Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1903-01-03

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YORK WILLIE
lad stnmbled against your friend Mr..
Barton. He gave him shelter and food.
Then hs sent him ont to Colorado b.
fore It was too late Then Gordon
was crying. The old lady had some
thing inSher sharp eyes that giittered
brighter than the -.
.sThen tia lad discovered secret
The Eftnghams always were quick.
he found out that he was not the only
|one. Mr.. Gordon, do you know that
this friend of:yours has during the last
i've years sent "a little colony Of con-
sumptive people to Colorado and paid
ali their expenses there, saving at least
la dozen nyes3 This much my grand
son has discovered. He was the first
one Of them to find out his benefactor's
name and address. 1t first came to
him through an accident. But your
friend Island you did not know It? l
want to thank him. Ewant to tell him
how much my boy owes him. You
said he was ILL trust 1t Is nothing
seriousT
John Gordon let the tears fow down
his face. His friends jealously guard.
ed secret was out at last Now he
knew why he had 80 stnbbornly re
fused to go to Colorado himself. he
knew it was too late. and bad always
been. But, knowing it, he had put bis
OWL, life aside and had thus saved
others. And 1t was too late for him
now. The cynical, careless, great
hearted friend suddenly grew into an
image that would always sit on the
throne of his memory In the high place
Of honor.
aHe is very ill7 Tell me. ls It Pc
rious?" The old lady for the first dme
betrayed uneasiness.
John Gordon answered gently.
"He is very Ill. He has consumption.
He cannot liver
"God bless himr' the old lady ex-
claimed, and her tears fell fast. After
awhile she said gently:
"Do you think might see himf ]
would like to look on bis face"
For answer John Gordon rose. parted
the curtains and beckoned. The old
lady followed and soon stood looking
at the wasted face.
She stood moment silently gazing,
then she put out hand, which Cor
don had noted before as astonishingly
white and beautiful for such an aged
person. and softly touched Barton's
head. As she Strengthened up and
stepped back. Gordon saw that she
was much agitated He offered her
assistance to walk back into the ball
She accepted with an old fashioned
acknowledgment of bis politeness that
touched him deeply.
When they were in the hall she said,
"Will you tell him I came to see
himr'
Gordon was thinking 1t over. Would
Barton care to have his secret known?
"Yes, will tell him"
II think it will be better to let him
know. Yes. it will be better" the old
lady said with approval 'The time
will not be long. VIII you write me
when the end comes for him%
"Yes, madam. I thank you for him
that you came"
1.-THE pilgrimage Is brief at the lon.
gest," she said with strong gravity
that was far from gloom. "But sure
ly your friend has redeemed his time.
I am glad saw his face. Yes. glad"
Gordon offered to see her to the
train, but she firmly refused to be OF
any trouble to any one. II am able
to go alone. A carriage is waiting for
me. Good night, sir. and God be with
you"
"Good night, madam" replied Cor.
don. Williams appeared and opened
the door. Gordon insisted on seeing
her down the steps and into the car.
riage. He had shut the door and the
driver had just started his horse when
the old lady stopped the driver with
word, her fine sharp cut face looking
out Of the window.
"Tell your friend I will write. II
will not be long before we shall meet
The carriage went on. and Gordon
walked up the steps and into the hall
with feeling that he had been dream.
ing. But the perfume of cedar chest
just opened after a long sea voyage
fingered In the hall and followed him
into the rooms as he thoughtfully went
In again and took look at Barton
before resting.
In the morning when Gordon came
out Of his room he found Barton up
and whistling.
he noticed his friends apparently
improved condition.
"You had caller last night after
you fell asleep"
'"That so? Some one from the Of.
fee" Barton asked carelessly.
"An old lady OF an East Indiaman
dated 1885,"
"I'm too tired to guess. Explain"
"Here Ia her card" Gordon handed
It to Barton.
Mrs. Captain George Emngham,
Salem," Barton read. Then his cheeks
showed q color In addition to the un-
natural glow there.
Gordon went up and put hand on
his arm.
David. know now why-why"-
"Say. you aren't going to cry. are
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