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H e was fond o f that were in the main thoroughfare o f HoJ- child when he was in a good temper, borne, both interested in the shops, when which .wasn’t often though.” “ H is w ife— is she dead?” he touched Tota on the arm. “ Ig>ng ago, he tells me.” “ Don't you know me?” he aaked in a “ Where la Edward Peterson now?” husky voice. “ In Worcester — Mitcheaon’s place, Tots gave a little scream, and clung near the river—-and you can put. the more closely to John Jennings. “ Oh! don't let him take me aw ay!" bobbies on to him, i f they’ re not taking care o f him already. H e has treated me she cried at once. *T don’t want to take you away, Bes bad enough.” “ Who is with him?” sie— I only want to ask you how you “ An old sweetheart, who will marry are, after all these months," said Thomaa hiin when his legs get better.” Eastbell, offering a very dirty hand to “ Is It M ary Holland?” the child to shake. “ That’s her name. The woman who “ Come, you let her alone, will you?” said John Jennings aharply. John did was at Sedge H ill. You know her well not admire the looks o f the man who had enough." “ And she is with Edward Peterson at 1 forced himself upon the notice o f Reu Worcester?” ben's adopted child; John held Tots in “ Yes.” trust, and was watchful o f his charge. Reuben Culwick waited for no further The man before him was a forlorn speci men of humanity, ragged and dirty. John news; he had learned more than he had did not know Thomas Eastbell at first anticipated; he thought he saw all very sight, but he was a judge o f dlsreputa- clearly to, the end now, and where his bility— he had sehn so much o f it in duty lay. H e darted from the friendly H ope street— he had become so disreput shelter o f the “ Magpie,” and hurried into Holborn, and from Holborn through sun able himself. dry back turnings into Drury Lane, “ I have as much right to .the child as where he met John Jennings, who passed you have,” said Tom in a surly tone, a great deal o f his time walking up and “ or as your master has, for the matter down the street in which Reuben Culwick o f that. The child’s shtole, and you resided. know i t ” “ John,” said he, seizing him by the “ I don’t know it.** ------— — ■— arm, “ you must go to your sister’s house. “ And its father will come to claim it Find Sarah Eastbell. Tell her I have precious quick, too— see if he don’ t— and discovered that Miss Holland is in W o r you can tell Mr. Culwick, too, direckjy cester, that I have left London in search you get home. Say Tom Eastbell toM of her, and to end all suspense at once— him so— or Viszobini. You ought to her suspense as well as mine. I hope to know Vizsobini o f the Sax e-Gotha.” be back on Monday.” “ You are Thomas Eastbelt, then?” “ Is that all?” “ Yes, and I don’ t care who knows It. “ Y e s ... Now be off at once.” You can give me in charge If you Hke Reuben hurried to his lodgings, beg — say for coining last year— I shall do it ged his landlady to be careful o f Tots myself in an hour or two, if you don't till his return, looked in at Tota sleeping — I hate the workua, and it’ s awful cold calmly in her little crib, stooped over outside the prison. W here’s Sally?” her and kissed her without awakening “ Your sister, do yon mean?” her, and then hurried away to the rail “ Yes, o f course I do,” answered Tim ; way station, in the hope o f catching a “ she ain’ t at Sedge H ill.” night mail that should carry him on a “ Never mind where she Is.’.’ portion of his journey toward Worces “ Oh, I don’ t mind. She won’t help ter. me— I ’ m her only brother, and starving in the streets. But y6u can take my C H A P T E R X X V II. compliments to her, Mr. Jennings, and Reuben Culwick was ifi the loyal city I ’m to be heard o f at the ’Magpie.’ ” early the next day. The cathedral bells Reuben was hard at Trumpet work were ringing when he was searching in when John Jennings and Tots arrived Mitcheson’s place for Edward Peterson. home with the news o f their meeting The man who had leaped from the top with Thomas Eastbell. H e was working window o f the button factory and broken against time somewhat, but he set his both his legs was not difficult to find— pen aside to listen to John Jennings’ the inhabitants o f Mitcheson’s place recital and Tots’ scared interpellations, knew all about him, who he was and paying particular attention to Mr. East- where he was, and the country police had bell’s information that the child would been watching for his convalescence for be fetched away presently by her father. weeks past, in order to conduct him to “ And he said that Barak might hear safe quarters. Edward Peterson was o f him at the ‘ Magpie?’ ” too ill to be removed at present— Indeed, “ Yes,” answered John Jepnings. o f late days the police had not been vigi “ John,” he said suddenly, “ you must lant, .a turn for the worse having taken take a letter to Sarah at once.” place in the sick man’s condition, and it “ Very well, Mr. Reuben.” being tolerably certain that he was d rift “ Don’ t say anything of your meeting ing from the laws o f his country in un with her brother.” due haste. “ Trust me for that,” said John know Reuben understood the position before ingly. he had reached the house— a policeman “ She is not strong enough for any fresh on duty in the street gave him the full trouble,” said Reuben, as he drew a sheet est particulars. I t was the back room o f note paper toward him and wrote very o f the first floor ,to which he had been reluctantly an excuse for not being able directed, and where he knocked softly to see her as he had promised. H e alleg for admittance. Some one crossed the ed no reason-r-he would explain when he room lightly, opened the door, and looked saw her, he said— and he re-read the _____ , hard at him, with the color flickering letter sonK w hst critically fitter be b&d a j ii * * w w -i «♦ r . ___ __ faintly on her cheeks. It was M ary H oi finished the writing o f it. It was a land, pale and thin, who faced him on brief epistle; he should see her to-mor the ianding place. row, he hoped, and that would be time “ You have, found me at las* then?” enough for explanation o f his breach of she inquired. promise. Sarah trusted him implicitly, They did not shake hands— the shadow and would know that only business o f importance could keep him from her. She o f the past mistrust was still between did not expect a long letter from him, them, and there was no getting from it and a heap o f reasons, at that busy hour in the first moments o f their meeting. “ You know that we have been search o f the day. Let the letter go. In the evening, somewhat late, Reuben ing for you— advertising for you ?” said Gulwick, not too fashionably attired, was Reuben. “ Yes; but I did not care to answer at the “ Magpie.” It was eight o’clock o r later, when Thomas Eastbell’s pock yet,” she replied. “ You are attending upon Edward P e marked coutnenance peered round one of the swing doors. The “ Magpie” was terson ?” Tom ’s forlorn hope. H e had seut a “ M y husband— yes.” message to his sister, and she might at “ Your husband!” repeated Reuben tend to i t W ho knows? H e caught slowly. sight o f Reuben Culwick, and his first “ H e is wholly friendless now— he is impulse was to bfcck into the street Then terribly alone— and at the last I have he wavered; and while he was hesitating found the courage to do my duty,” he Reuben came from the public houae and said. confronted him. “ Then the little girl— Tota-----” “ You need not run away, Tom East- “ Is mine. >It was his promise that I bell,” said Reuben. should have the child back— it was the “ I haven't done you any harm," be revelation that she lived— that kept me retdrned; “ I haven’t done nobody any silent when my suspicions might have harm— never. A ll that you have heard given a clew to the truths which per about me has been a pack o f lies. I ’ ve plexed you. T o have betrayed him at been aa honest as I could be, and this that bitter hour was to kill my littlie girl. is what comes o f i t I ’ m hard up— I ’m H e swore it— and I knew how desperate starving, Mr. Culwick, I haven’t tasted a man he was, years ago,” she added, food to-day.” sadly. “ When he first came to Sedge “ Where are your friends?” H ill I wrote, warning you o f dhnger— “ They turned me out o f their house. but not knowing what the danger was They said I was a blundering fool. One which threatened Sarah Eastbell.” o f them kicked me, last time I saw him.” “ I see,” murmured Reuben Culwick. “ The Captain r* “ I was a woman in the toils, and knew Tom Eastbell laughed sardonically. not what to do,” she continued. “ When “ No, he can’t kick. He broke both Sarah had disappeared, he said • she his legs in the country, jumping from a should retnrn RT safety to Sedge H ill if window o f the button factory to get out I would keep my peace— and I was forc o f the way o f the police. H e can only ed to trust him. Ah, sir! do not blame •wear and ?uss yne now.” me too harshly—It was my child’s Hfe, , “ Is this Edward Peterson the father my child's happiness against Sarh East- o f the little girl you met this morning?” bell’s, and I acted like a mother, in the “ H e says he is. H e gave me money one hope o f clasping her to my heart. to take care o f her altogether. But R I could not have brought your cousin wasn’ t enough, so I lost her,” said Tom back had I owned that man for my hus coolly— “ or rather,” hs added, interpret band— I was In the dark with you— and ing Reuben’s look o f disgust correctly, my little Bessie lived.” “ my old woman lost her. It And you love this man?” had a mito o f tooling. She answered: “ H e killed my love fault. She never ................. In her for anybody save K------M herself." ” --------•— «-------- yearn ago. I i o my duty fai « h a ap- without >rse, and took my child with him, spirit o f revenge that nearly b: heart. M y marriage and that child’ s were not known to the world I at Worcester— although your moth •brays doubted me. I tried hard to 11' rt from the past, when I believed e girl was. dead, but it all came last autumn. This,” she added, bitterly, “ is a strange time fo r explmmtlon.” . “ I have not come for explanation— I have no right to demand it,” said Reu ben; “ but let me ask if my father knew o f your marriage to Edward