The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1899-09-10

arUoDe8 thar was Rack n EuDinu1 lS<af
Cd Eos1nn6. oucs murs- e No. vuuuer rf=us
on Sunday s<fernnun. srf aNueL - q
cid. the hymn tazc Ne isves - veil - ard
r. "ADede VITA Ne.~ and - vns - ~
49, - msis Cyrss~ hgssAr and 5~ss<1fszk
vsrR. snd then swxsen~d Bat l2nss-
listen Wi 70 what I sny. Ssrn-<nfnx els
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$780, sSDs pas& and now FEED sure q -
Tcuu know HIN. Janes-- s~rs n>r v-sre
roos fzi5 and eiear ny - sssspr g. -
Osd Unu1isb - a1o Jeff ssmA Here 80
paused. hcs waiter Kefta cave . 1e~p cry.
sS3 0nG IN ats nnees ~ 10 zesnAze.
white Carlo. with wcn1er1nx eye~ rect
softly I'D ard xneit b-sks~ 1fzn4
sing. M boy. znx ma - ~~r>s -
that hymn os which s5> sss use zpoxsr.
said the squire in en- sxisaT@d ron~s All
thea rose TIE voice Of me Ia<i n - cse2r
treble.
" Hold Thou Thy eru~s before ny aIas-
SHINE throusn tss slssn. snd sssns s~
70 the Sales.
Heavens morning breaks zn1 s&rrhrs
vsiu shadows Zee.
IN ne. IN death. o Lord. anss8s vim me-
Then me voice ceased and
cyril ntsls Cyril ne 1ysax xonza
snurmused in . tone q such content. ost
90 very faint. and tne ssampnezs was .xss
coming DER aer bro~. - the squire
quickly began ne romruenssazcry
Prayer oar scarcely bad n essn~ ~ sn-n
for tbs arss time since they snsar-z 20
room sBe spsned her eyea and s<ssn sst-r
with . smile OF inesFzoss love. @xe4ssnesis
Waiter. o my beloved IN . voice hat
rang css~r and strens- and then lied zw.s
in the deep deep silence q .s~ssa. For
Ns.<<z
Of tas only WOMAN - ssd ever owed. ~s<n
the small brown hanf az aer scr aegd
lightly IN his Toa have neAxg ths r-ss.
nay ls3y. how 10 causAt he fever. snd
how ON one lovely auturnn say ne sezy
OF the good squire wxs orouxnt bs1x %
Keithleish. accompanied by ne 1east-
broken little SIR Cyril Leonard They
buried him In me Old ehsrchyara q y.
Anse.ms and raised above has crave p
carved on 10 save. Waiter keith. Priest
Big1seen hundred and snirry-s~wen4 Re-
q1iesas Ia Pace Nothing more. but HA
who had taken The tired D1l 20 80 rest
knew inst how weii the burden an.s hess
OF the day had been borne.
Here Mrs. wynford anisnssi aer story
but Mur.eI, VINO had be@u lnfensly IlStsn-
ing. ASKED quickly: And what became %
the boy-
lie grew sp. my lady. and became a
brave. gallant sosdier-but. 1srkf there
the bel1r' and with an oIa-fnsnionesx court
esq the hogsekeeper Iest me room.
a moment more. and a tail. lark. ma
jessic man entered, Murses turned. anf.
nesting her fair head On his shoulder.
said softly
%, Leonard. dear. MrS. Wynford has
been telling me such a story 81 here she
pointed 10 the portrait. s'and Row Kind he
was to q poor little waif. VINO sfseruard
turned OUT 20 be the ser % he woman
whom he had wished to marry: you Rave
heard the tale before nav. Leonard. 6uf
can you tell me- aught of the boy. SIR
Cyril
why yes. MsxrfeI. my darling. the lat
became a man. and one Of ire first shfuxs
that he did was 20 buy Ire old abbey snd
to add ne name " keith 20 BIS own fam-
fly name. But IL you WISH FOR proof ~
the truth 81 her story. ruirs cvn sweet
wife, look here" With these worss ae
drew I'd hts left sleeve snd showed 1~r
the letter CO. IN ancient English script
plainly visible on the ssaiwsIt srm-Sew
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