The San Juan islander. [volume] (Friday Harbor, Wash.) 1898-1914, 1904-03-19

"Oh!-they are kind people here.
them" he inquired. still looking at the
picture.
And poor That makes their kindness
and their goodness all the more grateful
to me-" she said thoughtfully. land all
the more precious to God"
"Eh-what?'' said the big man. taken
aback by the sudden earnestness with
which his companions spoke.
And il you have come to do them
bad turn. I--I--hope you'll think about
it twice. SIR" cried Sarah. leaning for
ward. with the tears swimming in her
eyes. for they are honest hard working
people. and deserving of your charity.
They only wish TO be left alone. to have
time given them to turn round"
"Oh. do they? Does Mr.. Reuben Cul-
wick want time to turn round, tooT
He. SIR exclaimed Sarah. with
musical little laugh. 'why. no. Mr.. Reu-
ben Culwick is 4 gentleman" cried
Sarah. full of eloquence now. "a real
born gentleman; the son Of the richest
man in Worcester. ! have lived for some
time in Worcester. where Reuben's faith
or is well known. He is not gentleman
like the son is-not bit of gentleman
but a proud. hard man. without n NOR
sci of love for his own boy
You must have had all this stuff from
Reuben. He talks against his father all
day here, | see
HE never mentions his name. Once
when | spoke Of his father he was very
angry with me-
And who are you?" he rejoined
"A poor girl whom he tried To rescue
from the strects-hs second-cousil---yer.,
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 | am ever
saved she cried enthusiasticaly--"an
Lucy thinks | shall bet will he C0,Is-
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. What's your name!' he said
sharply.
Sarah Eastbell.'
THE girl who tried to pass bad money
down in Worcester?''
"Ah-yes. That's true. sir, most of
it,
But not all Of it," said the thin hard
voice of Lucy Jennings, who had come
downstairs noselessly. There was no
guilty knowledge, The money was given
her to pass by a scounlrcl.'
1T is The usual story--every one
trGmps up that excuse
Her story will be believed; il has been
already believed said Lucy.
II don't care whether il is or not 1t
is no business of mine" replied Simon
Culwick
His head began to move again amid the
creases of his thick black stock in it's old
mechanical fashion. and the. eyes We're
uptIrned to the picture once more
DO you want 10 sell that thing?' he
said to Lucy THAT old painting over
the looking glass
rs it worth anything?' asked Lucy
curously.
"A couple Of pounds. perhaps, if it
were touched up. | would not mind Civ
ing a couple of pounds for it. as 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 II surprise here. and it had
taken the thoughts Of his son out of his
head. till Lucy recalled him to himself.
IF you will 60 upstairs to your sons
room and wait for him. | will bring the
picture TO you"
Mr.. Culwick rose mt once and tole,l
with difficulty up the stairs. like a man
anxious to be rid of Objectionable com
pany. He went into his sons "oom.
where the appointments surprised him ty
contrast with the room which he had
quilted: where there was evidence of
comfort. if not of luxury and where there
We're many shelves of books. He walked
to the table and looked down at the let
tiers and papers; he walked TO the window
and looked out into Hope street: he walk
ed to the mantelpiece aud peered in Il
short sighted way at a photograph. from
which he suddenly bobbed his head back
as though he had been stung. Ii was
the portrait of his wife. reyerently en-
shrined in gold frame There was a
huge armchair in the room. into which he
cautiously lowered himself and SET his
hat by his side: but he rose with the
alacrity of youth again as Lucy came
in with the picture in her hand.
Il hope it will amuse you till your son
returns" said Lucy. land | give him the
good news that you are waiting for him
1t will be good news. surely. for You have
come to this house in "A contrite spirit. to
forgive him, and TO ask forgiveness in
return for your own hardness of heart
to forget the past, and be friends
Pooh! Nothing of the sort"
ITO be continued,
Immune.
TOwne-It's a shame the way these
big corporations put the screws on the