he.
1T Is bad enough, heaven knows, but
we must no take too dark a view OF
1t. After all. this insolent letter Is in
Itself evidence that I had nothing to DO
with the schemes Of the base villain
who wrote It,"
They may think 1t p~rearranged."
They could not. My whole life cries
out against the thought. They could
not look me In the face and entertain
It,"
mo how NOT ~ fbey have Az. T.