Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1922-03-31

too. too often. though, She hasn't come
'Oh. but she will, boy. she will
said Janet. and then she left him. for
he was almost undressed by this time.
to get into bed and dream.
At length. Victor Stowell's term as
student at-law came to an end and
he was examined for the Manx bar. The
! examiner was the junior Deemster Of
the island-Deemster Taubman, an ell
derly man with a yellow and .wrinkled
| face which put you In mind of sour
| cream. He was Il bachelor, notoriously
| hard on the ofenses of women. having
been Tilted, so rumor said. by one OF
| them "a well Ito do widow. on whose
person or fortune he had set his heart
or expectations.
Stowell and Cell went up together,
being students of the same year, and
Deemster Taubman received them ut his
home, two mornings running. in his
dressing gown and slippers. StOwell's
fame had gone before him, so he got
of lightly but Cell came in for double
| dose of the examiners severity.
"Mr. Cell" said Deemster Taub-
man. ''if somebody consulted you in
Lnc CIRCUMSTANCE tNuC nc hdu lcHt HNe
hundred pounds on promissory note,
payable upon demand, but without se-
curity, to a rascal (say a widow
| wOman) who refused to pay and de-
clared her intention Of leaving the island
tomorrow and living abroad. what
| would you advise your client to do for
the recovery Of his money!
Alick had not the ghost Of an idea,
but knowing Deemster Taubman was
vain. and thinking to hatter him. he
said:
~ should advise my client. your
Honor. to lay the facts, in an ex parte
petition, before your Honor at your
HonOr's next Court Cit was to be held
fortnight later ''and be perfectly
satisfied with your Honor's judgment. "
Ounce" said Deemster Taubman.
and sitting down to his desk. he ad
vised the Governor to admit Mr.. Stowell
but remand Mr.. Cell for three months
further study.
Victor telegraphed the good news to
his father, packed up his belongings
in his lodging at Athol street, and took
the next train back to Ballamoar.
Young Robbie Greer met him at the
! station with dOgcart, and took up
his luggage, but Victor was too excited
to ride further, SO he walked home by
Il short cut across the Curragh.
His spirits were high, for after many
sickeping heartache from hope de-
ferred (the harder to bear because it
had to be cOncealed) he had done some
much, IL was only q beginning, but he
saw himself. going to Government House
one day soon on thrilling errand that
would bring somebody back to the
island who had been too long away
from 1t.
OF course he must speak to his own
father first. and naturally he must tell
Janet. But seeing no difficulties in
these quarters he went swinging along
the Curragh lane. with the bees hum
ming In the gold Of the gorse on either
side Of him and the sea singing under
silver haze beyond, until he came
to the wicket gate on the west Of the
tall elms and passed through TO the
silence inside of them.
He found the Deemster in rhe con
servatory. repotting geraniums, and
when he came up behind with II merry
shout. his father turned with glad eyes,
a little moist, wiped his soiled fingers
on his old coat and shook hands with
him (for the first time in his life)
suylHR, III tHiCN NoiCe.
"Good-very good
They dined together, as usual. and
when they had drawn UP at opposite
fire between them. the Deemster talked
as Victor thought he had never heard
him talk before.
It was the proper aspiration OF every
young advocate to become a Judge, and
there was no position of more dignity
and authority. DiplOmatists, states.
men, prime ministers and even presi
dents might be influenced in their con-
duct by fears or hopes, or questions
Of policy, but the Judge alone Of all
men was free to do the right, AZ God
gave him to see the right no matter il
the sky should fall.
but II the position of the Judge is
high" said the Deemster. ''still higher
is his responsibility. Woe to the Judge
who permits personal interests to per-
vert his Judgment and thrice woe to
him who commits a crime against JUS
tiCP.'
Victor found it impossible to break
In on that high theme with mention
of his personal matter. so, ns soon as
the clock on the landing began to
warn for 10. he leaned up, snatched his
candle. and fled off to his bedroom in
the hope OF tax OF quite announcer KIND
with Janet.
But Janet was not there. and neither
was his bed turned down as usual. nor
his night gear laid out, nor his lamp
lighted. lie had asked for her soon
after his arrival and been told that she
had gone to her room early in the
afternoon. and had not since been heard
Of.
Headache" though, Victor. re :
membering that she WAS subject to
this malady, and without more thought
of the matter. he tumbled into bed and
fell asleep.
But the first sight that met his eyes
when he opened them In the morning
was Janet, with n face dissolved IN
tears, and the tray In her hand. ask
ing him In mufled voice to sit up
to his breakfast.
"T.Ord alive, Janet, what's amtss2"
he asked, but she only shook her head
and called, ON him TO eat.
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