COOD-B r.
We say it for an hour or for years;
We sav it smiling, say it choked with
tears;
We Hay it coldly, say it with a kiss,
And yet we have no other word than
this:
Good-by.
We have no dearer word for onr
friend,
For him who journeys to the
far end
And scars our souls with going; thus
we sav,
And unto him who steps out o’er
way:
Good-by.
Alike to those we love and those we
} ia( e,
We ■ parting. • At life
aay no more in , „ . s
b' u * e
To him who passes out beyond earth s
l ight,
We cry as to the wanderer for a night:
Good-by.
Boston Traveler.
A SIKOKE OF CONSCIENCE,
Mr. Marchmont sat alone in his
city nfHce, gloomily realizing the fact
that lie was a mined man; and, worse
: i:II, that he had involved others in
his own financial disasters,
either their knowledge or their con
Bent. It was the old, old tale; ill for
tune in business, rash speculative in
vestments to meet extravagant expen
diture, then misappropriation of trust
funds to repair past losses and enable
him to continue his gambling vantures
with the wild hope that previous min
fortunes could he retrieved. Now all
was gone; the foriuiie of his orphan
clients as well as liis own; and, in an
other month or so, when Harold Will
iams would be '24, and the “trust
would, by the terms of his old friend s
will, have to he rendered up discovery
of the real condition of affairs must
eriKue. It was not an agreeable
pect, for Mr. Marchmount, like many
another misapplier of trust funds, had
never intended to be actually din
holiest anymore than does the clerk
or shopman who "borrows” from his
employer's “petty cash,” or e*— hop till,
tif meet hi« own losses on the race
course. Every gambler with the
money of other people looks forward
to making Home “lucky stroke” which
shall recoup all his former losses—and
is mostly disappointed in this excep
tatii^u. For a long time Mr. March
mount had fought desperately against
the evidence of facts, /"id plunged
into yet wilder speculations with the
hope of retrieving Iuh financial dis
asters, hut now all was gone; the for¬
tune of the two orphans of his oldest
frind engulfed with his own, and this
under circumstances which would as¬
suredly lay the defaulting trustee
open to a criminal prosecution. Would
it be wisest to slip quietly away while
there was yet time? But his whole
jsyul revolted against this idea; for, un¬
til the fatal speculative mania had
seized upon him, Mr. Marchmont had
been a man of honor and integrity, and
WHS greatly respected and It esteemed indeed, by
all who know him. was,
his known high reputation which had
induced his old friend to place the
future of lips children so unreservedly
in liis hands.
“If you will consent to become their
trustee, Marchmont,” lie had said, “I
shall appoint no one to act with you. I
cmii trust you fully, and shall leave
everything in your iiands until Harold
is 21. I know you'll do your best for
Jy^ui and Elite, and keep the money
wite re ii o iug.....1, tife, uou-.-pecu
lalive
> Mr Marehmont, then a prosperous
merebant, had readily undertaken the
finin'.' laid ujion him. auj fulfilled it
honestly ,-iiongh until within a;rear or
so before the time when our story ii
commences. But there had been
time of great financial depression, and
Mr. Marchmont’s firm had u#ffered
like the rest %f the world; anff then,
in a fatal hour, he had been tempted
to gamble on the Stock Exchange ; had
won, bad lost, lost again, grown reck
less. and now that £80,000 which
should be Lauded over to Harold and
bis sister in another six weeks was as
non-existent ns was Mr, Marchmont’s
l»Yk II private fortune. Business was
most depressed still; and Jenkins, the
other partner, hail begun to advocate
bolillv facing the real condition of
things and "winding up" the firm’s
affairs - but Jenkins was. of course, ig
norant of his partner’s embezzlement
of trust funds.
