The National tribune., 1901-02-21

/ Dut not 81 luedL. IL Il udu ever uOHt
anything for God l might ask Him to
help me now, but I'd be ashamed to call on
One for help now who l had all my life
| abused" He became silent for few mo-
ments, and the preacher, shocked at the
strange peryerseness of the sinner before
him, could not Immediately frame an an
swer. Suddenly the sick man opened his
eyes and starting up leaned on one elbow,
and gazing into the face of the minister
asked:
Where did you come from, misterW
From New Jersey"
'Jarsey; and your name is!"-
Bradley"
Il know you now. You are he-you are
you love Edith Granger!'
The amazed minister, after moment
of speechlessness, stammered:
| "G-yes-She is to be my wife"
Grasping his hand in his own dry, hot
palm, Jack cried:
God bless youi / kin pray for you il
| can't for myself. Be good to her and
may God bless you both. 1 love you be-
cause you love herr After this strange
speech he sank back upon his poor pillow,
strength was exhausted and he could not
speak for some time. There never was
a more bewildered man than Mr.. Bradley,
| who was wholly unaware that the dying
man was rival. He supposed the strange
remark the result Of some wild delusiOn,
until Harry Granger explained all to him.
| From that moment Jack sank rapidly,
and an hour after midnight passed away.
| There were two sincere mourners at his
| funeral, Harry Granger and the minister,
\ who, despite all the technical points in
theology, declared that God was too good,
wise and just to doom noble, self-sacri-
ficing, fOrgiying being like Jack Moore to
leternal punishment.
| Shortly after the funeral Harry and
Jem BouDder were released and went to
| Ohio. 1t was a long, sad march for the
unfortunate men, whose hopes and ambi-
i tions were crushed. Maude Livingston
WAS remembered now only as brilliant
dream-gone, gone, and never to be a rea-
aliZatiOn. She had given him a little SOU
/ yenir on his last visit to Albany, which
he had worn in his breast. There was no
word of encouragement given with the
! present, and it was only such q gift as
any friend might make to another from
whom she was TO be parted for a long
time perhaps forever.
1t was during the long, tedious journey
home that Mr. Bradley told him of the
downfall Of Mr.. Livingston, by indorsing
for Gross. Harry knew that Gross had
acted as Burr S agent, but after the first
attack at Marietta had disappeared.
The money secured on the indorse-
ment was the funds for the expedition, -
| Harry thought. He had grown to mis-
trust Gross and Datchery as shrewd and
unscrupulous men, and for the first time
began TO think there might be some deep
seated, gillainous scheme in which Mr..
Livingston had been made the victim.
Harry's relatives were delighted to see
him, and out of consideration for his feel
ings as little reference as possible was
made to the fatal expedition. Grandsire
Granger, however, could not repress the
hope that Harry was effectually cured OF
Jacobinism, and would return to the party
of his father, Washington and Hamilton
"They are goin' to try Burr in Rich
mond," the old man concluded, ''and
hope they will hang him."
Harry had been home nearly n week
before any allusion was made to the Liv.
ingstons, for, somehow, Mrs. Granger and
her daughter thought Made the innocent
cause of Harry's trouble. His sisters
when the ice had been broken, told him
that, owing to Datchery suing Mr.. Liy.
ingston on Endorsements for Gross, the
family had been reduced to the most abject
poverty, and that Maude lived with her
mother in a small house in Albany, while
the father, whose mind had been unseat.
ed, was in an asylum for the insane
Shocked and grieyed at the sad story,
Harry thought:
"How different from my dream of
wealth, regal pomp and splendor. Pow.
erty, misery and DEATH" His sister Laura
suddenly interrupted his sad train of
thoughts with:
Brother, do you know you lost fun
ny letter and package when here last
time? 1t seems to be from Mr.. Datchery
| to Col. A, b., but il Is all in cipher, and
can't make it out, though there is q
little book with II that may be key"