The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1900-04-29

he had acted unfairly but there were
some who, by reason of their association
with him. were now in distressed cirtum-
stances. To these he wrote letters which
had for company q check.
There seems" he said thoughtfully,
after the half hours work. "a good deal
to clear up"
To Margaret Tearle he wrote long. az
fectionate letter, the composition OF which
cost him some trouble; when he had fin
ished IL he thought for a moment and
then tore It into many pieces BECAUSE he
felt It would give pain. He substituted
friendly little note simply announcing his
departure Maybury had never made his
will because 1t had always seemed an abb
surdly premature thing TO do. Now he
took sheet of paper and thought.
Tho elder servant answering the ring,
appeared in the dining room. Her master
was reading over the sheet of paper
which he had written out, and he did not
speak to her at once
Didn't know you were In, sir. Letters
to post. sir? I'll send them down by the
l.ft boy at once. Would you like dinner
little earlier?'
Pack my bag. Martha, please. I'm go
ing away to the south OF France"
BE away long sir?" inquired the mid
dIe-ased servant. "'Scuse my asking"
II don't know when I shall be back"
he said. YEARLY. And Martha!'
"Sir"
''oblire me by witnessing my signature
here. and call the other maid in to do the
same. have just been making my will"
He indorsed the document ''will and,
Testament of Arthur Maybury." and
plat ed II in a corner of the desk. He went
again to look at himself in the mirror.
and felt gratiied to find himself looking
sane and normal; a tinge of color had re-
turned to his face. He took the photo
graph Of Margaret Tearle from an ex-
pensve frame and placed 1t carefully in
his pocket. Then he looked through the
square revolving bookcase for a volume
which 1t seemed was not there. for he had
to ring and thus disturb Margaret in her
work of packing his portmanteau.
"A Common Prayer Bookr' echoed that
astonished woman. Certainly. sir. can
lend you one
He found the service that he desired TO
read at the end of the collection 1t oc-
CURED to him that X was piece OF care
full editing to begin with the Public Bap-
tism 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 tines
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 portmanteau, and don't think
I've forgotten anything
Martha" he said.
YES SIR"
The middle-aged woman helped him with
his coat
"I am not very well. and I'm going
away to-going away for the benefit Of
my health
Master Arthur! It's nothing serious. 1
hopper"
I'm afraid I've been rather-rather a
selfish master during tho last few years.
II at any time l have been harsh in
speaking to you. II have seemed to for
get that you were an old servant of my
dear mothers, l want to ask your par
DON"
mo, no. Master Arthur" said the
woman. fearful. mot that. You mustn't
ask my pardon"
II should like you to think of me-" he
said, "as I was when I was q bow.
and He stopped. for there was chok-
ing In his throat. Ring for hanson"
he said.
Il can tell you, SIR" said Martha quaint
| ly. that you're not ALI we'll"
He looked around when the servant had
gone and said farewell to the room. Open
/ ing his portmanteau, he found room for
some letter paper and envelopes: there
would be time. he hoped. out In the south
of Frame to take further steps to right
the wrongs that he had committed. For
the first time he recognized the amazing
change that the Harley street mans an
nouncement had made in him: the quiet.
thoughtful man, with great affection in