The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1902-02-12

ham gave him a blow on the head
that laid him out. Old N Eartti;n az tinr, iio;n-
ed him wit i d lantern. go
Turn the fellow over till Ya ~ :,
see his face. AS I live, it is ph;lin
Dailyt The sconndrell What have
| gnn set &c yyoo;siir hhnad f''
George looked.
: Why, it is surely the safe KEY"
Martin was amazed. The penn;na
was! certainly In its accustomed
place IN the house, and yet the safe
had been opened. Comparison Of
the. two at once made the plan Of
the robbery manifest--the kew in
Graham's band had been the means
Of bringing Daily to Justice, and he he
went to Jail with very sore head
Graham renewed his suit, but Mrs
Bentz had evidently resolved that
ne should not marry her daughter.
/ and Mabel had not force of charac.
ter enough to act independently.
So George, bidding them all goodby.
left, and next day they heard that
he had shipped on vessel bound
for India.
Mabel mourned his absence and.
as is often the case, found that she
loved him more than she had i,nag-
ined. But three years passed away,
and no word came from her old
lover.
Martin Bentz's health began to
fail, aud his wife thought that it
was time for hsr daughter to marry.
MIR. Grayley had a nephew named
Sands, who worked around the place,
and he had been paying Mabel much
attention, and finally spoke to her
mother, and after much persuasion
and some secret tears the girl ac-
cepted him, and they were married.
Sands was not bad fellow, but he
vas utterly feeble in character, and
after four years of dull and spirit
less married life Mabel found her
self a childless widow. Her father
was dead, and when her mother
spoke OF her marrying again Mabel
said, with unusual firmness: sMoth-
er, your interference broke up nv
life, and / will not allow it to inf1u-
ence me again. Don't speak to mo
about these matters, as you only
give me pain"
George Graham had prospered as
a sailor, and one day he came to
Philadelphia captain of a magnif-
cent clipper ship. He had cargo
consigned to a firm on Delaware
avenue and went to its counting
house and was very politely receiv-
ed. Captains were bigger people
then than now. CHANGING around,
he saw hanging on the wall large
key. Memory at once recalled the
house in the boatyard and his lost
sweetheart. tsYou are looking at
that key,''' said one Of the partners.
swell, that belonged to an uncle of
mine named Grayley. 1t has his
tory, and when the old house was
torn down / kept this as me-
mento.
Graham was silent for a moment
and then asked, sDo you know any
thing Of the family that lived in
your uncle's house?"
s6The Bentzes? Oh, yes. NV un-
Gle left old Martins widow $iOO d
year as long as she lives. We par it
to her. Her widowed daughter,
Mrs. Sands, very pretty and good
woman, comes for it, and, by the
I bye, it's due today, and here she
comes. Do you know her ?"
i Graham was strongly moved. He
met her at the door and said, <eMa-
bel, do you remember me ?"
Poor girl! She stared at him for
a moment and then burst into tears.
"Oh, yes, George, I remember you
well.n
The sequel needs no telling. Csp-
tain Graham made but one more
voyage and then married his early
love. Old Mrs. Bentz fortunately
died soon afterward.
The old key had been a talisman,
and it hung in the dingy Office with
q tag on telling from whence it came
until a new generation came. in, and
then it was thrown in the rubbish
and now hangs battered, rusty and
forlorn on the wall Of rag shop.
The First Submarine Boat.