The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1904-05-28

asked the servant,
If You please, sir, Mr.. Thomas East
Dell has come back again. He has beer
looking for you, and for the doctor, hs
says~-and thought that would sit here
as usual"
Where is the man"
I'm his own room, changing his clothes
which are wet"
1--WE will not disturb him. Have you
my aunt's keysT' .'.S
There was little lamp upon the brack
ct, and he passed into his aunt's bed.
chamber, Hartley remaining at her post
It was solemn moment In his life, which
he remembers well. 1t was his last duty
to the dead woman, and to the wishes OF
yesternight, before the tragedy Of life
fell on them like a pail.
| He opened the iron box in which the
will had been deposited, and where q
glance assured him that it lay undisturb-
ed, and then he closed and locked the
box again, while the thought came to
him that 1t might never be Of use to
Second-cousin Sarah.
HAS that man come back because he
thinks so, tooT he muttered; "is 1t DOS
sible that this should be the end Of my
fathers money-of yours, poor worn-out
heart, that never was made happy by Its
acquisition If have done you wrong,
old soul, I pray forgiveness now" he
murmured.
Amen" said deep voice at his 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 Jenningsv ne exclaimed.
You telegraphed to me this morn-
ing" she said, advancing;~ you asked me
many questions, and have come to an
swer them In person."
1T was kind of you, Lucy" he said,
holding out his hand to her, "for am in
great troubles'
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 Petersons {?
What became Of them after leaving Lon
don 2" asked Reuben eagerly "have you
a clew to their addressT"
II 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. l found friends to help me at
once. Patience. If Sarah Eastbeli has
been lured away by these Petersons, the
clew to their haunt has been already
pointed out"
Heaven bless you, Lucyw
probably bring blessing to you-
1t ls in there"
She pointed to the door of the drawing
room, and he said eagerly as he strobe
toward 1t:
"Sarahp'
Not she. 1t is something you lost be-
fore your second-cousin, and took as
much to heart in losing. 1t is something
that changed you-and from which dated
your hardness, and 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 a 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.
"Tots!' he cried In his establishment,
u met her In the streets Of Worcester
near the postofflce," said Lucy. at was
raining hard, and she was crying because
n lady had not come to fetch her. Her
father had sent her to Worcester, she
said"
"Will she remember meT
ut Is unlikely-it 10 impossible"
She was very young when she went
away, poor Tots" said Reuben, sadly re-
garding her. Eyes, suppose 1t is i'm
possible"
"She came with me In all confidence, I
told her that l would take her to her
friends, and she believed me-"
You are very kind, Lucy" said Reu-
ben. "How Is it that you do me these
good services, and yet dislike me 80
much?"
II dislike the pride and anger in Won"
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 them. all
eyes-all blue eyes, too-as Tots had
looked at him In Hope street, years ago,
'"Tots," he said, advancing to her,
"Tots, old lady-don't you know me?"
His manner was too impetuous. and
his quick strides toward her vera, 40
symbolical Of punishment for some Of
Tense which she In her ignorance had
committed, that the child sprang up and
ran to Lucy Jennings, burying her face In
the skirts of her protector.
1.-THE child is frightened of you" said
Lucy, calmly; "let her be a while"
why, Tots, it's Uncle Roo" he cried,
"old Uncle Roo-you knoww
The child still chung to Lucy's skirts.
and would have none of his affection. He
gave up, and walked away to the win
dow.
"You see how this kind of love lasts "
said Lucy bitterly, land yet you value
1t so highly"
Because 1t set high value upon me-"
he answered quickly.
ut Is dead"
"It will live again-it will come back"
"And If not" Lucy answered, there
is your second-cousin to console you"
The opening of the door cut short the
clash of arms, and Thomas Eastbsll ad-
vanced into the room with a forced and
staggering air. Tots chung still to the
skirts of Lucy Jennings, with her face
hidden In the folds