The farmer and mechanic. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 18??-19??, 1912-01-23

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II, made her call him Guardian, as
Ada and Richard did and 5oon ne
had her regular seat bv her GUARDIAN $
desk when he retired 10 his GroWlcrv,
as ne called the study. 1t was not d
grim Crowley, thouSh JohH 1afh-
dyce protested that II hdd been 4 quile {
ferocious place before Dame purdeh
became an occupant OF IT. lie De
clared that before then the wind a
been Fast with surprising cDnstancy.
Esther only lau~hed, for she had
learned very early that whenever John
Jarndyce met some disappointment or
trouble that he could not hide from
everybody ne hid himself behind the
excuse that the wind must De East.
She had SO much reason 10 be
happy, she had such reason TO be
grateful. that il she ever grieVed G
the s%orrowful mystery that EMBODIED
her parents she put it away from her
instantly and turned TO some work to
occupy her mind more s%enSibly. From
the beginning she had made Up her
mind 70 ask MT. Jacndyce nothing. for
she was convinced that II he knew
anything, he would tell her II he
thought it best. Somehow, this was
understood between them. Mr.. Jarn-
dyce looked at her with added af-
lection (f that were poSsitle) when
she let him know that she trusted
implicitly IN him.
It was not till they had been to-
gethcr many months that he broke lis
silence. Then il was only to tell her
that many years g he had received
a letter from ii woman who wrote
frankly that she was living under an
assumed name. She wrote with stern
passion about a child for which she
was caring. and she spoke Of it in
some such words rs lived in ESther's
remembrance. She said hat if she
died the child would be left entirely
fIiendless and alone, and asked John
Jarndyce If. in such 4 case. he would
care for her.
The letter laid the injunction on
him never to seek to SEE the writer,
~ho long had been estranged from
the world. and was determined to re-
main SO. II felt sorry for the little
creature, In her darkened life said
John Jarndyce, simply. Il appointed
any lawyer TO look after her. My
dear. ! have told you all"
Esther kept his hand for q little
While III hers, but said not . word.
She repays me twenty thousand
aoId. and twenty more to that said
JOIN Jarnuyce. cheerily making light
VI ii.
And oftener still she blesses her
GuaIdian," said Esther then.
my never tltdue any reference
again to the old story. TO the old pain
Of childhood. but turne6 their backs
on the old shadows and put their
hands to the things thar the living
Jay brought for them to do. John
'arnoyce had SO many people to look
AFTER that Dame burden could not
possibly fail to DO the same. She
nankeu ave with new ioy each
night for the many, many happi-
hesses that came to her, for the
smiles and love tina went out to her
from poor rs we'll as rich. and for the
i'tie deeds that she had been priyi-
s-.d to do.
let while Bleak House refused S,
chetrfu!ly to look back on any old
dark past, q shrewd. cold, implacabl.
hunter was busted with her secret. anc
was 10 come aWfully with it into her
Alle, thoush even the hunter did no
dream IF her.
The hunter was old Mr.. Tulking
nora lawyer for the great Sir Lei
IcS'e: Deuiock, whose ancestry wa
= ''u us the nils and, in his mind
nioic lHipoi tant, Between modes
oleak House and magnificent Chesne-
VOID with its thousands of acres tina
mao peen ruled Cor countless gener
atoms by noble Dedlocks; betwee,
fSlher Sunlmerson with her littI
ounch or housekeeping keys and Lad
ifhi'th, the FelSning beauty of Eng
land, the delight Of the Fashionabl
Intelligence. the crown OF well-bre,
society, there was a vast chasm in
Deed. Yet the hunter-a rusty. spec
1atled. dry. WIJhered old hunter-va
hunting Lady Dedlock. And one da1
Sheh ms huntiI = was done. he toll
hrr i story. lie told her Of a bean
iiui young girl who had loved q wild
man, 4 Captain in the arm>
ne iold her Of the daughter that ha
netli porn To them. He told her no,
me captain, pressed by scandal an
debts. had fled and died. He told no,
his beautiful young girl had kept h
secret and at last had married inf
one Of the nohiest houses of Englane
1t was only a story. told by NJ
TulkinShorn to -auause My Lady. 10,
without names. My Lady Dedloc
listened with her beautiful. wear
proud face rs beautiful. weary an
proud as ever. When Mr.. Tulkirs
horn had finished she arose an
passed slowly 10 the door, sracef,
n Self-poSSesSpd.
That night, however. when NJ