The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1915-08-05

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lying 81 the bottom q .hs Atlantic -
he asked, after the hrisSesc hesitation.
Payso1 seowlr6. See here Mid
thorne ! don't like your manner. What
are o driving at My father, Captain
Henry Payson, went down with MS
schooner, the Lanigan- Three of the
e were picked up alive Two of
them are inmates today of the Sea-
mans Home. There IS no mistake. He
an honest man, and e God-fearing
one. He was not E gentleman, accord
ing - your lights. l daresay, but he
must have bss q good man, for my
mother has prayed that / might grow
up 10 be Ike him" He came a step
nearer. What have you heardg Has
anyone told you that he did not 90
down with the Lanigan? Has anyone
dared 10 say that he took that way of
deserving my mother and me?"
How old were you when the ship
went down." demanded Eric, ignoring
the questions.
What has that to do with it?'
VIII you answer the question or
not?"
Certainly. I was not more than six
old. they tell me. Ny mother
has told me the story a hundred times
overall about the black night and the
storm In the April Of hat year.
Adam Carr has told me Of nv father.
He was his closest friend. He always
stayed at our house when he was in
Sorinth between voyages. I've known
him always. He can tell you that my
father was an honest man and that he
lid go down with the Lanigan. I am
lot ashamed of my father. By heaven.
hope l am lik him. He was a mani"
There could be no doubt as to his
sincerity. If there was a mystery in
connection with his origin, he was
otally ignorant Of the fact. It was
lain to Eric that the secret mumblings
gossiping t~ownspeople had never
his ears; it was equally plain
hat Payson had never noted the re-
emblance Of himself to Adam Carr.
In spite of himself, Eric felt a sud-
sharp pity for this tall, good-look-
ng chap.
Il have the right to inquire, your ad-
nit that, Payson," he said, less ar
itrarily.
Perhaps you're right" said the 9TH
!, biting his lip as he stared at the
through narrowed lids. Mary. |
Tod bless her, would have taken me as
am, without a single question. It's
lst as we'll that there is someone to
questions for her. Good morning,
1r. Midthorne."
Eric watched him until his strong,
rect figure disappeared at q bend in
ha 10 49, N ortn1rr 49, l-sI
not come off with flying colors in
} fruitless interview. he damned his
ands into his pockets and, with low
red chin, turned to re-enter the cot
age.
There was a new kind Of terror tug
ing at his heart. To what end was
dam Carr carrying his mysterious
anne?
A raucous, indistinct but startlingIy
laugh came to his ears. He |
topped in his tracks as If turned to |
tone. For years he had been waiting |
a repetition of that neyer-to-be- |
orgotten sound. Somehow he knew it
yould come again. He knew that it
,ould avail him not to look for visible
igns Of him who laughed. The sound
,as Of h air itself; 1t enveloped him: |
Q could reach out his hand and touch |
he laugh itself! He was breathing
hat CHASTITY sound, he was inhaling It! |
His knees shook. He could feel the |
air on his head rise. as II responding
o the freezing current that raced |
trough him. His glazing eyes searched
mong the leafless branches Of the
rees.
Again came the low laugh, this time
from the interior OF the cot
age. With a cry, he sprang to the
DOR and threw it open, stopping on the
hreshold to peer into the dim interior |
t the old MANS home.
In q rocking chair, back In the dark
st corner OF the room, sat q long.
hadowy figure. a groan broke in the |
'oung mans dry throat. It was q
figure. He had seen 1t in his
Az he fell back against the door
amb. the figure arose fromsat the chair.
t seemed to shrink In size as he glared !
t it. Il moved toward him.
Good morning, Eric" said Adam
sarr, emerging into the light that came
through the open doorway.
Good Cod" broke from Eric's STIFF
ened lips. He staggered to aNchair
nd dropped heavily into IT
Have YOU seen q ghost2" asked
ldam. stopping short to stare at his
Dung friend.