The Hood River glacier. (Hood River, Or.) 1889-1933, 1904-04-28

yesternight, DeIOre lne trhBeoy oL Hie
fell on them like pail.
He opened the iron boxoin which the
will had been deposited, andc where a
glance assured him that II lay undisturb-
ed, and then he closed and locked the
box again, while the thought came to
him that II might never be Of use TO
Second-cousin Sarah.
HAS that man come back because he
thinks so, tooT he muttered; "is II pos
aible that this should be the end Of my
fathers money--of y9urs, poor worn-oa
heart, that never was qnade happy by its,
acquisltioni If have done you wrong,
old soul, | pray forgiveness now" he
murmured
"Amen," said deep voice at bis side,
and he turned at the solemn response, for
which he was unprepared. A thin wom-
an, clad In shabby black, stood In the
doorway looking at him.
Lucy Jenningsw lie exclaimed.
"You telegraphed to me this morn
ing" she said, advancing; 'gou asked me
many questions, and have come to an
swer them in person.
ut was kind Of you, Lucy" ne said,
holding out his hand to her, "6r / am In
great trouble"
They went out Of the room together.
Reuben Culwick locked the door, and
gave the key to Hartley, after which
Lucy and he descended to the hall, Lucy
calym and grave.
"What do you know Of the Petersonsi
What became Of them after leaving I-onv
donT' asked Reuben eagerly; have you
a clew to their addressf'
Il think have"
How did you find itT'
Among my circle Of penitents and Of
poor mortals struggling out Of crime
there are many links Of life to the dark
world. ! found friends to help me at
once. Patience. If Sarah Eastbell has
been lured away by these Petersons, the
clew to their haunt has been already
pointed out"
Heaven bless you, LucyP'
Probably bring blessing to you-
II is In there"
She pointed to the door Of the drawing
room, and he said eagerly as he strode
toward Ii:
"Sarahw
mot she. It is something you lost be-
fore your second-cousin, and took as
much to heart In losing. t.is something
that changed you--and from which dated
your hardness, ahd your suspicious Of
me-frst Of all, 1t may be your own
flesh and blood, for what know"
He left Lucy Jennings, and went with
quick steps into the drawing room, where
on the sofa lay child asleep, a poorly
clad little girl Of five years old, with
her hat lying by her side, and tangled
mass Of fair, wavy curls thrust back from
her face.
"TotsF' he cried In his astonlshment.
II met her In the streets Of Worcester,
near the postofIice," said Lucy. at was
raining hard, and she was crying because
lady had not come to fetch her. Her
father had sent her to Worcester, she
said"
"Will she remember mef"o
ut Is unlikely--it 10 impossible.
"she was very young when she went
AWAY, poor Tots" said Reuben, sadly re-
garding her. Eyes, suppose It u Inn
possible"
"She came with me In all Conscience. l
told her that | would take her to her
friends, and she believed me-"
"You are very kind, Lucy" aaia Reu-
ben. How Is 1t that you do me these
good services, and yet dislike me SO
muchf
II dislike the pride and anger In you
answered Lucy, land they have turned
me against you. + have had my great
work to think Of lately--not OF the petty
differences of eighteen months ago. See,
the child is waking"
Reuben turned to the little girl, who
had struggled into a sitting posture on
the sofa, and was looking at then, ell
eyea--all blue eyes, too--as Tots had
looked at him In Hope stres<, years ago,
"Tots," he said, sdvanclaa te her,
"Tots, old lady-don't you know msT"
His manner was too lmpatuous, ana
his quick strides toward heE veYV 70
symbolical of punishment for some Of
fense which she In her Ignorance had
committed, that the child sp@ang up and
ran to Lucy Jennings, burylng her face In
the skirts Of her protector.
"The child h frightened Of you," said
Lucy, calmly; "let her be While"
why, Tots, it's Uncle Roo" he cried,
'old Uncle Roe--you know"
The child still clung to Lucy's shlrts,
and would have none of his affection. He
gave up, and walked away to the vim
dow.
"You see how this kind of love lasts"
said Lucy bitterly, "ind yet you value
II 80 highly"
Because It set high value upn me-"
he answered quickly.
''It Is dead"
ut will live again-itowill coEs hack. :"
"And IL not" Lucy answered, there
is your second-cousln to console you"
The opening of the door cut short the
clash Of arms, and Thomas Eastbell nd.
vanced into the room with forced and
staggering air, Tots clung still to the
skirts Of Lacy Jennings, with her face
hidden In the folds, :
"0h! you're back" he said to Reuben;
"of course you know what has happened
since you've been away2 I've beeR look
ing for you everywhere-rv bees vuu.
ming after the doctors--if vs had
plukNc III tht noube, tuluk peOpIe Roulu
stop in It more than they do" said Tom
Eastbell. "Who's this2"
'My name IL Jennings" said Lucy,
"Ohl you're Jennings. have heard
Of you, but l don't know that we have
ever met before. May | ask what you
want, marin, now you are heref" asked
Thomas, you'll excuse me, but since
my grandmother's death and sally's dis.
appearance-and until Sally returns
| consider l am the head of this estab
lishment."
II am compelled to answer your ques-
tion II this Is true statement" said
Lucy.
Eyes, should think you were. True
indeed--that's good onel Why, you
don't know that my poor Grandmother
killed herself thinking about me-" he uaid,
"She was worried--she wanted to leave
me all her mouey-and she died OF dis
appointment because she hadn't time to
finish her new WILL"
He addressed Lucy Jennings, but he
was watching the effect Of this announce
ment upon Reuben Culwick from the cor
ner of his eyes.
ut Is heavens mercy that your grand
mother died them" replied Lucy to hirh
II have been paking inquiries concern
ing you to-day. and have heard of moth