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ILOVE FINDS A WAY.
BY JEANNETTE H, WALWORTH.
THE DAILY EXAMINER, CHARLOTTETOWN, NOVEMBER 1 1900
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| she said, litting heavy
| Out of my heart.
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a eyes to Miss fivina, “so that you should feel very sure that all the bardness had gone 1 could not stay at bome. Father still refuses to let me come into his room. 1 wanted some- thing to do. so I came.”
ed out into the darkness again
| @ lonely, pathetic figure.
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(COPYRIGHT 1899 BY JEANNETTE H. WALWORTH.)
(CONTINUED.)
MISS
MAIVINAa sighed wearily and tnrned her eyes toward the cold, still form on the bed. There Was a note of pride in her yoice when she said: “Mother was always one of the terri
bly earnest sort. I vsed to tell her she must have some of the blood of the old Covenanters tn her veins. Mother hurnt out. She didn’t rust out. Poor ‘rear! How glad she must be to have done with it all—this fuming and fret- ting. | mean. Mother’s wasn’t a happy nature, at least not here below. she is now. Olivia.” Olivia was standing, with meekly folded hands, looking down upon the dead woman. How Strange it all was! Less than 12 hours ago that quiet form had quivered with passion as it towered over her father’s sickbed, and those sealed lips had hurled terrible accusations at him almost witb their last activity. Now, if she should offer
I hope I’ve told you all I know,
-.li mistakes, aii doubts, will be set te | rest forever for them. But for me—ol help me to find those papers before he leaves me! I must have them!”
Sobs shook the tired frame and Miss Malvina's rising resentment was swept away on the tide of return ing pity. She got up and put loving arms about the weeping girl.
“Olivia, don’t you think, for my sake and yours, too, all this wild talk about a few lost papers may be dropped for | the time being? It don’t seem quit respectful to her, lying there so still | and helpless, with us questioning ber |
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meanings and criticising ber acts. | am only asking you to wait a little while.” | “Forgive me.” She slipped out of Miss Malvina's | clasp and dropped on her knees by the } bed. Maivina left ber there. It would do her good to wrestle witb herself alone. She passed into the desolate |
_ little sitting room and paused by the |
up her own vigorous young life in ex- | change for a single word she could not |
purchase it.
“Yes,” she said slowly, “she luoks ag if she had found rest. I would give my life, though, to bring her back to aupswer me one question. There would be no guesswork about it now. She kuows, and, O dear Lord, I want to know! Just one question I want to ask.”
With a touch of exhausted patience
Miss Malvina asked, “ ; eoked, ee thr ques- | there is nothing more to do for her—
| you will let me come back here and”—
tion ?’ “Where are those papers?”
“How sbould she know, child? Whet |
would she be doing with papers that belonged to your father or to Thomas Broxton? She spent her whole waking time in that big chair. I never will be able to look at it without bringing her back. How could she have found any papers? And, if sive had, she would have turned them over to the person they belonged to. Mother was too hon- est to trick her worst enemy. If I sound peevish and cross, child, bear in mind, that I, too, have gone through an ordeal.”
Olivia drew in; her breath with a quick gasp of excitement. She was too absorbed in the terrible mystery she was trying to unravel to take any note of the tired look on the plain face she was searching
“Ah, something elise comes back to me! I feel like some one who has had a clew put into bis hands, but it is so frail and delicate he is afraid to strain it for fear of losing it forever. It comes back to me when you speak of that chair. I remember one day-it was long before my garden party—l came here to see you about something. You were not here, and I was afraid of her. | have been afraid of her ever since I was a little child. | drew back when I saw you were not in the room aud waited on the porch for you. ‘Mother’ Spillman was down on her knees before that big chair acting so queerly. I thought at first she might | be praying.”
“Which 1 don’t doubt she was,” said Miss Malvina coldly. “She was very | devout. Mother prayed a great deal. | [ expect you disturbed ber at her morn- | ing devotions.” |
“I don’t think 1 disturbed her,” said | Ollie bumbly. “I stole right away very | quietly and left ber patting the chair |
| ell over with her hands outstretched.”
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“Patting the chair? times got very fervent in prayer.” “Oh, gow I can see you are getting | angry with me! Think of it, Miss Mak | «jinpa—my father may soon be as you'
mother is now. When they meet u}
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| Gaines, who were what might be call
| first time in long years of service that
table with its burden of rarely used | books. Ollie joined her there presently. |
“I bave asked her to forgive me. 1 have told her that I forgive ber. Of course she did not know what she was saying.”
“Thank you, my dear, for trying to be just to her.”
Suddenly the girl’s eyes widened.
“And that is the very chair. Promise me, Miss Malvina, promise me,” she went on, with growing excitement, “that when it is all over—I mean when
“I'll be only too glad to have you! come whenever you can spare a mo | ment from your own dear invalid.”
“You don’t understand me.” Her eyes were burning feverishly. “I mean | may I come back and examine that chair?”
