The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1901-08-20

eyes. do look ike the prodigal sup
plicant? Do l look like one whom the
world has cast off? No, my father;
am an honest woman and good wOm-
an, and there Is naught in my past OF
which l should be ashamed. 1t is not
the story of a prodigal that am about
to tell you 1t is the story Of woman
who went out into the world and fought
her way upward and kept herself I'M
smirched through the struggle. Your
dream was all untrue, my father"
She paused and leaned her hand upon
the table. "When l went from you,
she resumed, 81 was determined that
would not return until had shown my
independence. You called 1t a wicked
pride, but 1t was that that kept me up
and spurred me on. The great city
seemed cold and forbidding, but did
not despair. l found a place where
honest work was honestly rewarded. !
was faithful and loyal, and my serv-
ices were appreciated. l made friends
as / rose, one of them q young man In
whose ambitious hopes I became deep
ly interested. Perhaps 1t seemed fool
ish. but we fancied we could be Of
greater help to each other If we were
married. Now we know that we were
right" She paused again. your
dream was all untrue, my father"
The old mans smile had quite faded,
and there was no tenderness In his
voice.
"Your pride is still your MASTER" he
said. "But you are married womanT
eyes, father"
s'You have homer
Eyes; a beautiful home"
"ChildrenT
II had two, but God took one from
me. 1t was that, think. that turned
my thoughts to you. We have boy,
a sturdy fellow of II. Do you care to
know his name? 1t is Gilbert Blair
Hamerton. Some day you shall see
him.
The old man WINGED little.
"Your husbands name is Hamer-
tonY'
eyes, father; Philip Hamerton."
The old man nodded his head.
81 shall not forget the NAME" he
muttered ut is the same as the new
senator's"
Mary smiled.
'The same name and the same man,
father"
The old man started up.
"Your husbandw
"Your son-in-law, father"
lA 0ld
INJURED; ''the idol of the public. the man
who may be president"
Eyes, father" said Mary. "And when
he comes he will tell you that in all he
has accomplished have been his ad-
wiser and his faithful helper"
Coming hereT cried the old man.
eyes. father. left him behind at
Judge Northmore's, with instructions
to follow me in an hour. He will soon
be here"
The old man clutched the arms Of
his chair and stared at his child. The
scales were dropping from his eyes
The blindness of prejudice was gone.
He saw that she was a beautiful WON
an. straight and supple of figure, clear
of eye, with dignity and character ex-
pressed by every movement. A warm
wave surged across his old heart.
And as he caught her glance tender
smile overspread her face.
The old man dropped his gaze. His
hands trembled
MARY" he murmured, sit was a
wicked dream-a wicked dream'
She was on her knees by his side in
flash, with a loving hand caresslng
his gray locks.
Eyes. my father" she softly said. sit
was a wicked dream, and, like all |
wicked dreams. the sooner we can for
get 1t the better. But, father dear, let
me have the prodigal's kiss of forgive
ness"
"Maryp' the old man brokenly muir
INJURED.
"Therer' she cried as she arose. sand |
now for the supper-the supper that is
to show you that l haven't forgotten |
the lessons ! learned in those early |
years Harkl There is Philip hear
his footstep on the graveled walk"
The old man arose as she turned and |
hurried to the door. There were tears |
in his eyes.
MARY has come back" be murmured |
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