Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1910-04-20

lie with my father; it could not be
otherwise
''That is only natural. I have moth
ing to say on that point"
"And you can understand, too, that
it has not been easy for me to be de-
pendent upon Aunt Pat. You don't
know have no intention of talking
against her-but you can't blame me
for thinking her hard-a little hard on
my father"
I nodded.
II am sorry, very sorry, that you
should have these troubles, Miss Hol-
brook"
II know you are" she replied, eager
ly, and her eyes Frightened Your
sympathy has meant so much to Aunt
Pat and me. And now, before worse
things happen"
Worse things must not happen!"
"Then we must put an end to it all,
Mr.. Donovan. There is only one way.
My father will never leave here until
Aunt Pat has settled with him. And
it is his right to demand it," she hur-
ried on. II would have you know that
he is not as black as he has been
painted. He has been his own worst
enemy; and Uncle Arthur's ill doings
must not be charged to him. But he
has been wrong, terribly wrong, in his
conduct toward Aunt Pat. I do not
deny that, and he does not. But it is
only a matter of money, and Aunt Pat
has plenty of it; and there can be no
question Of honor between Uncle Ar
thur and father. It was Uncle Arthur's
act that caused all this trouble; ia
Their has told me the whole story. Quite
likely father would make no good use
of his money! will grant that. But
| think Of the strain of these years on
all of us; think of what it has meant
to me, to have this cloud hanging over
my life! It is acknowledgement any
words it is hideous; and I can't stand
it any longer, not another week-not
another day! It must end now and
here"
| Her tear-flled eyes rested upon me
pleadingly, and a sob caught he1
throat as she tried to go on.
But" I began.
please - please" she broke in
touching her handkerchief to her eyes
and smiling appealingly. II am ask
ing very little of you, after ALL
Eyes, it is little enough, but it seem:
to me a futile interference. If YOU
father would go to her himself, if 20,
would take him to her-that strike.
me as the better strategy of the mat
ter"
Then am to understand that 20,
will not help; that you will not do thi
for us-for me?"
Il am sorry to have to say no, Mis-
Holbrook," replied, steadily.
''Then regret that shall have t.
go further; must appeal to you as
personal matter purely. It is no
easy; but If we are really very goo'
friends"
She glanced toward Sister Margaret
then rose and walked out upon the tel
race.
"You will hate me" she began
| Su11luS "auly, tue TEARS bright III ne
eyes; and she knew that it was no
easy to hate her. Il have take1
money from Mr.. Gillespie, for my ia
Their, since I came here. It is larg
sum, and when my father left here b
went away to spend ito waste II
1t is all gone, and worse than gone.
must pay that back-I must not b
under obligations to Mr.. Gillespie.
was wrong, it was very wrong of me
but I was distracted, half crazed b.
, my fathers threats of violence agains
!: Aunt Pat-against us all. I am sur
that you can see how came to do il
: And now you are my friend; will 20
: help me?" and she broke off, smiling
fearful, her back to the balustrade, he
, hand at her side lightly touching it.
She had confidence, thought, in tn
) power of tears, as she slipped he
handkerchief into her sleeve an
! waited for me to answer.
"Of course Mr.. Gillespie only loane
you the money to help you over a di
! dculty: in some way that must