The Irish standard., 1907-07-27

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for his face was strange. I didn't
know. The name. when you just spoke
It, struck me rather queer. IL used
to know Brant in the Seventh, but
he was much older; it was not this
man.
She answered something, lingering
for moment at the door, but he made
no response, and she passed out ST.
lently, leaving him staring modify
through the open window, his eyes ap.
pearing glazed and sightless.
An hour later he was still sitting on
the hard chair by the window, cigar
between his teeth, thinking. The low.
ering sun was pouring perfect flood
OF gold across the rag carpet, but he
remained utterly unconscious as to
aught save the gloomy trend of his
own awakened memories. Some one
raped upon the outer door.
Come in he exclaimed, carelessly.
and barely glancing up. well, what
is it this time, Mrs. Guffy?"
The landlady had never before seen
this usually happy guest in his pres.
ent mood, and she watched him Gu
riously.
"a man wants ter see ye," she an.
nounced, shortly, her hand on the
knob.
ooh, I'm in no shape for play to.
night; go back and tell him So
Sure, an it's aisy 'nough ter see
thet wild half an eye But this I'm isn't
tibet koind of a man, an he's so
moighty perlite about it. OF jist cudn't
sind the loikes of him away. It's
'Missus Guffy, me dear madam, wud
We be koind enough to convey me com.
pliments to Misther Robert Hampton,
and requist him to grant me few
minutes of his tonne on an important
matter?' Sure, an what do We think
of thet?"
Huh! one Of those fellows who had
these rooms?" and Hampton rose to
his feet with animation.
The landlady lowered her voice to
an almost inaudible whisper.
tits the Rev. Howard Wynkoop,"
she announced, impressively, dwelling
upon the name. "The Rev. Howard
Wynkoop, the Presbyterian missionary
wouldn't thet cork ye?"
It evidently did, for Mr. Hampton
stared at her for fully a minute in an
amazement too profound for fit ex-
preston in words. Then he swal.
lowed something in his throat.
"show the gentleman up" he said,
shortly, and sat down to wait.
The Rev. Howard Wynkoop was
neither giant nor dwarf, but the very
. fortunate possessor of countenance
which at once awakened confidence in
his character. He entered the room
quietly, rather dreading this interview
with one of Mr.. Hampton's well-known
proclivities, yet in this case feeling
abundantly fortified in the righteous
ness of his cause. His brown eyes
met the inquisitive gray ones frankly,
and Hampton waved him silently to-
ward vacant chair.
"Our lines of labor in this vineyard
being so entirely opposite" the latter
said, coldly, but with intended polite
ness, "the honor of your unexpected
call quite overwhelms me. shall
have to trouble you to speak somewhat
softly in explanation of your present
mission. so as not to disturb a young
girl who chances to be sleeping in the
room beyond"
1T was principally upon her account
ventured to CALL" Wynkoop ex.
planned in sudden confidence. Might
see herr"
Hampton's watchful eyes swept the
others face suspiciously, and his
hands clinched.
"Relative?" he asked gravely.
The preacher shook his head.
"Friend of the family, perhaps?"
mo, Mr.. Hampton. My purpose in
coming here is perfectly proper, yet
the request was not advanced as q
right, but merely as a special priv
ilege." SOC.
A moment Hampton hesitated; then
he arose and quietly crossed the room
holding open the door. Without a
word being spoken the minister fol-
lowed, and stood beside him. For
several minutes Il eyes of both men
rested upon the girls sleeping form
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