The Yale expositor., 1900-10-26
CHAPTER vr1I.-(continuea.)


and failures! but It was done at last.
Jasmine, still supporting him in her
ar1ls, looked CHASTITY pale, and her
dark eyes we're heavy with unshed
tears. Oh, the pitifulness OF it, that
abe had never known this 9errible So
'cret burden her father had borne until
NOW, wheH he was going away beyond
her reach OF help, of sympathy!
Enderty had written every word
rapidly, though his face, too, had
grown Naler Is he went on. and his
lips became stern and set. How little
he haf understood the mystery of this
mans life, the man who had literally
givepi his Life for his friends-and such
frient 5!
Sir Henry Lennox, the un5Tnpsg eh
able, the revered, whom he hizaself,iiad
looi ed upon as the embodiment n5f all
that was highest and nobles& in Enan,
hat permitted so cmIel lie to lso per-
petuated, so frightEul an injustice to
continue, in order that he might save
himself from disgrace and loss. at was
appalling! Paul Enderby, lettIng his
face droop for one moment on his
hands, asked himself if there could be
-sny honor OF righteousness among
cmen when this nan had been guilty of
SO great a crime.
But no time Was TO be host: already
the light in David Gerard's eyes was
waxing dim. Enderby reused himself
with an effort and put the pen into
the weak, dying fingers.
You must sign your NAME It IS the
only thing yoH have to do now, Mr..
Gerard he said, in voice which was
full of an agitation he eouE not con-
troll.
Guiding the weak fingers 10 the spot,
he watched them as they feebly
scrawled David Gerard" in weak,
trembling characters across the page.
Then he signed to Jasmine to lay
down her father on the pillow, and
write her own name below her IA
theirs; and he added his own--the only
steady and firm one-at the foot:
Paul Enderby; barrlsteT-at-law."
When he raised his head he saw that
great change had come ever, the dy-
Ing mans face.
II am going,'' he whispered feebly.
"Mr. Enderby, 1 shall die in peace
If you tell me-all will he made right
for my little Jasmine EuH--you will
not forsake her?"
Il will not, as God is my wit1ess!"
said Enderby, and there was strange
solei> nifty in his voice. Mr.. Gerard,
Will you trust her to me2 Il. shall see
that your name Is cleared; and your
daughter will be cared for If you
wish me to take upon myself the name
OF her guardian, 1 shall 10 so.'
May God Almighty bless youl Now,
indeed, l can die in peao6.' said the
sick man, with sudden energy. Jas
mine, my dear little one. where are
you? Give me your hantl. All, that
is right. I feel it in my own. / am
not afraid to die. l trust nlyselfiin the
hands of the All-Merciful, who is the
Father of all men, and loves His child
rem as l do mine. tets dark-~very
dark! / cannot see your face, Jas
mine, but ! can still feel your hand
1t is the Dark Valley; hat there is
light beyond-there is light"
The feeble voice trembled away into
silence. there was moments agouiz-
ing struggle for breath, then AZ long,
long, sigh, and Observation-Disclosures
Enderby bent down and touched
Jasmine on the shoulder.
God has sent him peaceful end
he said, in low voice ".Itas all over,
my child. AT evening time there shall
be light"
And at that moment the rsd rays of
the setting sun fell athwart the shabby
little room, and touched the dead
mans face with a glow of golden light
1t was about ten minutes efter that
Doctor Bunthorne arrived Enderby
drew him into the empty little sitting
room.
1T is all over" he said. "The pa
tient is gone"
Doctor Bunthorne for once showed
break in his imperturable calm.
at is bad business. I'm afraid, En-
derby" he said hurriedly. THAT bot
tile of hypophosphates which you gave
me has been in my analysts hands,
"Yes?r said Enderby, as the other
paused.
~And besides the small quantity of
hypophosphates at the bottom, he de-
tected an almost invisible sediment,
the dregs of an India distillation little
known in this country, but whose
properties are recognized by eminent
scientists as sure and deadly"
Good graciousl Not poison?" En-
Aerby whispered. in shaken tones.
Eyes. poison. Not a psison which
destroys physical life, but far more
subtle one. which acts upon the brain,
and through slow, but certain process
es destroys certain part of the It's
sue OF Il, and leaves the victim a hope
less lunatic, Enderby."
CHAPTER TX.
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Lyndon ?"