The Laurens advertiser. (Laurens, S.C.) 1885-1973, 1900-12-12


| She crossed to her tUrittna dcsi; and an.
locked q secret drdlcer.
| FAVOR with the court. He was sought
out by the business men also as the
possessor of n large sum of money to
invest. He suffered some disasters.
News from the Confederucy became
more ana more gloomy. But his bust
ness ventures here were fabulously
successful"
There's no royal road to fortune"
breathcd Pere Darville half 70 himself.
ITS the same old dirt rut, impossible
TO travel over with perfectly clean
feet. But go on, If you please"
Marie de Guerin moistened her llps.
together with the news of the fall
or New Orleans came also word of the
ueath or this young Catou He had
Deen taken prisoner in the first engage
ment ana died In prison, asking that
word be sent to my uncle to take care
OF his wife. 1t appears my uncle knew
who his wife was-in fact, in the docu-
ment here he explains how he happen.
ed to know"
She crossed to her writing desk, un-
locked a secret drawer and, having
spent n few seconds In turning over
various packets Of paper, returned to
her chair, handing the priest the docu-
ment In question.
You will see" she continued, chat
this wife was far away, not easily ac.
ceSSiDle. Besides, she was half saw
age, an Indian, Il Mexican or some
thing, and-wcll. my uncle druggcd his
conscience and turned thief and scoun.
drel. Toward the end OF his life, how.
ever, he seems to have been in terror
Of dying without making restitution.
In the document there'-shc pointed to
the priests lap-"he swears that cv-
cry cent OF his money belongs to this
this woman, that it was all made with
her husbands fortune. In order that
things may be righted he gives names,
dates, localities and all facts necessary
for Identification"
Pere Darvlle looked grave.
"The confession bears the date of the
morning my uncle was stricken down.
He had kind OF fit and never fully re.
covered consciousness. They said he
was constantly asking for something,
but that his speech was so incohcrcnt
they could make nothing out OF 1t.
Doubtless had he lived he would have
Induced some one to go on n mission
for nim to Mexico"
Doubtless" echoed the priest sol.
emnly.
'Wcll, the months that have passed
| since | discovered this document have
been months OF torture to me. knew
| of course. there was only one rightful
thing to do-and | was not strong
| enough to do 1t. Now | have decided
| And II you will find place for me
| father, shall enter q convent | could
teach, you know. Besides, 1t was my
first choice.
| 81 shall say mass tomorrow also with
n special intention. ! shall ask the GOOD
God for the peace and happiness oi
Mile. de Guerin." Thus spake the Padre
Antonio rs he sat at solitaire by ole
Jose's table I'm the warmth OF Mexico
That morning the special Intention ha(
been the rcpose of the soul Of IIcnr
Beausolcl. "a, rs he slowly laid on,
card ~ "a another, now here, nov
IT, re, he thought of Inoccncio. What
clear starry soul was his! What an in
strument for good he could be! Wha
stubborn faith he was capable Of! 4
shadow fell upon the table.
Padre" Inocencio said, standn'
there straight and tall and brown, "be
fore decide upon my future | mus
go far away. must see the it'll
Llama. Her last letter does not shov
her to be happy"
The player pushed the cards iron
HIN. pile by pile. leaned back In hi
sen and ran his fingers slowly throug
his Nin, gray hair. Then he looked "
and uiled
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