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man. lie QdQ DuC TWO CulIuE0u, anu
he loved them with the deepest pos
sibIe love. His son Arthur, a hand
some, spirited boy, eight years older
than his sister, had chosen the army
tor a profession; and quite early IN
MS career he had received an eX
cellent military appointment in India.
where he was rapidly accommodating
fame and fortune. Doris, his fair
daughter, was the very pride of his
heart For her the old lawyer had
worked and toiled, only to see himself
fOTsaken for man whom he hated
and despised. His heart was bitter,
and his wrath was great. He wrote
to his son in India, telling him what
had happend, and bidding him to drive
all memory of his sister from him for
ever. Then Amos Hatton made an
other will in which he left all his
property to his son; and when he
spoke of Doris it was as of one dead.
Everything that had ever belonged to
her-piano, books, pictures, clothes,
ornaments-was sent after her. In
the lawyers pleasant, old-fashioned
house in Harbury not trace was left
Of the daughter once SO beloved. He
faded quickly after that.
The three years that followed his
marriage were perhaps the most bril-
liant of Martin Rays life. The wOr-
ship and alteration Of his young wife
stimulated him He positively began
L ho nin
him to be. He began to think of him
self as a true philanthropist, one
born to help the people-as half
prophet, half martyr-as the man
chosen by all England to represent
the wants, the wrongs, and the wishes
of the working classes. He began to
imagine that the divine mantle of
genius had fallen on him, that he was
chosen by Providence to be leader
among men, and he was stimulated to
greater, grander action His name
became almost power in the land
1t broke the old lawyers heart every
time he opened a newspaper to read
such words as Riot in Liverpool"
"Seditious Movement in Manchester"
O1OWLl VI O4P@Cy RILS cAnOuS luS
Lower classes" "Disaffection at
Hull" then at times he would see a
paragraph calling attention to Martin
Ray-to his fiery eloQuence, to his
wonderful influence over the masses
The cid lawyer would clinch his hands
as he read. This stirrer-up of sedi-
ton, this man who was lilIe fire
brand, who moved as a scorching flame
over the fair, green, loyal land, this
man who openly preached rebellion,
spOIiation, and treason-this man had
taken his bright young daughter from
him, and left him In anguish and
sorrow. He said nothing, but slowly
I'D surely it broke his heart.
One l. orning when he opened his
newspaper he saw long account of a
grand political meeting il London,
and the event of the day was the
speech of Martin Ray. No one had
heard it's equal for burning eloquence,
for UtOpian ideas, for schemes and
plans which were utterly unfeasible.
man long to see the one who gave
utterance to it punished for it. Amos
Hatton read it. Bitterness, anger,
and regret filed his heart; he suffered
terribly. His emotion brought on
fit, and when his clerk went into the
Office he found him with his head on
the table. The doctor who was
hastily summoned said that he had
been dead for an hour.
He was generally regretted and
many people wondered if the hopeless
daughter would attend her fathers
funeral. She did not. Martin Ray
would not allow it.
He discarded you in life he said,
you shall not return to him in
death"
The news of his decease was sent
to India, where his son Arthur grieYed
heartily for him. According to his
will, everything that he possess ed
house, furniture, pictures, plate, bust
ness, raiIway-shares, mining shares
was sold and the money was sent to
his son.
Arthur took it, and doubled it in
few years. He thought of his little
sister Doris with something like re-
morse, but made up his mind that
when he returned to England he
would seek her out, and at least share
the money with her.
So Amos Hatton was buried and in
due time forgotten. Doris mourned
long and deeply for him. The time Of
her disenchantment had not yet ar
rived. She still believed in her hus-
band as great hero and an excellent
man. None of her illusions had been
dispelled, and her happiness had been
crowned by the birth of two little
daughters-beautiful children, the
Oldest of whom she had named Leah,
and the second Hettie. She was
wonderfully happy, this sweet, gentle
Doris, who thought no husband and
no children equal to her own. Cut
off from all her former associations