The Guthrie daily leader. [volume] (Guthrie, Okla.) 1893-1996, 1901-11-18
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ANDREW OGlLv.EKO. (
BY MAUD SHIELDS.

offices in Great George strset. \vas.l
minister to his fat in Victoria stre-t;
ms thoughts we're OF his caik day I
work. There had been a g.ss. tria,:
and. thanks to Ogllvie, the prisoner wa
free man tonight. It had been yer
intricate case, and has no place in thll
story but men almost forget the mai.
interest in their admiration of IN
Counsers speech.
For years the spare figure with its
slight stoop. and ITS hard. gray face
had traversed the same path; omnibus
drivers raised their whips, polio IL n
touched their helmets, the maa selling
matches touched his hst and Andrew
Oglyie took II all as his due. lie had
worked to this end; had accomplished
it, alone. lie was a man who had no
friends.
lie let himself in with the key, as-
ccrding to custom. and went into his
study to look at the evening paper. and
SIP MS sherry ana bitters before urass-
ins for dinner, when bis man. a thought
dryer ana grayer than himself brou 1T
him a letter
"It came by hand" he said. as h8
master took H. a young ddy broasat
It an left word she would call tomo--
row about 10, b, fore you left for the
office"
The envelope was directed in fine
sloping hand that had trembl5d es 1t
penned the lines. And the sight OF it
made his pulses leap.
"who brought it?" he asked sharply.
"Just young Teddy, in black" and
withdrew
Andrew ogilvle did not open It at
once, indeed he seemed almost to have
forgotten it, as he leant back, holding II
in one hand. and tapping the other re-
fiectively with it; for his thoughts had
gone back twenty-aye, fve-and twenty
years or more, to tn days when he was
rising man, but only one among
number. He had been on the right side
OF 40 then, and his hair was black The
old days. How far away they seemed;
but woman's hand had brdged ti.-
gulf, and tonight he was back ~ h.s
rooms in Gray's Inn, working for Kate
thinking OF her all day, dreaming of her
all night "a
He shuddered as he recalled the lasts
letter she had written him telling HIN
that she had married his friend Chas,ia
Drummond. and opening the gate 81
he'll for him! OF Katie he had never
heard until now. That brought him
back to the present, and he opened her
letter 1t was to beg his forgiveness,
and implored him to bafriend her only
child. "when you get this Andrew
.he writer said, Il shall be in my grave
ard my Katie will be alone in ths
world"
1t was dusk the clock was striking Z
and Andrew Ogilvie had fought his
fight out. had buried his past, and was
dryer and grayer than ever
AS he ate his breakfast the following
morning. MacEwan reminded him Of
his impeding visitor
"shall | tell the young Teddy you're
In ?" he asked.
"Eh? Oh-yes, the lady who called
last night; you can say am rather
pressed for time, but will give her few
minutes"
Andrew Ogilvie went into his study
somewhat curious to see Katles child;
but his face and heart hardened for
It was Charles Drummond's daughter
who rose at his entrance and addressed
him, in the old. frank way he remem-
bered so well--aye and hated.
There was no trace of Katie.
She spoke without any embarrass-
ment. "It is very good of you to see
me. Mr.. ogilvie."
He made a slight gesture OF dissest |
pray sit down again-have you had
breakfast" ?"
1.-TWO hours ago, thank you"
80 your mother is-dead2 l am
very sorry"
She went white even to the lips. but
made no other sign as he went On in
his precise. carefully thought out tones
I'VE were friends once-many years
ago IL makes us cid folks think bit /
when those We knew in our younger
days die; how long is il slnce-?
About six weeks, very quietly with /
that iron determination not 10 break /
down before this keen-eyed old man (
with the hard face. 81 have been stay
ing witk a little friend Who is employed
by the same firm as myself Poos /
mother was so very anxious should
bring her letter or ! would not have
lionbled you" Charles Drummoud
agan,
HIM so YOU are In business. eh?'