New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1900-04-08

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that it a piece of careful editing to begin
with the Public Baptism of Infants, and to
place the service for Burial of the Dead toward
the end He read the latter softly to himself.
and tears came very near to his eyes now and
! again, for the words gave him memories. He
had heard them read several times; 1T seemed
queer that he had never till now thought of the
occasion when they would be read over him
Your bag, SIR said Martha, bringing in the
! portmanieau, and don't think I've forgotten
anything"
Martha, he said.
Yes. sir
The middle aged woman helped him with his
coat.
| tO-going away for the benefit of my health"
| Master Arthur! It's nothing serious, L hope?'
! I'm afraid I've been rather-rather a selfish
master during the last few years. If at any
time l have been harsh in speaking to you, if
have seemed to forget that you were an old
servant of my dear mothers. L want to ask your
pardon"
No, no. Master Arthur" said the woman,
/ fearful not that. You mustn't ask my pardon"
Il should like you to think of me" he said.
! AS l was when 1 was boy. and He
/ Ring for a hansom,' he said.
Il can tell, sir said Martha quantity, that
| you're not 'alf WELL
/ He looked around when the servant had gone
and said farewell 10 the room. Opening his port
manteau, he found room for some letter paper
and envelopes; there would be time he hoped.
out in the South Of France TO take further steps
| to right the wrongs that he had committed. For
| the first time he recognized the amazing change
! that the ttarley-St. man aHnouhceihent had
| made in him; the quiet. thoughtful man, with
| great affection in mis- heart FOR the world,
| seemed to have no relationship with the as
| sertive, bUoyant man who had left for the City
Cabs waiting. sir" said Martha And here's
| I won't trouble to open it," he remarked
IT'S from my partner, l expect. [ can't bother
| about business any more
1T might be private, sir"
| Only the thought that it might be from
Margaret Tearle induced him, as he stood in the
passage waiting for the lift to open the envel-
| ope 1t was not from her.
| Can 1 see you at your rooms now?
| "JEYESON"
He scrubbed hurriedly a reply the back.
mo. Am leaving Charing Cross to-nights
| mail. MAYBURY."
| please send that Martha" he said. Good
| "Goodby Master Arthur" said the woman
| And do 'ope you'll be back soon"
| "CiOodby.'
He repeated these two words many times as
| the cab took him past the Abbey and up Parlia-
ment-st. At Charing Cross there time to
| spare, and feeling hungry he went into the
| hotel. Something to his surprise he found him
self able to eat with admirable Appetite a
small bottle of white wine added his content.
| He felt half inclined to speak to the people who
were eating at the next table. and to tell them
| that he had but six days to live in this world;
to tell them that he was facing the certain thing
| with possession. One of the party COM
menCed to brag soemnly about attack of
toothache, and Maybury smiled at the want OF
! proportion
| He had taken his ticket. and was at the
wooden barriers leading to the Continental plat
| form when he saw clean ShaVen, anxious old
gentleman scanning the faces of the passengers.
| He touched the shoulder of the man who was
going through III front of Maybury.
| Excuse me-" he said, lis your name May
| bury?'
| COMMENT" asked the man. "Vous dites?"
! my name is Maybury."
| Glad to have found you declared the
anxious old man My name is Jeyeson, of
| Harley
II think not" said Maybury Il saw that
gentleman late this afternoon, and you are GER
| tainly not he
| My dear sir" cried the old man sharply.
do you think l don't know who 1 ann"
| apparently you do not
| Il beg your pardon" he said alphabetically
| Il had forgotten Very natural consequence OF
a very annoying circumstance. Tell me! You
called at Harley-st about t o'clock. L found
! your card there. You had interview and you
! paid a fee. How much did you pay?" Maybury
| with some interest gave the information. Hes
| a ScOundreI"' declared the old man
! "WhO?'
| My new man. | was out when you called;
! if you had gone into the waiting room the page
! boy would have told you / hope he did not
give YOU a prescriptions"
| He only told me-" Stammered Maybury per-
! picked that | had but six days to live, and
/ that | had better get away from London at
| once
Upon my word declared DR. Jeyeson. that
! was clever
| "Rut-was he wrong then?"
! Wrong" cried the concerned old "Of
course he wrong-all wrong. 1t has takey
me ever since > o'clock to try To remedy the
mischief that ne in ten minutes managed to do
TO my practice. Drive back with me in my
! brOugham."
Later the two sat in the Doctors private room