The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1907-04-25

The child, subdued for the moment
from his usual waywardness. yielded
10 her touch and voice
"Oh. Johnnie" she said, and az she
! spoke the boy, with his head on her
shoulder. Inhaled the delicate fragrance
of the roses at her breast and pinned
u his own jacket, mother loved yol
! so, She loved you the best OF al Of
Us. l want you when you grow up to
remember that. She used to hold y0u
| in her arms before she went away to
| die and kiss you and cry: oh. that
my baby may grow up to be a good
man, Tell him he must Away. lie
good, honorable. brave and true
The girl spoke passionately. excited
| ly, and the wondering child beside her
infected by her passion, listened to
| her, half understanding indeed. but
none the less powerfully Impressed
! When his sister broke down in a
storm of tears. he put his arm round
| her neck crying, while the scent Of thn
roses penetrated yet more strikingly to
| his senses
81 will be good, Nellie; will indeed
Thirty years had passed away since
the white Provence rose had been
planted IN that yew sheltered manor
| garden. The rose had done well. and
tor others from its stem-still grew
! and blossomed there. But those who
had witnessed the planting OF the tree
| had long since gone their ways IN time
or in eternity. The elder brother lived
| alone in the old manor house The
! younger had by divers ways acquired
fame in a sphere Of his own He was
! called great finanCier Money grew
under his touch. His name on the
board Of directors of any new com
pany was an instant signal for in
vestors, small and great. to venture
their money boldly.
! Though a very rich man aul growing
daily richer, he had never married.
The interest of money making absorb
ed all his faculties.
He was sitting in hi, private room
in the city one day late in June.
This Finnish Fishtal company will
work out very we'll for NE" he said
to himself. Butt wish. WcU. if is
not my fault that there are so many
fools in the world"
He rose and walled +, thu window.
and stood looking ont across the crowd
ed street But it was evident that he
was thinking of nothing that he saw
| there.
\ tap Mt the door was followed bv
the entrance Of one of his clerks.
There is young lady who wishes 10
see YOU, sir" said the man somewhat
hesitatingly. for he knew that he had
failed in his duty when be had permit
ted it to become a question whetbe,
| any young lady should or should not
see John Harcourt. His nervousness
was warranted The financic~ frowned
! angrlly.
II never see younr ladicS ar old ones
either" no returned severely Won
! know that nprfectIv weII "
81 know sir" tbe c1n,l, one,rerod
deprecating}v PINT"
Il begged 50 hard +, lie allowed IN
see YOU" interrrntpd q soft rirlish
voice. and both mon started and turned
| to the door to sea standing there q
| maiden Of two and twenty or tbere.
abouts
Don't he angry with me- she Mead
ed as her auditors rendered dumb bv
her audacitv in appcarjnr uniuvitnd in
the great mans sonctup stood s+or,ro
at her. Il followed him up. Don't
send me away. 1t Is so important that
l should see you and ask your advice"
She was young and very pretty. and
there was something irresistiblv pa.
thetic in her voice The financier was
after all, but a man.
We'll" he answered. smiling, though
a little grimly. "since YOU have contriv
ed to evadc the guardians Of my pri
vacy, you shall have the re ward vouI
courage deserves. Come in"
The clerk retired much relieved John
Harcourt handed the girl a seat and
placed himself again before the writing
table, facing her. She was slim, grace
full, gray eyed and faxen haired. But
he had seen pretty girls before and was
prepared not to allow her beauty to af
feet his Judgment beyond reason. She