The Irish standard. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn. ;) 1886-1920, 1907-06-22

IN QOuT.
You will stay on here.-you will
help me to finish tho house?" the old
gentleman asked with unmistakable
eagerness Of look and tone.
1t seemed harsh and ungenerous to
tell him that wished to go; that the
great world lay beyond the confines
Of Glenarm for me to conquer; that
had lost as well es gained by those
few months at Glenarm House, and
wished to go away. 1t wes not the
mystery, now fathomed,-nor the
struggle, now ended.-that was upper.
most in my mind and heart, but MON.
cries Of a girl who had Knocked mo
with delicious glrlish laughter,-who
had lured me away from the Indiana
woodlands that might see her trans.
formed into another, more charming,
being. only to shatter my faith at tho
end. 1t was comfort to know that
Pickering, trapped and defeated. was
not to benefit by tho bold trick she had
helped him play upon me. His loss
was hers aD vel! and was glad in my
bitterness that had found her in the
passage seeking for plumber at the be-
hest Of the same master whom Nor
gan. Ferguson and the rest of them
served. did not mention her to my
grandfather; resolved never to think
or speak of her again.
The fight was over and there was
nothing more for me to do in the house
by the lake. After a week or so l
should go forth and try to win place
for myself. had my profession;
was an engineer, and l did not ques-
ton that I should be able to find en-
ployment. AS for my grandfather,
Bates would care for him, and should
visit him often. was resolved not
to give him any further cause for anx-
iety on account of my adventurous
and rowing ways. He knew we'll
enough that his old hope of making an
architect of me was lost forever; and
now wished to depart in peace and
seek some part of the world where the
trails were now and there were tracks
to lay and bridges to build.
These thoughts so filled my mind
that forgot that my grandfather was
patiently waiting for an answer.
II should like to do anything you
ask; should like to stay here always,
but I can't. Don't misunderstood me-
I have no intention of going back to
my old ways. squa1dered enough
money In my wanderings, and I had
my Joy of that kind of thing. l shall
find employment somewhere and go
to work.
But, jack he bent toward me
kindly,-"Jack, you mustn't be led
away by any mere Quixotism into lay
ing the foundation Of your own for
tune. What l have is yours, boy.
What is in the box in the chimney is
yours now-to-day."
II wish you wouldn't! You were al.
ways too kind, and 1deserve nothing
absolutely nothing"
"1'm not trying to pay you, Jack
want to ease my own conscience
that's ALL"
But money can do nothing for
mine," I replied, trying to smile. Give
been reckless spendthrift all my
days, and now I'm going to work. II
you were inflrm and needed me, !
should not hesitate, but the world
will have its eyes on me now"
Jack, that will Of mine did you a
great wrong; 1t put mark upon you
and that's what hurts me; that's what
I want to make amends for! Don't
you see? Now don't punish me, boy
Come! Let us be friends!"
He rose and put out his hands.
II didn't mean that! I don't care
about that! 1t was nothing more than
1 deserved. These months hero have
changed me. Haven't you heard me
say was going to work."
And l tried to laugh away further
discussion of my future.
1T will be more cheerful here in
the spring." he said, as though seek.
ing an inducement for me to remain.
when the resort colony down here
comes to life the lake Is really gay"
shook my head. The lake, that
pretty cupful of water, the dip and
glide of a maroon canoe, the remem.
uIduCc VI d TOu Lbu-O -SuduLoI ul6rS-
ing afar of in an October sunset
my purpose to leave the place
strengthened as I thought of these
things. My nerves were keyed to a
breaking pitch and, losing control OF
myself, l turned upon him stormily.
$50 Miss Devereux was the other
person who shared your confidence!
Do you understandable you appre.
clate the fact that she was Pickering's
ally?"
II certainly do not" he replied
coldly. I'm surprised to hear you
speak so of woman whom you can
scarcely know"
Eyes, I know her! My God, have
reason to know her! But even when
l found her out did not dream that
the plot was as deep as 1t is. She
knew that 1t was a scheme to test mo
and she played mo into Pickeringa
hands. l caught her down there in
the tunnel acting as his SPY, looking
for the lost notes, that she might gain
graco in his ovas nv turn1ne them