The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1901-11-28

the pos master, who was friend and
sort of dependent of the squire, saw
to it that none of them ever reached
her. Finally one OF the letters re-
ceived after Randell had Lett the
place, was returned to him, so I've
heard, with the notation across the
face of it that the person to whom
it was addressed, was dead.
at was a cruel and wicked thing
to do, but such things will happen
when a penniless student falls in love
with a nabob's daughter.
Years passed squire Peek finally
died, and then it was discovered that
the most of his fortune had been
wasted in unwise spe eu!ationS. The
big house on the hill was sold, and
mother and daughter moved into a
small cottage at the other end of the
village. \ year later Mrs. Peek dled
(of IA broken heart, It was Said). and
Lucinda was left alone III the worI@.
She was now 30 years OF age, and
though there was a look OF settled
sadness on her counteIaEcc, she was
SUN tut lldHuSbAlltSN NoA-l'i'- AZ NhiN
place, and it was rumored thLt she
had refused many ilatterinG offers OF
marriage.
well, ten years rolled around, and
those Of US who had been young once
were growing old. Lucinda among the
rest. The savings bank had failed
hat Sprirr, buaiG s. was almost at
stanGs I'LL, ard EG n CeT-lr Has in
bad way geIoraly, r. hit III the
midso of he stagnation a stranger
suddenly appeared in town He was
middle-aged gentleman, with iron
gray hair and beard, and had the air
Of a prosperous business man. He
engaged board at the hotel, saying
he was from California, and was look
ing around for some quiet eastern
village in which to spend the summer
| told him | thought he would find
Eden Center quiet enough, just then,
and he said, ina sort of absentmind-
ed way:
"'Yes, it does seem quieter than it
used TO-.
"'Why, when were you here be-
fore?' | asked, giving him a quick
look, and vainly trying to place him.
He colored up and said he had
been thinking of something else
when he spoke, and the matter was
dropped.
"Well. the first night he was there
ne sat around, listening to every
word that was said by the villagers
who dropped in, but taking no part
in the conversation. After awhile the
crowd began to discuss the bank
trouble, and one of the party said:
Too bad about Lucinda Peek,
isn't it? They say She lost every
cent she had by the savings bank
failure, and it is only a question of
time when she will have to give up
her cottage and go out to work for
a living
Before the sentence was fairly
ended, the stranger was standing at
the desl, before me. with face white
is sheet.
For Gods sake, tell me quick!'
he gasped--'is Lucinda Peek alive?'
why, of course she's alive said |.
".And her father and mother?' he
asked next.
THEY'RE both dead repIied.
".And She no LONGER lives in the bio
house on The bfII-fn her old boma9'
Il questioned eagerly.
No SAID /: he is now Iivino in
/ small cottaoe ont near tna-,
".Excuse me for interruptino.' he
| broke in imnatiep+Iv Nv. ,o,,o l.
| Gandel. | used TO know Miss Peek,
( must see her at once. Have Won
some one YOU can send with me 10
show me the way to her housp?'
~ called in Joe. my man of all
work: and, by the way, Joe is stiu in
my employ. and I think I'd better
| let him tell the ra.t Of the story
Stepping to the door openinr into
the hotel storeroom, the landlord
sung out:
Here. Joe. come in and teIl tba
| ladies' and gentlemen what bonnared
the NIGHT Won showed the .troroer
from California the way IN NJi.s
peell's co++aren
well" BEGAN Toe. onoIomatfcoIIv
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