[t was on Miss Malvina’s sorely tried | heart to ask, “Are you, too. going daft ! over Thomas Broxton’s affairs?” but tbe girl’s hot cheeks and shining eyes | aroused her grave apprehensions. What if she should break down under the Strain, witb a greater ordeal ahead of her?
So she said soothingly: “You can do} just whatever you choose with any- thing that is mine, Ollie. The old | chair has served its purpose. I don't | care if you pull it all to pieces. Mother. { am sure, would be the first one to say | ‘Humor her.’ Now go home, my dear. | Your father may-be calling for you. 1) wish 1 hadn’t sent Jimmie Martin for Mrs. Lyons. I've got no one to see you | home, and it is a real dark night.”
“Tam not afraid. I am coming back as soon—as soon’—
“Yes, as soon as we have put mother | away by father’s side in the little | churchyard. But now go home.”
She watched the small, graceful fig- | ure until it became invisible by reason | of the twisted road and then closed her front door softly.
Could there be anything in all this talk about some lost papers? ‘‘Suspi cion {s catching, I do believe.”
CHAPTER XV. THE TITLE DEED TO BROXTON HALL. Mrs. Deb Lyons and Miss Laetitia
ed mortuary ministers to all defunct Mandevillians, stood drawing on their outdoor things with evident reluctance and inward resentment. It was the
they had been informed that they need not stay al! night. It was unprece dented.
“You are quite sure, Malvina, you would rather have us go than stay?”
“Quite sure, Mrs. Lyons,” the mourner said, with firm lips.
“And you won't be afraid to spend the night bere all alone?’
“Afraid? Haven’t I spent every night of the last 30 years right here?”
“Yes, but not’—
“Is it mother you are thinking about? You want to know if I am afraid to stay here alone with mother? Oh, no! She and | are used to it.”
Miss Laetitia gave a little gasp and glanced toward the room for whose passive tenant she and Mrs. byons had done everything decently and in or- der. “Yes; but, Malvina, you know it ia |
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different now.”
“Yes; some things are different. is not a very far cry to your house or | to Mrs. Lyons’ either, Letty, if 1 should need anybody, and you have both been awfully kind.”
After that there was nothing to do | but to leave her alone with her dead. | The clock was striking 10 as Miss | Malvina turned the key in her front | door, shutting out ali intruders effec- | tually. Lifting the lamp from the cen | ter table, she passed witb it into ber | mother’s presence. Clasped in the fold- ed hands were some flowers that Oliv- ia had come back to bring as a peace offering.
“I wanted to bring them myself.” |
It |
| against the
' cover from its loosened moorings.
| upon
Malvina stood pondering, not the
flowers, but the act she had resolved upon.
“Il might as well do it now as at any other time, It will help me through with my lonely vigil. It is a simple act of justice to you, mother. I am gy ing to put that wild notion about those papers to rest. I can’t bear to have other hands searching among your things, though I did promise that poor
|} unhappy ehild she might. You know ft
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Then sha |
la not I that am mistrusting you, moth. |
er, dear, and I think you are well Pleased to have me clear your name
fiom the Suspicion of niding papers |
that did not belong to you.”
With this apology to ber dead for |
what she was about to do she returned |
to the sitting room. The gay chintz covered chair had been pushed back wall. She advanced to ward it resolutely.
“I believe I'd rather have the plain
Black horsehair showing anyhow. It is more in keeping with a funeral,” she said and went to work.
Kneeling before the old chair, she set about untying the numerous tapes that kept the slip cover in place. Many a knot was rendered all the more refrac. tory by the tears she dropped upon it.
The old armehair was very intimate- ly associated with her life. As a child she had watched her father’s pen trav- eling patiently by the hour over the pa-
per spread upon the little shelf attach- | | ed to its right arm.
She had a vague recollection of a mysterious drawer, lo- cated somew Jere seat, which had an inconsiderate habit of tumbling out of its socket at the most unexpected moments, scattering its contents in the most unseemly fash- ion. Many a time had it compelled her to go down on her knees to recover the Gisjecta membra of the next Sunday’s sermon.
under the ample |
Later, when the Rev. Mr. Spillman | had been transferred to a world where |
| there was neither writing aor preach | ing of sermons, the chair had become | identified compietely with ber mother. |
But the drawer, which had been voted | a family nuisance when subject to
careless masculine handling. bad never played any part in latter days. “Moth
er” Spillman had long ago carried into
effect her threat to fix it so it should cease from troubling—how, Malvina bad never thougbt to notice.
“Yes,” she said, rising to her feet after conquering the last knot, “I'd rather never see this old slip cover again. Every flower in it would set
me to thinking about mother, and that |
won't be good for me.”
With a skillful jerk she drew the |
loud noise accompanied the act. It startled the solemn stillness. The drawer had falien out once more. “To think I should the old drawer! Mother
old
must have
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her, Coming so unexpectedly |
have forgotten |
crisscrossed someof these strings about |
it to keep it in place.”
(To be Continued.)
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