The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1910-07-28
CHAPTER xVIIl.-continued.

"Is the present Charnock married?"
NO" returned the chaplain, "he is
an old bachelor"
That will make 1t easier for our
friend here" said Mr.. Whitaker, PRO
vided the evidence is thought convinc-
ing"
The best evidence that he could pre-
sent" returned the chaplain, sis in his
lace. He is the living image of his
father as | knew him, and he has fam
lily characteristics which think would
enable almost anyone to identify him
without question"
Sir" said the islander, addressing
the chaplain, did you know my
mother?"
That l did," returned the old man.
Her name was Mary Page Thornton,
and she was one of the sweetest girls
in Virginia"
And will you tell me about her,
and about my father and my people? ?"
With the greatest pleasure" said
the chaplain, kindly. Meanwhile
wish to hear your story"
Take him to your cabin" said the
captain promptly, "and tell him the
things he wants to know. We can
wait"
NO" returned the islander; 81 can
wait. 1 have waited all these years
and few hours more or less will
make little difference. You have a
right to know my story, and here it
is"
Rapidly, concisely, with a fine dra-
matte touch, he told the story as he
knew it of his life on the island. He
was so entirely unconventional that
he interwove the bare details of the
strange relation which he gave them
with personal touches. He made no
secret of his love and worship for the
girl, of the belief in her which he had
cherished, of the reverence in which
he had held her. He exhibited that
strange commiXture of feeling with
which he regarded her as a human
woman and as demi-goddess. He
showed that he was at once her mas
ter and her creature, yet through it all
there ran such thread of bitterness,
of grief, of resentment, of shame, that
his auditors, at first unpossessed of
the key to his feelings, listened to him
with amazement and could scarcely
realize or comprehend. He told the
story of the two lives up to the sight
ing of the ship upon the island, and
then, his heart failing him, he turned
to Whitaker and bade him take up
the relation.
1t was delicate matter of which to
speak, but the simplicity with which
the first part of the tale had been pre-
sented gave the officer his cue. He
was man Of retentiVe memory, Of
quick apprehensive power, and with a
nice sense of discrimination, a rare
man, indeed. And he told the rest of
the tale with subtle sympathy for
the situation and the actors that en-
abled him so to present 1t to the inter
ested little group of officers that he
almost made them see it as it trans
pired.
And what" asked the captain, when
the final word had been said, "do you
propose to do now, Mr.. Charnock?"
1t was the first time that he had
been so addressed and the man start
ed. He had heard Mr.. Whittaker's
words as one in dream. He had been
going over that dreadful scene on the
sands. His heart was lacerated and
torn again. He was blind to every
thing but the past. He saw her face
dimly in the present. He could see
nothing of happiness in the future.
Il don't know" he answered.
But surely this has not made any
difference in your feelings?"
81 can't tell. The difference is in
her, not in me-"
"She made a frightful mistake" said
the captain, impressively, but she has
nobly atoned, and"
"She's not what thought she was -
said the MARI "and if love her, l love
her now not because, but in spite, of
what she is, and there is a difference "
Miss Brenton," interposed Whitta-
ker at this 1uncture, has settled the
matter herself. She says that she will
nave no mans pity, no mans con-
tempt, that no man shall marry her
on suffranne, and that"
Right" said the surgeon, who was
a man of very few words and general
ly good ones.
"My young friend" broke in the
chaplain, "if l might advise"
But this" returned the islander
with fierceness, "is not a matter for
advice / don't know the world or its
customs. ! must appear strange to
you men. But take 1t that mans
choice of wife. mans settlement
of his futurs is not thing that he
brooks counse' over. At any rate,
want mons cf It"