New-York tribune., 1906-06-03

admitted him to the sitting-room, where the
old folks were still standing
" John LangtOn | believer"
Tim took a sudden dislike to the stranger
" John Langton, sir, and Martha Langton,
my wife. was the simple reply.
The visitor bowed effusively. Il am de-
lighted, sir! delighted, madam! All! l bring
YOU good news" He placed his silk hat upon
the center table and, drawing up a chair,
sat down. The old folks We're now seated.
Good news.' said Tim. as John and
Martha remained strangely silent.
=" | believe, sir, | bring good news But YOU
shall hear, and then YOU can Judge for YOUR
self The visitor drew some papers from
his pocket and settling heavy pair OF gold
glasses on his nose addressed John LangtOn.
You had brother named Harvey Lang
ton. | believer"
" | did sir.
That brother went to Nevada in the early
tifties, and he was not heard of again by you?
Am right, or wrong:
L understood that Harvey died in fifty
four
No sir, he did not All knew I would
surprise you," cried the visitor, pressing John
Langton back into his chair the old man
was about to rise. " No sir he did not die
and what's more, sir, he's rich man, very
rich man, to-day
John Langton looked toward his wife. and
the ewes of the old folks met; but neither
spoke word. Tim reached out his right hand
and drawing up a chair was seated. His left
sleeve was pinned to his coat.
Yes sir, rich man to-day And | have
been engaged to persuade YOU two old people
to pack up what stuff YOU want and move
over to his home in Hill County, not three
hundred miles from here, where YOU will
have nothing to do the rest OF your lives
but enjoy yourselves
Martha Langton rose and placed her hand
on Tins shoulder. Does that invitation,
sir include our boy Tim:
Il was given to understand" said the
visitor - that this young man IS only nomlnally
YOUR son; that YOU adopted him when child.
In short, ma m that he is OF no blood relation
either of YOU
Our dead son. sir could scarcely have been to us
at Tim has been, and unless the invitation you
lg is for Tim also, we can't accept it, can We
We can't, Martha"
i'm was on his feet Mother father, considerl
5 means a home for you-a beautiful home and
a poor, mean little rented cottage like this
No, Tim said Martha Langton SOrroWtully,
le spot where YOU are not welcome would be no
ne for Tohn and me. And vet by going away
can take off Of Your shoulders a burden that it
I right that YOU should longer bear
Mother,' pleaded poor Tim the face of young
rising before his vision.
That's true. Martha" affirmed John Langton,
lding his head vigorously. That's very true. |
nix we best accept brother Harveys invitation.
Should YOU reject it, sir, YOU Will regret it the
qest dav YOU live" The visitor emphasized his
ertion by striking the table heavily with his
Tim bowed his head and was silent.
Vt last the old folks were ready for the journey.
ev sat side bv side in the little depot Tim and
&c waiting near to bid them God-speed and fare
L. Martha was dressed in a black silk gown,
ed and altered from an earlier day, while John
S attired in his Sunday broadcloth suit. They
wished 10 make the journey IN more humble
ire but Tim would not allow it. They were going
live with their rich kin and 1t was proper that
" should appear IN silk and broadcloth,
Ks the moments passed, Tim grew more and more
tless. he wanted to accompany John and Martha
see that they arrived safely at their destination
t no. Mr. Vanderbilt, the lawyer, would be suftl-
nj escort. Tim must stay and look after the
tage.
\ loud whistle and the changing Of bell, and