The San Juan islander. [volume] (Friday Harbor, Wash.) 1898-1914, 1904-03-26
CuApTER MI.

did not exercise any restraint upon the
pccuiarities of the young woman WHO
confronted him; who leaned across the Ia
hIe aud unceremonously snatched from
his hands the painting that she had plac-
"a between them. There was no respect
for persons in the mind of Lucy Jennings,
especinlly when her blood was up.
What do you mean by nothing of the
sort p she exclaimed aud at the omin"uS
flashing of her eyes Simon Culwicks low
err jaw dropped; haven't you come in all
humility, and kindness. and Christian
charity to this house,
Certainly not" said Mr. CuiWicK.
making stand for It,
sit down. please. while talk to you,
said Lucy very feyerishiy, and at the
young woman's excitement Mr.. Culwick
giared in mute amazement. Have you
ever thought what is to become of YOU.
old man. when you are closer to the grave
than you are nowi When you are dying.
aud all your pride and wealth are not
worth that" she continued. with quick
snap of her fingers SO close to his face
that he WINGED and drew back his head
with alacrity.
"You-you wretched woman" cried
Mr. Culwick. finding breath to reply. and
cutching the arms of the chair with both
hands, and shaking them in his age.
how dare you speak to me! DO YOU
know that--that have never been talk
I'd to in this way in my lfe-thnt this
IL IN unwarrantable liberty from one in
your positionT'
II don't care for your position" cried
Lucy Jennings: IL wouldn't change my
position for yours for twice your money
for fifty times all that you have hoard
eel together, and hardened your soul with
What are you but selfish old sinner
who broke his wifes heart. and turned
an only son out of doors. and who must
stand before his God aye. sooner than
hc thinks, perhaps" she added, with an
angry bang upon the table that shook
the whole house, and took Mr.. Jennings
downstairs with headlong plunge. ui,-
der the impression that his stock had eX-
Flndcd-"to answer for both crmeSI'
Look here" shouted Simon Culwlck
Il have had enough of this
You will hear me out" said Lucy
backing against the door with her chair
AZ nc rose from his seat you have come
Of your own free will to this house. where
no one is likely to be afraid of you. You
are here Boosting of your want of affc.,-
ton, Dragging of the possibility of wound
ing one afresh whose life you have al
ready darkened, aud will tell You what
is to become of you hereafter"
You gre n fanatic. You're raving
mad" said Simon CuIwick. dropping into
his seat again.
Il have no more to say. she eXclaim-
ed. Now think of it, and do your duty
us have done mine, before it is too late. -"
There was II slamming of the door. and
he opened his eyes to find that his tor
mentor had gone He rose ut once. and
took his hat
What Il horrible creature. he nut
tered; Il will not stop another moment"
He was half way toward the door when
the picture attracted his attention again
and he stopped. IL was his ruling pas
sion; success in business, present power,
future happiness. were not upon his mind
now in any great degree.
He went back to the picture, AMI knit
ted his brows at it. as man might do
intently puzzled with a problem of more
than ordinary dihiculty he took it to the
window; he placed it on the table. and
hid himself in the curtain folds, behind
the light TO gaze ut it: he put his hat en-
the floor. and sat down with the picture
III front of him. and began rubbing it
carefully with the palm of his hand /:
tiually he thrust his hands into his pock-
cts. and stared at il. forgetful of time
and place. and of the main object of his
visit. He was n man possessed of one
idea.
There were feet ascending the stairs
now. lightly and springily. There was
= voice he should have recollected as be-
i0nging to old days. Ii was only when
ihe handle turned sharply, and the door
opened. that he awote to the conscious
ness of where he Was, and what figure
had come into the room from the world
that was so different to his own.
Father" said Reuben Culwick. as he
advanced toward him. You have come
10 see me. aud am glad"
You haven't much to be glad about
at present" replied the father: Il was
In the ncighborhuod and | thought that
| would call and see where YOU were lnds-
Ing. and what you were doing. | haven't
come from Worcester expressly To sec
yen"
1T does not matter; pray don't apollo,
Gize.' said Reuben lightly. as he took
his seat at the desk. opened it. and glanc.
ed carelessly at the letters and papers
which had arrived.
Il have been thinking great dea
about you lately; you have bothered ne =
Indeed"
you came TO Sedge Hill-you wer,
the first to write TO me-the first to mak,
advances. And although calling on n,
only proved that you were as obstinat,
as ever-that We should never get On.
he continued-"still accepted il as an
apology. And 1t struck me that Their,
was some amount of respect for me il
your heart. possibly some regret for al