It is one tiling for a business man
whose affairs have become involved
through unexpected misfortunes, to
"call a meeting of creditors” and lav
the facts plaiulv before them, and
otln i- to have to confess that a t.-ustce
111! -to put it blnutlv—made does* away
with hr’. money that not belong to
It was no small addition to the
torturing anxiety of the situation that
Jeiikio- was so perpetually advocating
nutwv w i tiding up” of the firm.
nn strtttfnu'iit c >f their affairs.
o orash anti tin* tliwovery
■ i t v, .. ...
i t a iy aVLr. Marchmont fancied that
some suspicions were arising in young
William's mind, for the youth had be
come rather pressing regarding the
fixture of a date on which to go into
all the trust accounts, and have the in
vestments duly transferred. Alas! all
these “investments” had been non
existent for some time. It had often
been a desperate struggle to pay the
interest on the vanished capital, and
the delays which Lad occasionally en
sued had perhaps aroused some suspi
cion of the truth in Harold Williams’s
mind. On one pretence or another,
Marchmont had hitherto contrived to
put off the evil day of reckoning,
had been obliged to fix a date for it at
last. In another six weeks the truth
must be revealed: Mr. Marchmont
must stand before the world as a con
vieted thief, a betrayer of the trust of
a dead friend, and Harold and his
sister must learn that owing to his
embezzlement they were reduced from
| comparative affluence to absolute beg
i' garv. •’ Small wonder that, as the
wretched , , man sat alone m his private ,
| room, his face looked gray and lined,
| or tliat lie glanced often at a certain
locked drawer, in which some weeks
previously, he had placed a tiny phial,
“There is always that means of es
cape. I can never face the lad and
his sister and tell them that 1 have
ruined them,” thought Marchmont,
who, to do him justice, was even more
concerned to think of the calamity
which he had brought upon his young
friends, than of the probable conse
qnencee to himself of his rash acts,
“If I’d only drank the contents of that
pottle three years ago, before ail this
took place!” thought the merchant
bitterly, simply
“It's not our fault, but our
misfortune, Marchmont, that we are
j„ SU( .p straits,” the junior partner
vvonld often say. “It was those
unexpected failures abroad
dragged us down. But we’re quite
c i eari thank heaven, from any
(j on G f ‘reckless trading,’ and need
| lrtVe n0 objection to face our creditors
fairly, and let them go over onr books
f or themselves. As business men they
w j]] p„ reasonable in the matter, and
we’re only oa; eying on now at a loss,
and getting worse every day,”
True, the accounts of the firm
were dear and clean enough; it was
j n },;* private capacity that Mr.
Marchmont had gambled and embez
zled. But to “wind up” his business
would precipitate the discovery of his
private malpractices; and with the
natural desire of putting off the evil
day * as far * a.s possible, '' Mr. " Marchmont ’ ‘
still clung to delay. Six weeks yet
remained to him, and then—at tho
worst—there were the contents of the
vial.
“Truth is stranger than fiction,” is
a trite remark; and the "singular acci
dents” which novelists are often ridi
cnlcd for adapting into their tales not
uufi-oqueirtly lake place ir. ieal life.
Gne morning Mr. Marchmont, who
was usually the last to arrive at the
office, found Jenkins, usually so cool
and quiet, in a state of extreme,
though suppressed excitement. gentleman,
"Come here,” said this
dragging his partner by the arm into
the private sanctum, and carefully
shutting the door. “I don’t want the
clerks tojtet an inkling of what I have
to say. You remember those farms at
the Cape which we took over—as the
only asset we could lay hands on—
when that fioutb African firm failed
and let u.s in so heavily ?”
“Yes, and valueless enough they
have proved,” said Marchmont indif
_____ .
ferently. “Hove they?” cried Jenkins exult
iogly. “Just “Just wait wait and and see. see. I i have nave
received private information—from a
source 1 am not at liberty to disclose—
that gold lias been discovered in some
part ot this laud, and that :t we wait,
ami play our cards well -we may
make a fortune yet out of the sale of
that‘valuable estate.
And such, iu fact, proved to be the
vuso. Jenkins, a shrewd and cautious
man of business, successfully nego
tiated the matter; Marchmont, indeed,
being too dazed by this sudden change
in the situation to intermeddle much
in the affair.
