Barbour County index. [volume] (Medicine Lodge, Kan.) 1880-current, 1903-03-25

| pllce after the fact.
| While 6iriswoId was thus fighting
his way blindly out of the darkness
into the light, the net in which he
had enmeshed himself was cut at
the point where it was the strong
| est. When DIR. Farnham returned
from a visit to the iron works neigh
borhood he found his daughter wait
ing for him at the gate.
please don't get out" she said.
Il want you to take me over to the
hotel on the Point. Will you?"
The father cut the buggy and gave
her hand to climb up beside him.
whats gone wrong, Lottie ?-Any-
thing that l may know about?''
She shook her head. Not now,
poppa. dear; but 1 must co.
She was silent and dry-eyed on the
short drive; and when it was ended,
and the good doctor had waited a
long half-hour for her at the hotel.
he drove her home and was no wiser
than he had been. She had had him
go in with her to send her card to
Mr.. Andrew Galbraith, but beyond the
fact that she had been closeted for
a half-hour with the white-haired
banker, the father knew nothing
nor did he seek to know, having per-
feet confidence in his daughter.
| What took place in Andrew Gal
braith's sitting-room at the summer
hotel was never known to any save
the two who were the actors in the
little drama. But when Charlotte
came out Andrew Galbraith accom-
panied her and put her into the
buggy with her father. And she was
crying little, though not as those
who weep without hope.
The old banker watched the buggy
as it melted into the darkness of the
driveway, and shook his head.
There goes woman that any man
might be proud to give his name till"
he said. Now, if the young deevil
has half her courage"
"a gentleman to see you, Mr.. Gal
braith," said the voice of the night
clerk beside him. II thought you
| there"
Griswold was standing, hat in hand,
in the middle of the comfortable sit
ting room when the banker entered.
II beg your pardon" he began.
''The clerk told me you were here,
and [ found the door open"
'Sit down" said the banker, not in
Hospitality, drawing up his own easy
chair. But Griswold remained stand
ing.
NO." he objected. What 1 have
| fn CO.. ho
Galbraith, did you ever see me be-
fore you came to Wahaska?
The shrewd old face was unreada-
BILE by any, but if there was a certain
CLINT of hardness in the eyes, it was
tempered by the lines about the
mouth.
you wore beard when you were
in New Orleans, Mr.. Griswold," he
said at length.
Then you recognized me?"
Not at first, you may be sure
| Il suppose not; otherwise l should
be awaiting my trial in the parish
prison"
us there any good reason why We
shouldn't be?" demanded the old
man, with rasp in his voice.
None at all, though up to an hour
ago l should not have admitted it,
"And what made We change your
mind, I'd like to ask?'
"a number of things, but chiefly
this: / have come to know now that
what did that morning was wrong"
"Wrong!" shouted the banker.
Are we clean daft, man? Was there
ever any doubt about it's being
wrong?"
Not from your point of view, per-
Aaps; but if it had seemed wrong to
me, l should not have done it,
| You're crazy, man; clean daft.
say"
Put it in the past tense, if you
please, Mr.. Galbraith. I'm in my
right mind now"
And what cured We. I'd like to
know?''
''The fact that found out an hour
ago that 1 had made good woman
my accomplish after the fact. There
can be no question about the sinful
ness of that, so am here to do what
l may in the way of reparatior."
Go on" said Andrew Galbraith.
First about the money"
1t was the canny soul of the old
Scotchman that groaned.
"Ye lost it, We loon; I know all
about that. Go on with your repara-
| tions."
How did you know 1 lost it?"
queried Griswold, no little mystified.