The pioneer express. [volume] (Pembina, Dakota [N.D.]) 1883-1928, 1900-01-05

brave enough 10 Gear all LOT LnOSc she
loves. Father, speak to your boy
"My son, let us know the worst. You
have your mothers promise of help. I
will do all she Wishes"
ooh, you may save me from i'm
prisonment, but the terrible shame for
you to bear. Your name borne by a
forger!' gasped forth the guilty youth.
"Old Truman will have no mercy. I
heard him say that when he discovered
the guilty one he would make an ex-
ample Of him." he continued.
Swiftly fled the thoughts of the ia
Their back to the time, long years ago,
when another young man stood before
him, writhing under his relentless
hand. And comes back to him the
long-forgotten words:
"Do you not fear you may need the
mercy you now deny to me?"
At last he hcarsely whispered:
"The amount! tell met!
Give thousand dollars! Father, you
can easily fix that, but the shame!" he
answered, unconsciously probing still
deeper and deeper the wounded man.
"My wife, you will have to suffer
more than this disgrace. For years I
have been living beyond my means. I
cannot meet this but only by withdraw
ing from the firm. This property and
everything else is no longer mine, nor
has it been for three years past. I
have tried to keep this from you, hop
ing 1 could manage those difficulties
until Uncle Jacobs death. l feared
that if the strange old man should
know I was no longer prosperous he
would destroy his will, and cut me en-
tirely off. Now if he hears of this
fear the consequences.
ooh! this is a severe blow"
A loud ring came from the hall door,
and girlish voice softly said:
Papa! there is gentleman in the
next room, who wishes to see you, and
he asked if Dayton was home"
"After me, know! Father, let me
go away. I have money enough to car
ry me out of the country" pleaded the
boy.
Remain with your mother 1 will
see this gentleman, and try to make
terms with him.
God bless you, my husband, do not
think of me, think only of your son
and your name"
"Mr. Marbury, am here on very I'M
pleasant business. l hope, however, to
give you some comfort. Your son is
with you, hear; was fearful he had
fled. He has told you, think, of his
trouble" said the stranger.
''You are right, sir. The amount
can return, that is nothing; but Oh,
God! the disgrace! Can 1 hope for any
mercy? Can anything induce Mr..
Truman to spare us that?'
'fMr. Marbury, am a man of few
words. and wish not to prolong your
sufferings. I have pleaded with Mr..
Truman for your son. He is stern,
rather hard man; but 1 think 1 have
induced him to yield. He is under OBJ
legation to ME, in fact, only my repre-
sentative; the capital is NINE When
he became aware of this unhappy bust
ness he Immediately telegraphed for
me, before he had ascertained the
guilty one. This affair is known only
to Mr.. Truman, the bookkeeper and
myself, and I am here this morning to
pledge to you, sir, that this knowledge
shall go no further. Relieve your
mind, your sons and your wife's. The
name of Marbury shall remain spot
less"
How can I ever thank you. On
what terms is this mercy granted us?
1 will. be ready to meet them imme-
diately."
Il have made all the necessary ar
rangements. l know you are a proud
man, therefore l will not release your
son from the payment of this money.
must insist, however. that he shall
pay it. Here are notes which he must
sign. You will see have made them
in ten payments, yearly. This will be
five hundred each year. 1 have an
object in this, it will arouse him: give
him something to work for, bring forth
his self respect, and, more than all,
will make man of him. am a queer
fellow. you think. but l choose to try
this experiment. For years past 1 have
been making myself happy by doing
little kindnesses for friends-people
who loved me. This time thought I
would try how much happier should
be in doing good to him who hated
and despitefully used me-"
what do you mean? Who are you?
Why have you acted thus?" asked the
astonished man.
81 feel a deep sympathy for your
son, Mr.. Marbury, because in years
gone by was tempted, and yielded. I
plead with one for mercy, and it was
granted me. You know at what cost.
More than all, could not suffer Clara
Dayton's son should wear the brand of
shame! Do you not know me, George
Marbury? Has time and grey hairs
altered me so much?"
Everett Morse! Just heaven. how
mysterious are thy ways! Yes,
shared Won hyt for a droodf,,, .oo,;