The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1913-03-23

back to you again as I brought back
his pledge. -
'TIt has been many years since Hon
ny Burgoyne and | have met, SAID the
old man, slowly, "and it would be quite
absurd to think that he still holds
trace Of that foolish, boyish feeling OF
loyalty that we once had for each
other, Yet will keep this, if you will
let me, and I thank you, my dear young
lady, for what you have said. l thank
you from the bottom Of my heart. You
mother was. and-I can say nothing,
believe me, in higher praise"
He rose slowly and made move
ment as il to leave the room, and theE
as if the excitement of this sudden Te
turn into the past could not be shaken
off so readily, he started forward with
move o. sudden determination.
81 think" he said, t'I wall go to
Henry Burgoyne house at once, to-
suggested. l will see if this has or has
not been one long, Improbable mistake.
If my visit should be fruitless I will
send you this coin to add to your col
lection Of dishonored honors, but if it
should result as | hope it may, it will
be your doing, Miss Catherwaight, and
two old men will have much to thank
you for. Good night" he said as he
bowed above her hand, "and-God
bless youl
Miss Catherwaight flushed slightly at
what, he had said, and sat looking down
at the floor for moment after the
door had closed behind him,
Young Mr.. Latimer moved uneasily
in his chair. The routine of the Office
had been strangely disturbed that day,
and he now failed to recognize in the
frl hnEz u IL,
and trembling eyelashes the cold, self
possessed young woman of society
whom he had formerly known.
You have done very well, If yon will
let me say so,'' he began gently. 81
hope YOU are right in what you said,
and that Mr.. Lockwood will not meet
with rebuff or an ungracious answer.
Why be went on quickly, 81 have
seen him take out his gun now every
years and clean and polish it and tell
what great shots he and Harry, as
he calls him, used to be. And then
he would say he would take a holi-
day and get off for little shooting.
But he never went. He would put the
gun back into its case again and NOPE
in his library for days afterward. You
see, he never married, and though he
adopted me, In a manner, and is fond
of me in certain way. no one ever
took the S, place ace in his heart his old
"You will let me know, will you not,
at opce-tonight, even-whether he
succeeds or not9'' said the cynical Miss
Catherwaight. "You can understand
why i am so deeply interested. 1 see
now why you said I would not tell the
story Of that medal. But, after all,
it may be the prettiest, the only pretty
story have to tell.'
Mr.. Lockwood had not returned, the
the home the lawyer had made for
them both. He did not know what to
argue from this, but determined to sit
up and wait, and so sat smoking before
the fire and listening with his sense or
hearing on q strain for the first move
ment at the door.
He had not long to wait The front
door shut with clash, and he heard
Mr.. Lockwood crossing the hall quickly
to the library, in which he waited
Then the inner door was swung back,
and Mr.. Lockwood came in with his
head high and his eyes smiling
brightly.
There was something In his step that
had not been there before, something
light and vigorous, and he looked ten
years Younger He crossed the room
10 his writing table without speaking
md began tossing the papers about on
his desk. Then he closed the rolling
TOP. lid with snap and looked up
smiling.
"I Shall have TO ask you to look aft
,r things at the office for a little
7hile." he said. "Judge Burgoyne
md I are going to Maryland for a Few
weeks Shooting