The San Juan islander. [volume] (Friday Harbor, Wash.) 1898-1914, 1904-05-07

that's what she wants-what she expects,
p'raps-cant you see it alp
The hands that were mufaed in the
counterpane were brought down with
their covering from the face, which seem
ed harder and sterner now, and looked so
like her brother Simon's that any one
acquainted with the late owner might
have thought that he had come back in
the flesh.
"Ah, yes: I'm beginning to find out
what a wicked and ungrateful world 1t
| Is. Tom," she said
That's right. Cheer up, and look
about you"
''She and that Resben planned this,
then? They have gone away together,
amt they-gone without word y
Thomas Eastbefl hesitated In his reply.
He would have been extremely glad to
offer that as a solution to the mystery,
and turn the tables against Reuben Gull
wick and his sister, but Reuben might
come back at any moment and defeat his
Vaccinations.
mo, they amt gone" he replied; its
Sally and the Captain"
WHAT and Mrs. Eastbell's high note
rang out again with startling shrillness,
and vibrated through the room.
"They planned to 20 away. Sally was
to get you to make a will in her favor,
but to pretend TO be fond of Reuben Gull
wick all the while, and then she was to
steal off, and the Captain was to get
| away in the morning, as he did. leaving
| line or two to me. which / found on the
| table in my ROOM
at matters a great deal to me aud my
prOspects-thats ALL"
"Yes--yes; but l shan't forget YOU
Why. | can make another will at once,
| if you will help me-"
I'm not good hand at writing. but /
don't mind trying" said her willing
| grandson.
"Yes-yes: but there's Reuben, too He
| has been served terrible bad. Where is
| hep
He's looking for her. He don't know
| yet of the Captains letter to me. He
| hasn't been home all day. He thinks
| something's happened to Sally"
"I'll wait till he comes back, Tom. He
writes will like any lawyer"
HE said--he left word that he wasn't
sure of coming back at all. If you could
let me write out few lines. have got
form here-handy, too. and that's sim
gular, isn't itT
Very"
Very singler. as say. too---a merciful
| dispensation like; why not a few lines
now, If you've left everything 70 Sally?'
"Very we'll Write me out a line or
| two, and then call in witnesses as Reu-
hen did. Half to Reuben Culwick--uoth-
ing to that ungrateful girl. TO begin with
and half to yourself: you mustn't forget
yourself, Tom"
"Thankee. | won't" said Tom. ap-
| preaching the table.
| He took a printed form from his pock
ct. and began writing in great haste, blot
! ting and smearing as he went, being
| clumsy with his pen, and unsteady of
hand that day. He and the Captain, pre-
pared for business, had brought down Il
form of will praying for chance like
this. and, 10! it had come in an hour Of
depression and incerttude. 1t didn't look
a nice will: but it would stand its ground,
he hoped. being u natural sort of tesla
ment in its way, aud leaving all things
fair and square.
| The old woman was standing by bis
side, with two cold hands pressing aenv-
| lily upon his shoulder, and-great heav-
| en!-the gray eyes were unsealed and
| staring at him.
"Don't--go on--with it," she whisper
ed. sally Notwithstanding away
| for good"
II tell you---"
II tell you that-yOu---lier'
She turned. as If to totter feebly to her
chair again. and he sprang up with a
shout of horror as she fell back heavily.
| "Grandmother!' he cried.
Tell my---dear Sally-that l.
1t was all over, and tragedy took n
| deeper shade unto itself from that hour.
| GRANDMOTHER Eastbell was dead
(rO be continued,