Morgan County republican., 1914-03-12

Keziah, that's Just famous. Yes, sir!
Let Honduras and the Lane estate go
to thunder! We can live somehow
and we'll have a royal nest Of content
ment and comfort, anyhow"
The Lane estate" had been a great
element in the life Of Walter Ross. An
orphan. the old brother and sister had
taken him in when he was quite young.
A bright ingenious lad, they had come
to love him as II he was Of their own
kith and kin, whereas he was only
very distantly related to them. Then
there had come a great surprise. The
old uncle of Walter. named Jasper
Lane, had died. A will was discovered
leaving the big estate to the neglected
heir.
Just while Walter was making Joy
full plans to marry pretty Lutte Grant
and make all his friends rich, Sec
ond will was discovered leaving the
estate to his half-cousin, Roche Marsh.
1t antedated the Ross will, but when
Walter came to prove the one under
which he inherited one of the witness.
es was dead, the other. Robert Troy,
could not be found. The whole estate
was tied up In court. Walter tried to
find Troy. He expended all his spare
money advertising for him. writing to
Troy's relatives all over the country.
Then he gave up the Inheritance In
despair.
This was the situation Of affairs that
evening when at ten o'clock John took
up his cane and with lunch In his
pocket set out on his customary night
ramble. 1t was q beautiful night and
A good deal that had come to light
that day set John to thinking. SO he
had little time for poetry. lie wan.
dered aimlessly about, lulled by the
sweet sounds OF the night and finally
sat down on a fallen tree at the round
ing end of the lake, to enjoy his lunch,
perhaps snooze for spell in the radl.
ant moonlight and then resume his
night tramp.
Hello! Who's that. wonder?" alb.
ruptly calculated John.
man had appeared on the opposite
side OF the lake, coming from the dl.
rection of the town. Abruptly, as he
passed over a rocky patch OF the
beach his foot caught in loose stone.
He tumbled forward. his head struck
a rock and there. face down and sub.
merged In the water, he lay inanimate.
why, he's in trouble, in danger"
fairly shouted John.
He was fat and leisurely, was John
Durand, but In a fash he realized the
peril Of the stranger. Within a very
few minutes shallow as was the water
he would suffocate. Never had John
run as he ran now. The unusual exer'
tion so exhausted him that by the time
he rounded the lake he was gaspine
for breath, just managed to drag the
stranger from the water and then he
himself collapsed all in heap
1t was an hour before the stranger
recovered consciousness and Johns
first question was:
who are you. anyway"
MY name is Robert Troy" began
the other and John interrupted him
with wild cry of delight, in a fash
foreseeing all the future OF Walter
Ross and pretty Lutte assured.
Through a stray advertisement the
witness to the will had learned that he
was wanted. Within a week Walter
had returned. the will was proven ant
there was rich reward for Troy ant
a merry wedding at the Durand home
john said Keziah, penitently bu
proudly, as she realized how much O
happiness had come through him. I"
take back what l once said. You are
indeed. some good-all good"
Copyright. 1914 by w. G. Chapman)
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