The Cook County herald. [volume] (Grand Marais, Minn.) 1893-1909, 1901-03-09

Fannie-see Robert Give, &c he win let
me, = the doctor said, more cheerfully,
as Laurence rose to go, and i I'll give
f you my opinion then about writing To
Herbert. No use alarming the boy nm
necessarily; trouble will come to him
fast enough. : .sf III
Trouble will come to him fast
enough These words, and the doc.
tors solemn Seriptural quotation,
haunted Laurence Grey, as he rode
homeward through the bleak winter
woods, past the white wastes Of mead
.ow land, the shrouded gardens and de
serted lawns Of Give Tow ers-the
Eden Of his boyhood's and manhood S
Dreams. %s
Only a few months ago, and the sun
light shimmered through the rich foil
age of spreading trees upon springins
fopntains and blooming flowers Only
a few months ago birds warbled their
love songs in the fragrant shadows of
the grove, the brooklet laughed in the
sunbeam; a summer sky smiled upon
a summer world. Young hearts bound
ed joyously to the whispers Of love and
hope; young voices blended in gav
song and merry laughter; young lives.
bright with beautiful promise, made
these still and lifeless paths a paradise.
Now, Laurence Grey was not a ro-
mantle dreamer, but the dark, heavy
snow clouds, hanging like a nail
around Give Towers; the dead silence
that reigned over lawn, the garden and
terrace; the shadow that dwelt within
all seemed ominous of coming evil.
He reached home. Miss Marian was
watching for him at the window. He
little knew the secrets of his sisters
senvious heart, or he would never have
confided to her the object Of his mis-
sion. He little guessed the secret ioy
ana triumph that filled her breast at
sight of the gathering clouds that
caused him such generous and heart
felt pain. ~>. 5-'.''..
And so he told her, without reserve.
the substance Of this interview with
DR.. Bond, adding that he feared some
heavy trouble was impending over
Give ToWers-some secret sorrow
crushing it's master to the earth.
Miss Marian listened with the great
est apparent sympathy. 1t was sad
Tor poor Fannie, very; but she had sus-
pected for some time there was a skel-
eton hidden in Give Towers-some
trouble known to none
"E1cWever that may be, sister," in
terrupted Laurence, gravely, 'tit is our
duty to keep all we have heard sacred,
as though entrusted to us under the
seal Of friendship. There is a poisoned
sting on the tongues Of gossips that in
flames every wound"
Dear me, brother!' exclaimed Miss
Marian, Indignantly, chow could YOU
suppose for one moment that I would
gossip about anything which concerns
poor, dear FAM" 49,
Nevertheless, when Miss Felicia
dropped in that evening, after the
storm, the dark allusion of Miss Mari
an to the trouble at Give Towers har-
roWed up her "recollections to such an
extent that she could talk Of nothing
else.
She was compelled to drop in at the
sewing society, on her way home, and
relleVe her mind by a few moments
chat with several of the oldest inhab-
!tants, who shook their heads grayely
and always thought Robert Give was
a-nldlng- something behind that SOL
emn face he WORE" -:E.
SYPHILIS strange coming, and strange
dlsappearance;s @Herbert's sudden de-
parture and prolonged absence-all
were brought forward to swell the tide
OF gossip that, before night, ran high
and dark against The unhappy Gives.
Something was wrong at Give Tow
ers-something that kept it's master a
gloomy misanthrope, in his secluded
study. and made it's heir a homeless
Wanderer in foreign lands. Something
was wrong, rumor whispered, darby
very wrong.