The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1904-03-26

er e wei kEown. he Is act gentleman
like the son is-Rot bit of a gentlemal
but proud, hard man, without meE
sci of love for his own boy"
"You must have had all this stuff from
Reuben. He talks against his father al
day here, ! see."
He never mentions his name. Once
when l spoke of his father he was very
angry with me-"
"And who are youY' he rejoined.
| "a poor girl whom he tried to rescue
from the streets--his second-cousin-verS
much below him in the world, who was
| first afraid of him and doubtful of him
but who has learned to love him very
much for all his kindness If I am ever
| saved" she cried Enthusiastically
Lucy thinks | shall bet will be Cous-
! IN Reuben who led me to the light, when
there was nothing but darkness about my
awful life. He want time to turn
round! she cried scornfully, "why, he's
above all help from mortal man, SIR"
He saved you, and you are his second
cousin. whats your nameW he said
sharply.
Sarah Eastbell"
The girl who tried to pass bad money
down in Worcester"
"'Ah-yes! That's true, sir, r1ost Of
it."
But not all of it," said the thin hard
voice of Lucy Jennings, who had come
downstairs noiselessly. There was no
guilty knowledge. The money was given
her to pass by a scoundrel."
ut Is the usual story--eyery one
trumps up that excuse"
Her story will be believed; it has been
already believed" said Lucy.
Il don't care whether it is or not It
is no business of mine," replied Simon
Culwick.
His head began to move again amid the
creases of his thick black stock in its old
mechanical fashion, and the eyes were
upturned to the picture once more.
DO you want to sell that thing?" he
said to Lucy. THAT old painting over
the looking glass"
is. 1t worth anything?" asked Lucy
curiously.
"A couple of pounds, perhaps, if it
were touched up. would not mind Civ
ing couple of pounds for It, as a specu.
lation."
Its worth considering" said Lucy.
The love of the man for pictures SEEM
ed affecting his mind; he woke up to so
much interest and anxiety concerning
John Jennings one specimen. He had |
met with a surprise here, and it had
taken the thoughts of his son out of his
head, till Lucy recalled him to himself,
If you will go upstairs to your sons
room and wait for him, | will bring the
picture to you"
Mr.. CulWick rose at once and toiled
With difficulty up the stairs, like q man
anxious to be rid of Objectionable COM
'any. He went into his sons room.
where the appointments surprised him tv
contrast with the room which he had
luitted; where there was evidence Of
omt0rt, If not Of luxury, and where thcra
we're many shelves of books. He walked
o the table and looked down at the let
ers and papers; he walked to the window
nd looked out into Hope street; he walk
q to the mantelpiece and peered In a
hort-slghted way at a photograph, from
'hlch he suddenly bobbed his head back
s though he had been stung 1t was
he portrait of his wife, reverentlv en-
hrined in a gold frame. There was
uge armchair in the room, into which he
autiousy lowered himself, and set his
at by his side; but he rose with the
lacrity of youth again as Lucy came
with the picture in her hand.
nope 1t Will amuse you till your son
eturns," said Lucy, land l give him the
ood news that you are waiting for him.
VIII be good news, surely, for you have :
)me to this house in con+r;+o c,,iu;4 A. |
'rglVe him. and to ask forgiveness in
turn for your own hardness of heart
forget the past, and be friends" {
Pooh! Nothing of the sort"
CTo be continued.)