The Montgomery tribune. (Montgomery City, Mo.) 1892-1910, 1903-01-23

She used to sit on the porch and
watch the sunlight fade. and always
thought she had some secret trouble.
"Shc told Anicc one afternoon,
while vas picking ladybugs from q
rose bush close by, that she must
promise never, never to believe that
her Uncle Donald was guilty.
"Shc seemed very unhappy. and
was deathly pale. Anice began to
cry, and | thought it silly of her
mother to brighten the child in that
way. Particularly as she did not ex-
plain about Donald, who he was MOI
what he had done. Murder. | suppose,
OF course, he was guilty, although
she said he was not. She died a few
days afterwards.
Il wish the carriage would come.
Anicc said she would stop for her
father at the bank and bring him
back. Gerald's fine looking man. |
heard the butler telling the French
maid that his eldest brother had stol-
en- money from the bank years ago,
and that he was sent TO the peniten-
iiary. Fortunately, he died the next
year.
Pretty rough on Gerald to have
a rascally brother like that.
81 suppose that wa, one reason
they lived away so much. Well, Anicc
is a handsome girl, and an heiress,
and the housekecpcr was saving the
other day that she will make her de-
but as SOC as they take of mourn
ing.
What a silly habit TO veal black
when your relatives die. Men and'
women are queer folks! They don't
feel any more than We do. And I'm
sure We would not change our fcath-
crs il We could.
death. What /, death, anyhow!
Living somewhere else, | guess"
The Chancellor wandered of in
search ofgrccn lizards, and the tramp
sat still IN the bench watching the
fading light in the SKY.
ut vas well done. Well DONE" he
whispered. "lIow peaceful the old
home looks!
at brought happiness and JOY, and
the regret and memory soon faded
from your heart, Anice.
Mother handsome boy. her pride
and joy, within those horrible wallsg
Why, of COURSE not! Never! How
could ! face her accusing look know
ing had not stretched out q hand to
help him in his sorc,t need.
at will be all rightcd some day. II
was an accident and justice is blind.
Blind and dumb, and RELENTLESS rs
fate.
"The impulse to see the old home
was oycrpowering. II was a weary
distance, but the recompcnsc is great.
Happiness and love and JOY dwell
beneath its roof, and the trampis con
tent.
81 give my thanks to-day with
out looking for the morrow"
Leaning back, the tramp settled
himself TO sleep, taking pellet from
his pocket TO ease the cough which
troubled him.
The shafts Of light withdrew slow
~ from the western ky, and the SEN
timels OF night anne out TO resume
their eternal watch.
The tramp's slumber was sound,
for he slept on, nor heard the trot of
horses, rs a carriage drove rapidly
through the gate and up to the pill
Jared porch,of the house.
a handsome middlc-aged man got
out and held out his hand to a young
girl of singular beauty,
THAT tramp must have seen Anice
somewhere. He described her ex-
actly,' commented the Chancellor, rs
he strutted by.
Thank God! Oh, thank God! 1t
is cleared up at last! AT last. Anice,
child, We can truly rejoice! There
was no guilt Gerald said, as they
passed into the brilliantly lit hall,
wiping the dew lrom his brow.
The tramp on the bench slept at