Tazewell Republican. [volume] (Tazewell, Va.) 1892-1919, 1900-02-01
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II HE JUDGE lell iuuo thC NoJ VI
watching them naturally enough.
After the court adjourned in the early
afternoon, he always took a ride on
his bicycle and never failed to visit
the beautiful stretch of boulevard re-
Gently opened along the string of lakes.
They both came of well-to-do fami-
lies, and their manner led him to think
there was breeding behind them. How
then did he come to know that they
loved each other? you ask. How was
it possible not to know it? He was not
always past so and he had good men,
DRY.
So when the judge noticed the way
she" looked at ''her" and the way "she"
looked at "him" and the tenderness OF
the young mans courtesy, the judge
knew we'll enough how matters were.
She was a beautiful woman, not over
20, and gave one an impression of trig'
ness and neatness.
He was a manly chap of %, athletic,
bronzed and thoroughly "fit," as my
nephew says. My nephew plays on the
varsity football team and is authority
in our family on such matters.
And they noticed the judge. After
while he got into the way of bowling to
them, although they didn't know he
was Judge Storrow, and he didn't know
them.
One dreamy, Indian summer after
noon the judge went up among the
trees on the side of the lake to a shell
tered nook he knew, and lay down Il
rest. There had been a puzzling case
before him that morning, and while
thinking it over he must have fallef
asleep.
He was suddenly aware that just out
side his shelter a man and woman were
talking. He soon discovered that they
were Ibis lovers" as he called them,
and they were discussing some unhaP
by circumstance regard ng their afTec'
ton.
What should he do? There was no
way out except past them. Would it
not be more delicate to remain till
they had gone, not listening, and they
would never know anyone had ever
heard them.
But try as he would, it was impossible
not TO hear their whole conversation.
But what difference does that
make?" asked the young man. you
know perfectly well, Alice, that if it
were a thousand times worse, that ii
it were you yourself, l would marry
YOU"
80, but think of ii, Nedl Think what
your friends would say! Ned Grant
married the daughter of an embezzleI
serving his time in jail!'"
The judge couldn't help wondering
if this were the son of Grant on the
supreme bench, whom he had never
met, although he knew his father in
timately. The girls gentle voice broke
as she said this and Ned cried:
80, Alice, wish you wouldn't think
of that. II just breaks me up to see
you cry, you know"
Then followed silence during which
Alice must have been in some way com
forted. for she said, in steady voice:
mo, my dear boy, l have been very
weak to see yoa so often, and have
these rides. / should have refused and
tried to forget you. But, Ned, !
couldn't. can't think Of anything but
you-and-I do love you sol"
More silence. Then:
And Ned, this really must be the
last. l can't marry you No, dear
please don't go all over it again.
know that II would be a great wrong
to you TO say yes. 1t would always be
a hindrance to you. We would have nc
friends, and a young lawyer must have
friends. Who would come to your
house If they knew your wife was the
daughter of Rand, the embezzler~
That was where the judge almost dis
covered himself. He sentenced Rand tc
20 years hard labor and he had still II
years to serve. 1t was a queer case
and not quite clear. So this was The
motherless girl he had heard so much
about.
snow, see here, Alice" the young
man said, you know it takes two te
make a quarrel, and it takes two te
make separation. So while you may
think it best not TO see me again,
shall not give you up and I shall SCI
you every opportunity ] can, so long al
It doesn't bother you. Dad knows al
about It and he's with me-"
The Judge wanted to shout: Good
for dad" but he didn't.
Then after another longer silence
they left him alone. As he rode slowly
homo he .urned the little tragedy over