Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1912-08-15

EDO You Mean Wo Alnt Going TO Be
Pore ANY Longer Grandfather"
mentary brooding silence, In which
his great arms drew the boy closer
against his heart. Dear lad, since /
left you at Belle Plain a very aston
fishing knowledge has come to me.
It was tho Hand OF Providence sec
II now-thRt lrst brought US togeth-
or. You must not call me Judge any
more; ] am your gTandfather-you
mother was my daughter"
Hannibal instantly sat erect and
looked up at the Judge, his blue eyes
wide with ernazement az this extraor-
binary statement.
1T Is q very strange story. Hanui-
bal, and It's links are not all In my
hands, but am sure because Of what
already know. ]. who thought that
not a drop Of my blood flowed In any
veins but my own, 1--we again In you.
Do you understand what 1 arm telling
your You are my own dear Httla
grandson" and tho judge looked
down with no uncertain love and pride
into the email face uDturned TO bis.
Il an glad II you are my grand.
fRtheg. $udges" said Hannibal very
grayeiy. u always liked you"
~Thank you. dear lad" responded
the Judge with equal gravity, and then
as Hannibal nestled back In his grand
fathers arms a single big tear drop
ped from the end Of that gentleman's
prominent nose.
'1rhere viii DO many and great
changes In store for u.s. continued
the Judge, "But as we met adversely
with dignity, ! am sure We shall be
able to endure prosperity with eQuani.
mity-only unworthy natures are ar
fected by what Is at best superficial
and accidental mean that the
blight Of poverty Is about to be lifted
from our livea."
do you mean We amt going TO be
pore any longer, grandfather2" asked
Hannibal.
The Judge regarded him with in
Unite tenderness OF expression; he
was profoundly moved.
would you mind saying that again,
dear ladT"
''Do you mean we amt going to be
pore any longer, grandfather" re-
peated Hannibal
Il shall enjoy an adequate compe-
tency which am about to recover. 1t
win be sufficient FOR the Indulgence of
!. 20 simple and intellectual tastes
propose to cultivate for the future
In spite OF himself the judge sigheS.
This was hardly IN line y.th his
ideals, but the right to choose was no
longer his. you will be very rich.
Hannibal The Quintard lands-your
grandmother was Quintard-will be
yours; they run up into the hundred
of thousands Of acres hereabout; this
land will be yours as soon as l can
establish your identity"
"Wfl Uncle Bob be rich too3" In
CURED Hannibal.
Certainly. How can he be poor
when we possess wealth." answered
the judge.
you reckon he VIII always 1--we
with us, don't you, grandfather
Il would not have it otherwise. I
admire Mr.. Yanoy--he Is simple and
direct, and fit for any company under
heaven except that OF fools. HIS treat
ment Of you has placed me under
everlasting obligations; he shall share
what we have. My one bitter, un-
availing regret ia that Solomon Ma
haffy win not be here to partake OF
our altered fortunes" And the Judge
sighed deeply.
"Uncle Bob told me Mr.. Mahafry
got hurt In a duel. grandfather" said
Hennibal.
"He was as inexperienced as a
child in the use Of firearms, and hs
had to deal with scoundrels who had
To be continued.