The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1904-02-10


hearing his own story recited, it made
him feel kind of hero, but there was al
ways the ever-present ache at his heart
that he bought his proud position at the
cost of love and fear He was never
quite one of them, but thing apart as a
man who does not know his own sur
name must ever be.
Mrs. Trapaud was habitually careful
about money, never leaving carelessly
about any sums however small. She
never distrusted any of her people, but
she knew the value of the axiom concern
ing the open door. On this particular
morning, however she rang the bell for
breakfast to be cleared while the 100
sovereigns were still lying glistening in
the sun upon the table.
| Daniel answered the summons as usual
and began to clear away. AS he did SO
his eye fell on the money and he gave a
little quick, sharp gasp. Mrs. Trapaud
heard it and turned to look at him.
Yes" she said, cts lot of money,
isn't it, Daniel? One hundred and thirty
| pounds. The bay mare and her foal
fetched it,"
| Daniel murmured some reply, and went
on removing the breakfast things. Mrs.
Trapaud rose, folded her napkin leisure
ly, and gathering up the gold pieces,
crossed to the fireplace and put them in a
tidy little heap on the mantelpiece Then
| she walked into the conservatory that
| opened out of the room to see how her
pointsettia was coming on. Suddenly
her pulses stopped and her heart stood
! still to listen. She heard voice dis
tinctly speaking in weird mad whis-
per from the breakfast room behind.
Make a man rich for life" it said
and repeated the phrase like litany
She turned.
| Daniel was standing near the mantel-
piece, his face white as death, great drops
of sweat standing out upon his brow
His fingers twitched nervously. his eye
balls were painfully distended. Covetous-
ness, aTarice, greed, were writ large
upon his countenance. He looked horri-
BILE Instinctively Mrs. Trapaud shranls
back among the greenery to watch.
Make man rich for life" reiterated
Daniel with curious sibilant sound
Make man rich for life-rich for life!'
With one swift look in the direction oil
the conservatory he put out his hard, and
with stealthy touch noiselessly took the
gold. You could have heard pin drop
Mrs. Trapaud stepped quickly forward
Daniel. what are you doing? Put that
money down"
She spoke sharply-peremptorily
Daniel turned. Az ugly look came oyeI
his face; he was Dangerous
/ Put it down this minute" she said
make a man rich for life" he NUT
tered, backing TO the Goor
Daniel, are you mad? Put it down al
once, ! say"
She had reentered the room now and
her hand was on the bell. With quick
movement Daniel reached out to the
sideboard and seized knife; in his othel
fist he still clutched the gold.
Il see" she said quietly. Then W,
have been housing thief and murder
er for five and 20 years"
The knife dropped from his hand
, violent trembling shook him in ever
limb, the wild, weird look died out c
his eyes, and he stood fora moment gaz
ing dazedly at the money in his clinche
palm.
Daniel, put it down."
He crossed to the mantelpiece q
/, though in dream and put the more
back where he had found it in the spiri
Of a little child Then he stood Their
silent. his head bowed upon his breas
. 1T is the first time have ever know
= you drunk, Daniel" said Mrs. Trapauc
a slowly. DO rot ever let me see yo
drunk again or | shall have to dismis
you. Now YOU may go"
j, He turned and walked slowly to tn
U door. He had his back to her, but sh
q could see his shoulders heave. Present.
n he turned again, his face still bowe
n upon his breast.
+ God bless zee. mistress, /" he said brol
1 emily and went out.-The Tattler.
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