The Washington times., 1913-02-08
By Stephen Chalmers

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siller they days"
"Hech, sye.' sighed the lawyer. But
dye TAX snuff. sir--Bordeaux? Ma?
Weel, Rorie,' he added abruptly, hae
seen Eilellan."
/ started. The lawyer was regarding
me with his little shrewd eyes. ] nodded
my head
AN it's in a bonny mess. The COOS
are roostin' I'm the castle hs' an there's 5
no a thing worth the pickin.' II II was
no for fair bit o. herrin moo an then.
yer people would starve. Are ye no
ashamed O. yourself, STRIP
/ could only stare at him.
AYE, We may sit dumb" said Mac
murtrie sterniy. "Ye would not dare to
answer. II was only four days gone by
that / spoke of the earl himself. What
sirrahr you he. An quite agreed WI
him. It's fair la-amentable. An It's no
for want o. claimants. Here's the auld
laird's grandson stravagin' the country.
playing highwayman maist like; and the
auld laird's nephew rarfin' after leddies
an princesses in distress an the ilk:
an the auld laird's granddaushter bein'
snd saea napnieys Gn ke arsHhoot 0 toef Sf'~s BUT
ye're ba-arb'rous lot, I'm telling we.
Where's the younger JamesT says
Argyll, an when All told him what a
pack O. plottin'. numbering heather ye
were. he fair threw Up his hands In dis
the younger was a blackguard and there
was none left but a heather lass. the
laird scratched his chin. Shed max a
Draw chieftain, but seein' she's no half
the size O. ciaymore IT'S no vera
practical An the earl was that way o.
thinkin'. too. Then I mentioned Rorie.
who is by way o. bein' q grandnephew
to Argyll on the Campbell side, and be-
sides young Jamie and the lass, the
Chieftain q Kilellan. Could
sb1r ha> f,-f<
the earl. But ! told him that feared
Rosie would not marry the lass, for that
she was Papist.
Now" chuckled Macmurtrie. ''that
was touchin' a tender spot in Argyll
himself, for he and his fathers have
the crown for a hundre' years. Mac
murtrie.' says he, an / could see
twinkle in his e'e, 1T Is my wish that ye
marry them, for II he Gamma make a
Christian o. her. she'll make Papist
80 there ye are. Rorier' concluded
the lawyer triumphantly. Laird o.
in Cowal. by the grace o.
Argyll and the kings favor An yer
people will be glad TO see a sane man
at the held o their sept. As for young
Jamie and the Macdonald-leaye that to
Macmurtrie-"
Before ] could express myself fittingly
the door opened and Macmurtrie's man
the same who had brought me from
bed that morning-handed the lawyer a
paper. Macmurtrie glanced over It's con-
tents and leaped from his chair. He
seized bis bonnet and. f1inging on his
coat. made a dash for the door. Then
he suddenly remembered U.S. Turning
around, he waved the paper and
shouted:
deauX-Oh, both o. ye-come ava!
Come awa'!'
In another minute We were running
toward the iron gate. little Alexander
trotting ahead, putting and
exclaiming. Bordeaux and l came after
him, my friend calculating and laugh
Ing. I too dazed between one thing and
other TO do aught but follow. The law
yer was almost dead with exhaustion
when We came to the house in Glasgow
Green. AT the door he stopped and
faced us.
What a thing" he gasped. Who'd
a. thought? The Lords wsys-inscru-
table-Ould forgie' s-maist amazin'."
Then, what with overhaste and an
over application of snuff, he fell into A
most violent sneezing. When he had
recovered his self-possession he turned !
% me. his little eyes large with aston |
shment.
"Rorie!'' ne said. with ludicrous So |
emnity, hes come"
who's Gomez ] cried. with the fear |
that / was no; yet done with young |
Jamie.
Don Alvar-Don Johns father-MIs-
.ress Mariposa's standardization AL !
var de la Murcia This y That and !
why everything! Lord-bless-my-l |
'oul.'
With that. ne flung open the door and !
ed us into the parlor. We were no !
'Ooner In. than we wished We were out |
lgaln. We had stumbled upon one OF |
hose sacred moments in human life. !
dariposa WAS on her knees and her |
ace was held close in the slender, del !
nan I had ever seen. He was Don |
Iohn come TO life; or, rather. rs II he |
lad been alive all these years AMI |
Iad turned white with age. He was
ooking down into the eyes OF my love.
Alexander Macmurtie was quick TO |
observe and TO act He pulled Bo:-
.eaux to one side. I heard him offer !
'nuff. ! heard Bordeaux decline: l
lCard Macmurtie suggest that perhaps |
3ordeauS preferred the rappee. He
partial to the "Broon
| heard all this. but vaguely:
dy eyes were dwelling on vision OF
he past
Had all those years really passed OF
ress Mary, and was not that Don John?
he would whistle his lift and
careless laugh.
II had all passed I'm a second-a me-
he end OF the chapter. with Martposa On
er knees before this grand old gentle
fan. who looked as IL in his happiness
II could sing. like the old man In the
bible: Il
Lord now lettest Thou Thy servant
lepart IN peace!
The picture was blurred in a mist OF
motion. through which presently came
Her face was aslow Win an
almost holy Ioveliness. II NAV have
leen the tears in my eyes; but hers
'eemed to swim In halo OF tehoer-
less.
'Rorie." she whispered, laying her
laDd on my arm, he is Don Iohh 4
grandfather. He would
peak with y-you."
Her voice broke In happy little