The Owosso times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1897-1926, 1906-06-22

words he spoke were 'Anah jouhan.'
He used them many times, and while
he forgot they remembered them.
Now, 'Anah jouhan' is phrase Of the
Syrian tongue, meaning, Il am hun
cry"
Every WELL" said the old man, with
emphasis, "and sailors. That Is just
inference. 1t was big port, and far
people came on the four winds. Very
well! Now, for the young lady. An
away with thy book unless / love her."
"She is from life-a simple hearted
girl, frank and beautiful and Trove
hesitated, looking into the dying fire.
"Noble, boy. Make sure O. that, an
nobler, too, than girls are apt to be. If
Emulation would measure height with
her see that it stand upon tiptoes."
$50 have planned. The young man
loves her. She is in every thought and
purpose She has become as the rock
on which his hope Is founded Now
he loves honor, too, and all things Of
good report. He has been reared
Puritan. BY chance one day, it comes
to him that his father was q thief"
The boy paused. For moment they
heard only the voices of the night.
"He dreaded to tell her." Trove con-
tinued, "yet he could not ask her to be
his wife without telling. Then the
question, Had he right to tell? For
his father had not suffered the penalty
of the law and, mind you, men thought
him honest"
"'Tis just" said Darrell. "But tell me,
how came he to know his father was a
thiefY'
"That / am thinking of, and before
answer, is there more you can tell me
of him or his peoples?
Darrell rose and, lighting q torch Of
pine, stuck it in the ground; then he
opened his leathern pocketbook and
took out a number of cuttings, much
worn and apparently from old news
papers. He put on his glasses and be-
gan to examine the cuttings.
1.-THE other day." said he, 81 found an
account of his mothers death. l had
forgotten, but her death was an odd
tragedy"
And the tinker began reading slowly
as follows:
"She an her mother, lady deaf an
feeble, were alone, saving the servants
in a remote corner o. the house. A
sound woke her in the still night She
lay awhile, listening. Was it her hus-
band returning without his key? She
rose, feeling her way in the dark an
trembling with the fear of nervous
woman. Descending stairs, she came
into a room O. many windows. The
shades were up, an there was dim
moonlight In the room. A door with
panels o. thick glass led to the garden
walk. Beyond it were the dark forms
Of men. One was peering in, his face
Mt a panel, another kneeling at the
lock. Suddenly the door opened. The
lady fell fainting, with loud cry.
Next day the kidnapped boy was born"
Darrell stopped reading, put the clip.
ping into his pocketbook and smoth.
cred the torch.
"It seems the woman died the same
day." said he.
"And was my mother" The words
came in OF broken voice.
Half a moment of silence followed
them; then Darrell rose slowly, and q
tremulous, deep sigh came from the
lips of Trove.
"Thy mother, boy!' Darrell whispered
The fire had burned low, and the
great shadow Of the night lay dark up.
on them. Trove got to his feet and
came to the side Of Darrell.
"Tell me, for Gods sake, man, tell
me where is my fatherv' said he.
FLUSH, boy! Listen. Hear the wind
in the trees" said Darrell.
There was breath Of silence, broken
by the boot of an owl and the stir of
high branches. Eye might as well ask
o. the wind or the wild OWL" Darrell
said. II cannot tell thee. Be calm,
boy, and say how thou hast come to
know"
Again they sat down together, and
presently Trove told him of those silent
men who had ever haunted the dark
and ghostly house Of his inheritance.
"'Tis thy mothers terror-an' thy
fathers house, make no doubt" said
Darrell presently in deep voice. But,
boy, cannot tell any man where Is
thy father, not even thee. nor his name
or the least thing tending to point him
out until-until l am released o. me
vow. Be content II I can find the
man ere long thou shalt have word O.
him."
Trove leaned against the breast of
Darrell, shaking with emotion. His tale
had come to an odd and fateful eli
max.
The old man stroked his head ten.
derby.
"Ah, boy" said he, II know thy
heart. 1 shall make haste-I promise
thee I shall make haste. But IL the
good God should bring thy father to
thee an thy head to shame an sorrow
for his sin. forgive him, in the name o.
Christ, forgive him. Aye, boy, thou
must forgive all that trespass against
thee,
"If I ever see him he shall know
am not ungrateful," said the young
man.
Trove and Darrell walked to the clear
ing above PARKWAY. At corner on
the high hills, where northward they
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