The Spanish Fork press. [volume] (Spanish Fork, Utah) 1902-current, 1905-09-28
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81 hands.
Then followed brief and impress.
sivo silence. during which each eager
ly scanned the features of the other,
and which Mr.. Burritt was the first to
to break.
James," he said, and there were
traces of considerable emotion in his
voice, you are much changed,
should hardly have known you"
Changed" exclaimed the other
somewhat bitterly; "and In twenty
years Is it to be wondered att"
Then, with an alteration of tone, But
should have know you anywhere,
Silas."
Twenty years." repeated his friend.
"Ah, well, so It is! How quickly the
years have flown. 1t seems nothing
like that to me-"
1t is that. all the same" said the
other. 1T is twenty years to the very
day. This is the oath of April. 1884.
1t was the Gath of April, 1864, when
you said goodbye to me on board the
vessel in which was to sail to a new
country"
1T is long time to remain an
exile-a voluntary exile" said Mr.. Bur
rift; you might have returned years
ago, had you chosen"
The other man shook his head
gloomily. 81 have kept my wAyd,"
he said. "You remember my Nast
! speech to you? said, I am
In Aafr IN k a
my fortune. In twenty years, II have
zone so, shall return. BY that time
| may hope that my crime will have
been forgotten. 1t may be that In
twenty years some of those who know
my wretched story will be dead-I may
even be dead myself; but, IL not, I
shall return to the country l am now
twenty years the disgrace which now
furnishes my name will be blotted out
and forgotten. Until then, farewell!
And now" he continued, "the term
of my selfimposed Punishment is at
an end. l have kept my word and
have returned"
Mr.. Burritt laid his hand upon his
friends shoulder.
"You Judge yourself too harshly,"
he said; 1.-The word crime is &c Sc
we're one to apply to that youthful
ndiscretion-sin, if you will-repented
of as soon as committed"
Repentance" cried the other, i'm
patiently; what is the good of repent
ance? VIII 1t recover a lost reputa-
| nd MI oko{v hA
past? The fortune | went to seek Ia
mine, but | would give 1t all for an
unblemished record, so that l might
not be ashamed to look any man In the
face. All, Silasl 1t 10 a terrible thing
to think that child of mine should
ever blush for her father!"
you are married, then?" inquired
Mr. Burritt, gladly selling the oppor.
tunity thus offered of changing the
! dismal subject. "Is your wife with
you?"
Il am a widower," was the reply.
my wife died twelve years ago, leav.
ing me with one child-a daughter. "
Tell me all about your daughter"
said Mr.. Burritt, 'and how you came
W uldhc up your ulluu U part WIN u0f
for so long? l have daughter of my
own-as we'll as the son who was born
before you left England-and though ]
have been threatening to pack her OF
to boarding school for thdklast four
or five years, l never could reconcile
myself to the idea of the separation.
And now she's too old-nineteen last
birthday" and her father shook his
head over his own weakness and smil.
ed, an indulgent, parental smile.
That's the age Of my Agnes within
year." said the other; strange that
we should have daughters so nearly
the same age!"
He looked at his companion strange.
ly.
81 am in your hands, Silas," he said !;
you can ruin me in my child's eyes,
as we'll as in the eyes of the world,
whenever you please"
ITO be continued.)