Peterson?" “ I dared not tell him. I wae very poor — I wae alone tn the world, without a friend, and he had confidence in me, and liked me for ‘ my dead father’s sake. Would he have wished you to marry me had he dreamed of this?” she added, with an impressive gesture toward the door o f the sick room. “ W hy did he wish this marriage ” said Reuben. “ H e told me on the day he died that he had ruined my father— deceived him in some way o f business and got rich by his disgrace,” she said. “ Heaven knows i f this mere true, or the wander ings o f a demented mind. It is beyond our guessing at, and belongs not to our present lives.” “ M ary Holland, It waa true,” said Reuben, solemnly; “ I bring a proof o f it in his atonement— reparation.” “ Impossible.” “ H e has left you all his money.” There was a wild scream— an awful yell from the room which M ary H ol land, or, rather, Mary Peterson, had quitted, and M ary ran back into the chamber, followed by Reuben In his haste to be o f assistance to the affright ed woman. It was only a cry of delight Captain Peterson had heard all the news. “ Is it all true?” he gasped forth, turn ing to Reuben as if to a friend on whom, in this crisis o f J»la life, he might rely. “ A ll the money is left to M ary H ol land,” answered Reuben. “ H ow is it— how is it that— that*—this can be?" he inquired, catching at Reu ben’s hand and clasping it with hla trem bling fingers; “ you see how excited I am, but I can bear good news. Good news will save me yet, please heaven.” “ There haa been discovered another will, signed by my father the day before his death. In it ray father bequeaths the whole o f his property to hla.faithful friend and housekeeper, M ary Holland.” “ T hat’s my wife,” said Peterson, quickly; “ don’t forget ahe’a my wife. W e were legally married years ago, upon my soul, I swear it— it’s easily proved — isn’t it easily proved, Mary? T ell him so— don’t stare at me like that.” “ Yes, I am his wife,” said Mary, thus appealed to; “ Inara not M ary Holland.” “ Oh, that makes no difference,” cried Peterson; “ you were Mary Holland, you have always been known by that name to old Culwick, nnd it's your money— I know law enough for th at A ll yours — and all your husband’s— why, it’s as clear as daylight This brings me— back— to— life! W here is the will?” ” 1 have brought it with me.” “ G ive it— to md,” said Peterson; “ it isn’ t safe in other bands. 1— I will keep it till I ’ m— stronger.” “ L e t him have i t ” »aid the wife, care-' lessly; “ it will calm him, and rest is necessary.” s. “ I would prefer your taking it, Mrs. Peterson,” said Reuben, producing the w ill; "better still to leave it with a trust worthy solicitor to act upon. There will be no opposition to It in any way from Sarah Eastbell.” : “ It w ill' be safe enough in my hus band’s keeping,” said Mary, with strange listlessness. Reuben gave her the will, and she crossed with it to her husband’s side and placed it in his hauds, which with great difficulty began to unfold the paper on which Simon Culwick’s last testament was written. “ I — I shall be glad— when I ’ m better,” Edward Peterson*whispered at last; “ you can put it under my pillow— now.” “ And the child?” asked Reuben, curi ously. A gesture, quick and deprecatory, from M ary Holland came too late to arrest the qnestioi), or to check the excitement o f the prostrate vagabond, who half raised himself in bed in his vehemence. “ I ’ll never seè the child again— I ’d rather die than seemlier. She shall never be more than the beggar’s brat she is!” jie shouted. “ W hat has she done?” “ She turned against her own father— when there was a chance o f making money, It was she, that cursed child, who betrayed me.” The color vanished from his face again, and once more thé leaden hue suffused It, and the eyes closed, as by the pres sure o f the hand of death itself upon them. Mary was at his side, when life seemed coming slowly back agàin, shs said to Reuben: . “ Leave me now. You see what he is — what he hns ever been. I would pre fer to be alone— to the end.” Reuben passed from the room afld left the dving man to bis strange wife's care. H e had done his duty, he had sur rendered his father’ s will into the hands o f those it was to benefit, and It had been coldly, almost unthankfully receiv ed. L e t him get back to Sarah Eastbell and to the brighter life wherein she moved. (To be continued.) K xtrem sly Im p ro b a b le . “ Another filin g about these apple«, the dealer said, opening the barrel to r his Inspection, “ la that i f yon pnt them In n cool place they w ill keep nil w in ter.” i “ I am quite positive they w on’ t.” ■aid the customer, who happened to be the fath er o f a half grown hoy, “ but I’ll tako them.” This filling of your h |irt Stop it, or you will soon be btld. Give your hair some Ayeria Hair Vigor. The fall ing will atop, tbe hair will Hair Vigor Till CAN EARN U U 9 PEI DAY grow, and the scalp will be clean and healthy. Why be satisfied with poor hair when you can make it rich? ; a .ttla g Water, OS or Coal with . AUSTIN W 8UL DRILLS Mads la all stesa sad sty Isa. 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