The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1904-03-19
CHAPTER x

| Reuoeh SulWlcK Qld not in any way
attempt to account for his late hours tc
the inmates of Hope Lodge. He was the
master of his own actions, which no one
he felt, had the right to criticise. Hence
with this impression ON his mind, the
deep reveries of Lucy Jennings, and tie
studious stares Of her brother appeared
to be taking him in far too intently, be-
came source of irritation to him.
is anything the matter, LucyY" he
asked at last, one morning
Lucy Jennings sat down suddenly in
the chair nearest to her lodger, and burst
forth with her catalogue of wrongs max
ing amends for all past reserve in one
/ breath
1T has come to you. You're not the
man you have been. You keep away from
home too much-you have been seen at
low places of amusement-you're going
rong--you-you-you never tell us any,
thing" cried Lucy, passionately.
Yes, l have been seen at low places of
amusement" said Reuben, quietly. land
my hours of return TO Hope Lodge are
/ somewhat irregular at present. And 20 7
am going wrong, Lucy?"
You are not doing what is right"
You jump too rapidly at conclusions.
after the habit of enthusiasts. I'm not a
sinner-that is, no more of a miserable
specimen than l was three weeks ago"
why did you ask John about the pirl
In the striped dress, at the Saxe-Gotha
-"
All, the rascal has turned kings EVIL
dence, then!' cried our hero.
why did you ask him not to tell me?
why are you always at the gardens p
why had you the effrontery," she cried.
with eyes ablaze now, ito ask that
wretched, miserable girl to call here for
your"
"What!' shouted Reuben, so forciblv
that even Lucy was unprepared for his
excitement. and jumped back in her chair
some distance from him. What do Won
meanT he continued; "who has been
here? Speak out-don't glare at me. Won
suspicious, heartless, disagreeahle WON
an. What girl called here for meY
Lucy was very pale, but she held her
ground against his rage, though she Ind
never been a witness to it before. He
had been always pleasant man till this
day, but now he was full of passion and
perhaps, hate of her. She could un1nr.
stand more clearly now why his quarrel
with his father had been bitter one,
at was a girl in a striped cotton
dress" said Lucy, with emphasis. "She
was pert, insolent, miserably clad wom- |
an. She would not answer any of NV
questions, save that you had told her to |
call, and she grew impertnent at last"
You sent her away?"
"Yes. She said that she wonld navar |
come again."
Because of your hardness and harsh |
neBsf''
She carried effrontery and desperation
In her face,"
Its lie" shouted Reuben CulwIck.
you don't know what you are doing
what you have done, in your heartless.
ness. There was soul to be saved and
You have wrecked it."
=, mo. said Lucy, growing paler still.
you don't mean"
i mean that that girl is my cousin,
for whom you tried to obtain an honest
place In life" he replied, "for whose sal
walton have been struggling after NV
useless fashion. found her In Lon
don, ana tried to save her from the evil
that was surrounding her. She saved
my hte' perhaps, then. and rendered me
1oreVer her debtor. When there WAS a
chanee for her, she was to come here,
She came" he said, Hercaly, ''and you
sent her away. How win you. with nil
So0E narrow views Of charity, and Gods
mercy and Gods vengeance; answer for
=. If you have cut from her the last
EhrSad, which LED her to better lifeP"
Lucy Jennings was cowsd b. hls 70.