The Birmingham age-herald., 1911-07-09


 and had drawn back in despair George came out and found him standing there. What, eavesdropping said George. Traitor everywhere,n cried Alton, Tn everything-triclSing me. supplanting me, in my friends in my love" Your lover" returned George. Listen, cousin Alton; the strong and the weak have been matched for the same prize-what wonder If the strong man conquersg' After going to Waterloo Bridge with the intention of throwing himself into the river-and being saved from doing so by an encounter with an old time taiIor's apprentice who had worked with him and was bent on the same mission Alton returned to his lodgings and was taken violently Ill of fever.
 When he Scame to his senses after days of raving he found Eleanor Winn- stay caring for him. Lord Ellerton was dead and Eleanor was devoting her life to the care of those who needed care in sickness and were not able to procure it. To the betterment of the living conditions of the poor she had devoted her fortune and her life. It was Elean- 
 comprehended Alton Locke and his as- pirations for the people. 1t was Elean- or who had paid that debt he had con- tracted to his cousin when he had made his trip to Cambridge. Old Sandy Mackaye was dead. and his cousin George was dead Alton found upon his recovery. George had died of typhus fever which he had caught, most prob ably from clothing sent him from such a "fasbionable' tailoring establishment as the one Alton had once worked in.
 Old Sandy had left his small fortune to be divided between Crossthweit and Al- ton on condition that they go to Texas and stay there for at least three years. But now that Alon had come to know Eleanor better. to see how her aspira- | tiohs and ideas coincided with his own, he was loath to leave England. Eleanor understood but told him that he must go there was no other way. His physical condition alone rendered it imperative that he should have a change of climate at once.
 And now farewell" said Eleanor when all arrangements for Altons departure had been made. T shall not see you again before you start. And ere your re- turn-my health has fast been declining lately" Alton started-Nas she, too, doomed? He had not dared to confess to himself how thin her features had become of late He had tried to stop seeing that burning spot on either cheek or hearing that dry cough But it was too true. and with a broken voice he cried "Oh that
  replied Eleanor. "I trust that you still have work to do. But if not, promise me that, whatever be the event of your voy- age, you will write and publish an honest history of your life; extenuating R5Thdagi { exaggerating nothing; ashamed to con 7 fess or proclaim nothing It may, per l haps. awaken some rich man to lool : down and take pity on the brains an( poverty and misguidance which lie strug gling in those foul sites which men rear and call cities. Now one more farewell.
 She held out her hand-Alton would have fallen at her feet. but restrained himself He covered her hand witt kisses: she gently withdrew it and gided from the room.
 It was on his voyage to Texas that Al ton wrote his memoirs. Land had just been sighted like purple fringe upor the golden sea. Passengers on deck were singing "There's a Good Time Coming Boys" as Alton put the finishing words to his record, seated down in his cabin An hour after Crossthwait came down to see him and found him dead with the manuscript before him.
 Next tweeks one-page classic will be "Osceola," by Captain Mayne Reid.