The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1912-12-28

script on a single sheet OF paper bear
ing a legal head. 1t was dated al
! Charlesport, Maine. and stated that
the writer. In conformity with the last
wish of his friend and client, Hercu-
les Thayer. was ready to transfer GER
tain deeds and papers to the late Mr..
Thayers designated heir. Agatha
Redmond; also that the writer re-
Qnested an interview at Miss Red
mond's earliest convenience.
Holding the half-opened sheets IN
her hand. the lady closed her eyes
and sat motionless, as II In the grasp
OF an absorbing thought. With the
disappearing child, the signs OF life
on the hillside had diminished. The
traffic of the street passed far below.
the sharp click-click OF a pedestrian
now and then sounded above, but no
one passed her way. The hum OF the
city made blurred wash OF sound.
like the varying yet steady wash OF
the sea. AS she opened her eyes
again. she saw that the twilight had
perceptibly deepened. Far away.
lights began to fash out in the city.
as II million fireflies, by twos and
threes and dozens, were waking to
their nocturnal revelry.
On the hill the light was still good
and the lady turned again to her read
ing. The other letter was written on
single sheets of thin paper in an old
fashioned, beautiful hand. Wherever
a doubles occurred, the first was writ
ten long, in style of sixty years ago;
and the whole letter was as easily
legible as print. Across the. top was
written: ITO Agatha Redmond, daugh-
ter OF my ward and dear friend, Aga
tina Shaw Redmond" and below that,
In the lawyers choppy handwriting.
was date of nearly year previous.
AS Agatha Redmond read the second
letter. smile, half of sadness. half
Of pleasure. overspread her counte-
nance. II ran as follows:
"Ilion, Maine.
my Dear Agatha: / take my pen In
hand to address you. the daughter OF
the dearest friend of my life. for the
first time in the twenty-odd years OF
your existence. Once as child you
saw me. and you have doubtless heard
my name from your mothers people
from time to time but can scarcely
hope that any knowledge of my pri-
vate life has come to you. 1t will be
easy, then, for you to pardon an old
man for giving you. in this fashion,
the confidence he has never been able
to bestow in the flesh.
when you read this epistle, my
dear Agatha, shall have stepped into
that next mystery. which is Death.
Indeed the duty which I am now dis
charging serves as partial preparation
for that very event This duty is to
make you heir to my house and es-
tate and to certain accessory funds
which well enable you to keep up the
place.
"You may regard this act, possibly.
as the idiosyncrasy Of an unbalanced
mind; 1t Is certain that some Of my
kinsfolk will do so. But while have
been able to bear up under their
greater or less displeasure for many
years. find myself shrinking before
the possibility of dying absolutely I'M
known and forgotten by you. Your
mother. Agatha Shaw. Of blessed mem
DRY now for many years. was my ward
and pupil after the death OF your
grandfather think I may say with
out undue self-congratulation that few
women OF their time have enjoyed as
sound a scheme of education as your
mother. She had knowledge OF
mathematics. could construe both in
Latin and Greek, and had acquired a
fair mastery of the historic civilian
ton OF the Greeks. Egyptians and an
cient Babylonians. While these at
tainments would naturally be insuffi
cient for a mans work In life, vet fol
woman they we're Of an exceptional
order.
SUFFICIENT to say that in your moth
er's character these noteworthy abili
ties were supplemented by gracious
womanly arts: and when she arrive,
at maturity. I offered her the homo
Of marriage.
1T IL painful for me to recall tn,
scene and the consequences OF you
mothers refusal Of my hand. evel
after these years OF philosophical RI
Election. II were idle for q man O
parts to allow a mere preference Il
regard to his domestic situation b
influence his course OF action in an
essential manner. and have neve
permitted my career to be shaped b
such details. But from that time
however. the course of my life wa
changed From the impassioned ors
tor and preacher ] was transferme
into the man of books and the study
and since then have lived far fror
the larger concourses OF men. NJ
weekly sermon, for twenty years. Ia
been the essence OF my weekly toll 4