The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1899-05-21
LAGOS REVENGE:

M Hlent forgot his breakfast
mo one who had known him in the old days
at Appledore would have recognized in this
Preniaturely-aged, haggard grey-haired man
with the haunted, restless look in his sunker
yves, the ceaE-snar2n, smart, weli-dresseC
sohcltor, who, if not exactly handsome hao
peen attractive enough. apart from the money
ne was supposed to possess. to make half this
girls and women in Appledore set their caps
at him.
twenty-five years ago | was a fool, ano
since then I've become something Worse-a
SOU and an idler that man worth the
name would care to shake hands with.
disposed of connection a solicitor thai
had grown UP during several generations
which, for traditions sake. if for no Other
reason, 1 ought to have kept and extended
Then, having realized every penny OF my
capital, wandered about the world, wasting
the money it had taken my father and grand
father all their lives to amass
There wasn't country didn't visit /
was while l was travelling in Ireland that !
met and married your mother God bless her
She died when you were born. If she'd lived
perhaps l should have settled down and
and repented for she was good patien
creature, and, if hadn't for her quite the
Herce, passionate affection felt for my frs
love, she was very dear to me- and I couldn'
bear hurting her But she died, and / started
off, on my wandering again. and spent a 10
more money, till only a few hundreds re
manned, and then I returned and sunk tina
l knew it could only last my life and, if
died, you would be left penniiess; that is VIII,
| am very anxious about you sometimes
| when I: think of the future, and then-lils
| the weak. wicked fool that 1 AMI drink t,
forget it."
Never mind me, father. Don't let th
thought of my future trouble you. I shall b.
all right. I young, and 1 can work. as
have proved to you" answered the younl
girl, cheerily. Mrs. Drake, in the wardrobe
| the thaatar m bar ban
But, all the same, hope you'll live for year
and years more"
$50 do I, for your sake, child. and yet VIII
would believe it? For seem to be doing M
best to shorten my life
ITS the drink, father. that will do it.
only you would give it up!''
Il couldn't Rose. It's no good promising
the habits grown too strong. It's the onl
thing that keeps me up and helps me TO for
get"
What can you have to forget. father? T.
hear you talk, anyone would think you ha'
committed crime, and that I'm sure 70,
haven't"
'Of course net, child What nonsense yor
do make me TALK" r.. piled Iago. sharply
Pay attention 60 your tosst. You're LETTING
it burn"
Rose Iago accepted the wel-merited reproot
! scrared the tosat where it had Caught
huttered it, and commenced another slice
CHARGING fartively at her father from time t
i time t".3 80. - 49, ~ ~ JAG Tani
Breakfast was partaken Of in silence ant
Rose. after clearing away the things, de
parted to ker days work at the theater.
That evening, as she returned home in tn
chill wintry dusk, feeling very tired and dis
pirited, she saw the figure of a tall, we'll
dressed man approaching the door
The color leaped into her white face, an,
her heart gave little throb of delight as sh
recognized in him her acquaintance of tn
previous night.
Before he had time to ring or knock sh
was by his side, GREATNESS and flushed
"Gcod-evening," she said. ''It is kind o
you to come; my father is looking forward t.
| your visit. Don't knock; I have my latch
key I got back from work earlier today"
From work.''
Eyes. Do you suppose do nothing from
morning till night? And my work is woman
work, not at all hard unpleasant"
/ He did not answer, but thought the vorl
could not be very light to bring that tiret
| look to her face, and those dark circles rount
her eyes
And suddenly eager longing sprang III
in his heart to shield this brave, but delicat
girl from all contact with the roughness o
| the world, and to work for her, while sh
sat softly clad and smiling, in a pleasan
sheltered home.
In the meantime she had put her latch-kel
in the door and opened it.
| He followed her into the passage, and III
the narrow stairs, that looked dngier thai
ever in the murky light of the November af
ternGon.
Mat Iago was at home, to his daughter
relief and delight.
Rose remarked, too, that expecting visi
tor, he had put on a collar and had had
shave, so that he looked, as she told him af
forwards quite like his old self
At the first glance, Trevlyn realized thu
fact that, broken down and degraded b,
drink and idleness as was the man who nov
:, held out his hand to him, he had been, and
indeed, could ne yer be anything but gentle
man, and he half pitied. half despised him
and for his daughters sake resolved to do hi
best to rescue him from the fate he deserved