El Paso daily herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1881-1901, 1899-10-31
I had to be dragged at it's heels. Yet

don't accuse me of any responsibility
for your father taking off He was the
author of my existence. Like Franken'
stein, he built me up, bone by bone,
and was not content until he had made
q gigantic monster and had breathed
into my bony breast the breath of life.
Then, in order that 1 might not aff1ict
his sight, he slowed me away in that
closet. Suppose I became the instru-
ment Of his own undoing. Is it not true
that he was nevertheless the author OF
his own downfall2"
"Your logic seems to be as merciless
as it is correct" answered Gordon,
with knitted brows. ''Sti1, there are
some points relating to your history on
which my mind is trifle obscure.
What possessed my father to call into
being a creature of your disagreeable
character 2?
"The almighty dollar, young man
He created me in order that you might
inherit little more wealth He did
not think. then, how I should one day
sit astride his shoulders like an Old Man
of the Sea, nor did he think that it was
possible for me to aff1ict his SON. For
obvious reasons, my relations with you
are not so intimate as they were with
your worthy father. I was evolved out
of the wheat pit of the board of trade.
Your father was a bull, and he merci
lessly gored both life and fortune out of
q certain bear who was not nimble
enough to get out of his way
"And who was this bear2'' asked
Gordon
"a man named Hepburn.
"Amy Hepburn 8 father ?" murmured
the young man. rubbing his hand across
his brow in an effort to remember.
Eyes Hepburn lost every penny he
had in the world through that disas-
trous wheat deal He was forced into
bankruptcy and, unable to bear the dis
grace. took his own life. His money
went to increase the store your father
left you. my boy, and it is now possible
for you to live in luxury while Hep
burn wife and children must struggle
on as best they can However, an0
the skeleton got up and started back to
its closet. sit is not for me to moraliZe
Now that I've caught myself deliver
ing homily. I'll just take my depart
ure. Au revoir. my dear fellowi'
Hating at the closet door, the skele
ton waved its adieu and disappeared
within. Gordon sat in his chair, deep
in thought, while his cigar burned it
self out between his fingers
At last he got up and shook his broad
shoulders as though freeing himself of
q disagreeable burden.
t'Society has dared me" he mutter-
ed, ''but 1 know my heart, now. and
I'll do as pleased"
burn had been married and had re-
turned from their honeymoon Harry
brought his bride up stairs to his old
den and seated her in a chair |
''My dear" he said. 81 have a con- |
fession to make to you. My father once
did your father grievous Wrong, and I |
have made myself the happiest fellow
in the world by undoing it. However.
as we are not to have any secrets from |
each other, you must know about this. "
A look of establishment came into |
Amy's blue eyes as she watched her |
husband proceed to the closet, throw |
open the door and go rummaging about |
inside.
"What in the world are you looking
for, Harryf'' she asked as he returned |
to her side.
"I'm looking for something that does
not seem to be there-the Gordon fam
lily skeleton, Amy. For the first time in
Is years it is not to be found in that
closet.
Just then a clanking tread was heard
in the hallway without, the door was
pushed slowly ajar and the skeleton
limped in, supporting itself on crutch
and looking very much the worse for
wear
'There it isl'' cried Gordon. whats
the matter with you, old chap2 Here
nit down. 1 want to make you acquaint-
I'd with my wife. 3"
The family skeleton dropped into
chair and shook until it ratified like
'core of castanets.
'I'm done for, !" it groaned. you've
liked me, young man. 1 just dropped in
10 say goodby forever. But don't intro
luce me to your wife We've met be-
ore -
''That's so, Harry said Amy. 81
NOW all about this family skeleton Of
ours. Don't let it worry you, my
Lear and she threw her soft arms
bout his neck "Let the dead past bury
is dead If we are happy. isn't that
Enough, yesl'' And he pressed
apturous kiss upon her fair cheek
That kiss pronounced the doom of the
GORDON family skeleton. Forthwith it
,egan to fade into thin air, finally van
shing and leaving not wrack behind.
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