Wausau pilot. [volume] (Wausau, Wis.) 1896-1940, 1905-05-23
CHAPTER XIx.-fcontinued,

have had, Squire Overshute, sir, if you
please, requesteth the honor of seeing
you"
Mary, | am hardly fit for It. / was
ooing my best to sit quite quiet and to
Try TO think of things. / am net as
was yesterday, or even as / was this
morning. But if / ought to see him
why, L will. And perhaps l ought, no
oouht, when | come to think of things.
Inc poor young man has been very i'll.
10 De sure, | remember all about it..
snow him where l am at once. What a
SAD thing for his motherl His mother is
wonderful clever woman, of the sound
est views in politics"
bis mother be dead, sir; / had better
ten you for fear of begetting any trifes
with him; although we was told to keep
such things from you. Howsomever,
90 think he be coming to himself, or he
would not have fallen out of patience as
hath done; and now here be be, sir!'
hussel Overshute, narrowed and fat
sened into half Of his proper size, and
heightened thereby to unnatural stature
Tor stoop he would not, although 50
"eeK-here he was walking along the
damp walk, when bed, or soft, or a
nls proper place. He walked with the
help of crutch-handled stick, and his
deep mourning dress made him look al
most CHASTITY. His eyes, however, were
bright and steady, and he made an at
tempt at cheerful smile, as he con-
graduated the Squire on the great i'm
provement of his health.
For that l have to thank you, my
dear friend " answered Mr.. Oglander:
Tor weeks | had been helpless, till
helped myself; l mean, of course, by the
great blessing Of the Lord. But of your
sad troubles, whatever shall l say"
My dear sir. say nothing, if you
please cannot bear as yet to speak
OF them | ought to be thankful that life
is spared to me-doubtless for some good
purpose. And l think | know what that
purpose is; though now / am confident
of nothing"
Neither am l, Russell. neither am t.
said the old man, observing how low his
voice was and speaking in a low, sad
voice himself. Il used to have conf
dence. But now there is something over
there he pointed towards the church
yard which shows that we may carry
such ideas to foolish point. But /
cannot speak of it; say no more"
L will own" replied Overshute, study
ing the Squire's downcast face. to see
now far he might venture "at one time
thought that you yourself carried such
nations to foolish length. That was
before my illness. Now, / most fully
DeIeye that you were quite right"
les, suppose that | was-so far as
outy goes. But as for the result-vhera
is itg" -'oi'
AS yet we see none. But we very
soon snail. Can you bear to hear some
thlng want to say, and to listen to it
attentively?'
believe that l can, Russell. There
Is nothing now that can disturb me very
much"
Inns will disturb you, my dear sir,
out Ia very p-~sant way, I hope. AS
sure as l stand and look at Won here
and as sure as the Almighty looks down
at us both, that grave in Beckley church
yard holds gypsy woman, and no child
OF yours All! | put it too abruptlv. as
1 always do. But give me your arm.
sir, and walk few steps. | am not
very strong, any more than you are. Ru+
please God, we win both get stronger,
as soon as our troubles Begin to lift"
Each of them took the right coursa
to get stronger, by putting forth his little
strength, to help and guide the others
steps.
'Russel, what did you say just now ?"
Mr. oglander asked when the. pair had
managed TO get as far as another little
bower, Grace's own, and there sat down
y must have taken your meaning wrong.
am not so clear as l was, and often
there is noise inside my head"
Il told you, sir, that l had proved for
certain that your dear daughter has not
been buried here-nor anywhere else. to
my firm belief. Also l have found out
and established who it was that lies
buried here, and of what terrible dis
ease she died. AS regards my own i'll.
ness, | would go through it again-come
what might of it-for the sake of vour
darling Grace; but, alas l have lost nv
own dear mother through this utterly
tendish plot-for such it is, | do be-
lieve. This poor girl buried here was
the younger sister of Cinnaminta."
"Cinnamintaw said the Squire. irving
to arouse old memory. "Surely | have
heard that name. But tell me all. Rms
sci, and how you came to find it out.
and what it has to do with my lost pet "
My dear sir, if you tremble so | shall
fear to tell you another word. Remem-
Der, 1t is all good, so far as it goes; in
stead of trembling you should smile and
rejoice"
so L will-so 1 will: or at least 7
will try. There, now, look-I have taken
pinch of snuff, you need have no fear
for me after that"
"All l know beyond what l have told
you is that your Gracie-and nv Grace
too-was driven off in cLaise and na;r
through the narrow lanes towards
Wheatey. | have not been able to fol
low the track in my present halnlass
condition; and, indeed, what | know |
only learned this morning; and I thourht
1t my duty to come and tell you at once
/ had it from poor Cinnaminta's own Inns
who for week or more had been lurL-
ing near the house to see me This
morning l could not resist little walk
lonely and miserable as it was-and
the poor thing told me all she knew.
She was in the deepest affection herself
at the loss of her only surviving child
and she fancied that / had saved his
life before, and she had deep pangs of
gratitude. and hence sue was driven "a
confess all her share. which was but a
little ore She was tempted by the
chance of getting money enough to place
her child in the care of a frst-rate doe
tor"
But Grace-my poor Grace!-how
was she tempted-or was she forced
away from me?'
That l cannot say as yet: CHINA
minta had no idea. She did not even
see the carriage; for she herself was
borne off by her tribe. who were quite
in panic at the fever. But she heard
that no violence was used, and there was
lady in the chaise; and poor Grace
went quite readily. though she certainly
did seem TO sob little. 1t was no elope-
ment, Mr.. Oglander, nor anything at all
of that kind. The poor girl believed that
she was acting under your orders in aiI
she did; just as she had believed that
same when she left her auut's house Il
meet you on the homeward road. though
that forged letter, which, most unluckily
she put into her pocket There. | believe
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