Hot Springs weekly star. (Hot Springs, S.D.) 1892-1917, 1899-01-27
said: II hate-I hate and despise myself!
hatNoh, how l hate mysclf!"
CHAPTER Nj.

OI1IAI Ell AL
Jasper Babb did not run away, offended
at Barbara's rudeness. He went about his
work us usual. was as little seen Of the
sisters as might be, and silent when in
their company.
One evening he a seated on Raven
Rock, porting over the Bible, when a small
head appeared above the side of the rock
where it jutted out of the bank of UNDER
wood. also II pair of hands that clutched at
the projecting points of stone; and in
another moment n hoy had pulled himself
on to the platform. He was laughing.
what! Absorbed in the Bible, Mas
ter Jasper"
been stung.
What has brought you here, Watt? No
good, I fear"
II see you. of course. 1 know you
think me void of all Christianity, but 1
have that in me vet. l like to know the
whereabouts of my brother, and how he is
getting on. l suppose that, cnthrallcd be-
tween blue eyes and brown, you nave 10
thought left for Martin, none for father
who. by the way, is dying"
"Dying!" exclaimed Jasper, %springing to
his feet.
There. now," said the boy; don't in
your establishment topple over the edge
Of the precipice into Kingdom come"
How do you know this, Waltz? asked
Jasper. in great agitation.
Because l nave been to Buckfastlcigh
and seen the beastly old hole. and the
factory, and the gray rat in his hole. curl
cd up, gIawing his nails md sQuealing
with pain"
"For shame of you Watt! you have no
reverence even for your father"
reverence, Jasper! none in the world
for anybody or anything. Everything like
reverence was killed out of me by my
training"
81 shall go at once" said Jasper earn
estly.
"Of course you will. You are the heir.
Eth! jasper! When you come in for the
house md cloth mill you will extend to
us the helping hand. o, you saint! Why
don't you dance as l do? Am I taken in
Icy your long face? Amt I sure that your
heart is beating because now ut last you
will come in for the daddy's collected
money? Poor Martin! He can't come and
share. You won't be mean, but divide,
Jasper? I'll be the go-setwcen."
BE silent, You wicked boy" said Jas.
per, angrily: II cannot endure your talk.
1t is %repugnant to me-"
Jasper left the rock and strobe hastily
toward Morwcll, troubled at heart at the
news given him. He went Immediately to
Mr.. Jordan.
WELL" said Mr.. Jordan, who was still
in bed, what is it? Do you want me?"
II have come to ask our permission to
/! leave for a few days. l must go to my
father, who is dying. l will return as soon
as 1 can"
What" exclaimed Mr.. Jordan, and his
eyes Frightening, Ezekiel Babb dying!
Is justice overtaking him at last?"
II hear that he is dying" said Jasper;
sit is my duty to so to him."
IF he dies" said Mr.. Jordan, "to whom
will his property go?"
Probably to me; but it is premature to
inquire"
Not at all. My Eve has been robbed
} "Sir" said Jasper gravely, Il undertook
to repay that sum as soon us it should be
in my power to do so, principal and inter-
est. have our permission, sir?" He
bowed and withdrew.
Jasper went to Buckfastleigh, openly to
!! his fathers house, in the belief that his
father was dying. He knocked at the
blotched and sealed door under the d.
! Implicated portico, but received no answer.
, He tried the door. 1t was locked and bar
red. Then he went round to the back and
: found the deaf housekeeper. His first
question. shouted into her ear, naturally
$ was NJ inquiry after his father. He learn
cd to his surprise that the old man was
not i'll. but was then in the factory, and
through the dirty window panes he saw
I the old man leaving the mill on his way
J back to the house.
What, then, had Watt meant by send.
! ing him to the old home on false tidings;
. The boy was indeed mischievous, but this
was more than common mischief. He
. must have sent him on Il FOOLS GRAND for
some purpose of his own.
. You here!' said the old man. "What
! has brought you to Buckfastleigh again;
. Want money, of course" Then. snap
t pishly. You shan't get it,"
II am come" said his son, "because
, Ind received information that you were
p i'll. Have you been unwell, father:'
! "I-no! I'm never i'll. No such lucl
for YOU. If l were i'll and helpless YOU
!. might take the management, you think
$ II were dead that would be nuts to you.'
My father. YOU wrong me. left yor
because l would no longer live this wretch
c! life, and because l hate your unforciy.
ing temper"
"~Unforsivins!w snecred the old manu-
%facturer. Martin was a thief, and he de
served his fate"
r I'VE will not squeeze old crushed apples
t No juice will run from them," replied Jas
! per. II would not have returned nov
e had / not been told that you were dying
. WHO told you that lieY'
t Walter"
= "IIe! He was ever a liar, Il mocker, ,
Masphemer! How was he to know?
1 thank heaven he has not shown his jack
r anapes visage here since he left. l dying
: never was soundcr. 1 am better il
Il health and spirits since l am quit Of m,
sons. Come now!-the old man raised
o his bushy brows and flashed a cunning
t mcnacing glance at his SOMEONE now
G il You had found me dead-in Abraham'
bosom-what would you have done?"
My father, as you desire to know,
g will tell you. l would at once have real
lied what I could. and have cleared of