Iron County record. [volume] (Cedar City, Utah) 1893-1982, 1903-07-24
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81 am ruined, mother rufaedr' He
stof gazing wildly in front Of him,
while the sheet of paper fiuttered down
to the carpet. Then he dropped back
into the chair, and sank his face into his
hands. His mother had her arms round
him in an instant, while the admiral,
with shaking fingers, picked up the let
ter from the floor and adjusted his
glasses to read IT,
my Dear Denver It ran. by the
time that this reaches you shall be out
of the reach of yourself or Of any one
else who may desire an interview. You
need not search for me, for l assure
you that this letter Is posted by a
friend, and that you will have your
trouble In vain II you try to find me.
am sorry to leave you In such a tight
place, but one or other of us must be
squeezed, and on the whole / prefer
that 1t should be you. You'll find moth
ing in the bank, and about $4,000 un-
accounted for. I'm not sure that the
best thing you can do is not to realize
what you can and initiate your SEN
ior's example II you act at once you
may get clean away. If not, it's only
that you must put up your shutters,
but / am afraid that this missing money
could hardly be included as an ordinary
debt, and OF course you are legally re-
sponsible for II just az much as / am.
Take a friends advice and get to
America A young man with brains can
always do something out there, and you
can live down this little mischance 1t
will he a cheap lesson IL 1t teaches you
r-+o take nothing upon trust In business,
and to Insist upon knowing exactly
what your partner is doing, however
senior he may be to you. Yours faith
fully. JEREMIAH PEARSON"
Great heavensl" groaned the admir-
al, ''he has absconded"
And left me both a bankrupt and a
thief"
mo. no. Harold" sobbed his mother.
"All will be right What matter about
money"
money, motherl 1t is my honor
THE boy is right. II is his honor.
and my honor, for his is mine. This Is
sore trouble, mother, when we thought
our life's troubles were all behind us,
but we Will bear It as we have borne
others" He held out his stringy hand,
and the two old folk sat with bowed
grey heads, their fingers INTERVIEWED,
strong in each others love and sym
pathy
1--WE were too happy" she sighed.
But 1t is Gods will. mother
Eyes, John. It is Gods will"
And yet 1t is bitter to bear. / could
-have lost all, the house, money, rank
could have borne 1t. But at my age
my honor-the honor of an admiral Of
the fleet"
mo honor can be lost, John, where
no dishonor has been done. What have
you done? What has Harold done?
There is no question of honor"
The old man shook his head. but Har-
old had already called together his clear
practical sense, which for an instant in
the presence OF this frightful blow had
deserted him.
THE mater is right, dad said he.
TT is bad enough. heaven knows, but
we must not take too dark a view of
q. After all, this insolent letter Is In
Itself evidence that had nothing to do
with the schemes of the base villain
who wrote It,"
They may think II prearranged."
-. 'They could not. My whole life cries
er,t against the thought. They could
DJ<ro0K me in the face and entertain
m"
mo, boy. not IL they have eyes In
their heads" cried the admiral, pluck
ing up courage at the sight of the fash
ing eyes and brave, defiant face 1--WE
have the letter and we have your char
aeter. Well weather It yet between
them. It's my fault from the begin
ming for choosing such a landshark for
your consort. God help me. | thought
l was finding such an opening for you"
Dear dad How could you possibly
know? AS he says in his letter. It has
gwen me a lesson. But he was so much
older and so much more experienced,
that It was hard for me to ask to ex-
anime his books But we must waste
no time. / must go to the city"
What will you dor"