The Grenada sentinel. [volume] (Grenada, Miss.) 1868-1955, 1915-07-09

comparable inquire. Anu H. &no~
alone. His expression was different
Had Oliver not seen him in his old
likeness for that one terrible half hour.
he would not know these features. so
sunken, yet so eloquent with the peace
of one for whom all struggle is over,
and the haven of his long rest near.
Had he been able at this moment to
look beyond the fences which his fear
had reared, he would have seen at
either gate a silent figure guarding the
walk, and recalled, perhaps, the hor-
ror of other days when at the contem-
plation of such a prospect. his spirit
recoiled upon itself in unimaginable
horror and revolt. And yet, who
knows! LIES passions fade when the
heart is at peace. And Archibald Os-
trander's heart was at peace. Why,
his next words will show.
"Oliver'-his voice was low but
very distinct, never have a secret;
never hide within your bosom a
thought you fear the world to know. II
you've done %wrong-if you have dis
obeyed the law either Of God or man
seek not to hide what can never be
hidden so long as God reigns or men
make laws. l have suffered. as few
men have suffered and kept their rea-
son intact. Now that my wickedness
is known, the whole page of my life
defaced, content has come again.
am no longer a d%eceiver, my very
worst is known"
t Olive ?'-This some minutes later.
Are we alone?"
= Quite alone, father. Mrs. Scoville
( is busy and Reuther-Reuther Is in
2 the room above. l can hear her light
] step overhead"
: The Judge was silent. He was gaz-
ing wistfully at the wall where hung
the portrait of his young wife. He was
no longer in his room. but in the
CHEEKY front parlor. This Deborah had
insisted upon. There was, therefore.
r nothing to distract him from the con
temptation I have mentioned.
There are things l want to say to
you. Not many; you already know my
7" story. But I do not know yours. and
l cannot die till | do. What took you
u into the ravine that evening, Oliver
and why, having picked up the stick
did you fling it from you and fly bacl
. to the highway? For the ease
e. ascribed to Scoville? Tell me. thai
u NO cloud may remain between us. Le'
d me know your heart as well as vol
III now know mine"
IL The reply brought the blood bacl
into his fading cheek.
-. Father, l have already explained
~ all this to Mr.. Andrews. and now I will
= explain it to you. l never liked MI
Etheridge as well as you did, and
brooded necessarily in those day
AZ over the influence which he seemed t
y, exert over you in regard to my futur
~ career. But | never dreamed of dc
ing him a harm, and never suppose
y that | could so much as attempt an
IL argument with him on my W behal
VI till that very night Of Internal compl
cations and condolences. The caus
of this change was as follows: | ha
gone upstairs. you remember. leavin
az you alone with him as l knew you d.
lie sired. How l came to be in the rool
above | don't remember. but | wa
there and leaning out of the windo
directly over the porch when you an
- Mr.. Etheridge came out and stood
some final debate on the steps b
low. He was talking and you were II
tening, and never shall l forget the G
feet his words and tones had upon m
nc I had supposed him devoted to 20
al and here he was addressing you tart
VI and In an ungracious manner whit
lce bespoke a man very different from Il
1ot one | had been taught to look upon
Oh superior. The W Of years Yield
my before this display, and finding hi
lust human like the rest of us, Il
Ind courage which had always lacked
to approaching him took instant posse
Is sion Of me, and l determined with
1t boys unreasoning impulse to subje
&C. him to a personal appeal not to a
OF his influence to the distaste you
ely present felt for the career upon viii
INT. I had set my heart. Nothing col
be nave been more foolish and nothi
few more natural, perhaps. than the
ter which followed. | ran down into t
lct- ravine with the wild intention,
nd strangely duplicated in yourself a f.
Ike. minutes later. of meeting and pleadi
be my cause with him at the bridge,
unlike you, | took the middle of t
at ravine for my road and not the
cluded path at the side. 1t was Il
one which determined our fate, father,
hat here | saw the stick and, catching
ave up without further thought than of
facility it offered for whiting, start
with it down the ravine. Scoville "
not In sight. The moment was
one when he had quit looking for R
Their and wandered away up the
OIL vine. l have thought since that
low, haps the glimpse he had got of his
,pen tie one peering from the scene of
lime crime may have stirred ven his gui