There were delays, and many dis
missions, and much correspondence,
but the matter ended—thanks to Mr.
Jenkin s good management—in these
erstwhile despised “African farms,
proving a veritable “gold mine” to
the original owners who sold them for a
sum which entirely recouped Mr.March
mont for his private losses,and enabled
Mr. Jenkins to retire from the firm
as he promptly announced his inten
tion of doing—with a comfortable
competence. made and I
“I have my money,
don’t mean to risk it in any business
again," remarked Ibis gentleman.
Thanks to this unexpected stroke of
luck, Mr. Marchmont was able to look
forward to the dreaded trust audit
wjth more composure. It was neces
sary, of course, to prepare a very
elaborate — and fictitious — series of
accounts to conceal the real facts, bnt
at least, the money was there to be
handed over and recipients are usually
satisfied to receive their own, without
indulging iu too close scrutiny, as to
how it has been dealt with before it
arrives in their hand. Mr. Marchmont
winced, however, as he saw that Har
old Williams, when he kept the long
deferred appointment at the merchant s
office to “go into t ^3 e a ,-=*it:tr, iisii
uv^iii w none % or with him, *
shrew d, keen-eyed, middle-*^ed SRAfi
l of well-known ability in the profes
; sion. Nothing, however, could be
| more courteous than this gentleman’s
demeanor as he explained that “his
young client, being somewhat ignor
ant of business,” had suggested thaij
he should accompany him, and check
over the trust accounts. At least, the
money was forthcoming, as Marehr
mont thought with infinite sense of re
lief, but as the quiet lawyer examined
the accounts in silence, the miserable
■ trustee felt well aware that the shrewd
solicitor had accurately gauged the
real condition of affairs, and could
penetrate all the ingenious devices
whereby figures had been manipulated
to conceal facts,
Indeed, as Mr. Vivian, the lawyer,
turned over the accounts, he was say
iug to himself: “Exactly as I expect
ed; these trust funds have been made
away with and replaced. Weil, it’s no
business of mine to point this out, and
anyhow, my client has got back his
own in the end.”
But there was a decided coldness in
the tones in which Mr. Vivian thanked
Mr. Marchmont for the opportunity he
had given them for inspecting his
trust accounts, which were all in due
order.
“And now we have only to arrange
for the formal transference of the
property to ME Williams and his sis
ter,” remarked the lawyer, as he laid
down the last paper,
“No,” exclaimed Harold, who, like
Mr. Marchmont, had noted the cold
ness of his lawyer’s manner to the
trustee, “no, I’ve something else to
do first.”
Both the other men looked at the
speaker in some surprise,
“I have to ask your forgiveness,
sir,” said the youth ingenuously, ad
vancing toward Mr. Marchmont, and
holding out his hand; “I am utterly
ashamed to confess that, for some
while, I have wronged you, my father’s
oldest friend^and the kind and faithful
guardian of my own and my sister’s
interests, by wicked and unjust
suspicions. Circumstances — not
worth recalling now—had led me to
fancy that — well, I’m fairly ashamed
to say the words—that our money was
not quite safe in your keeping. I see
now how mistaken—how wrong I
was”—here Mr. Vivian mentally ejaeu
lated: “Was he?”—“and I ask your
pardon for the wrong I did you in my
thoughts. I feel it Only due to you,
sir, to make this confession, ashamed
as I am to have to do it; but you will
forgive me, will you not?”
*"* There was a pause. Mr. ” Marchmont "
did not take the offered hand, but sat
still, with a strange, fixed look upon
his face.
“I was so anxious about Ellie, my
little sister,” went on the young man;
we are all aloue in the world, as you
know, j But if I cruelly misjudged
you, an-, lam at least ready to ac
kiitnvleii(5?i lysifi^rtiVterly in the wrung
and to ask your forgiveness. Were
my dear fa'J ter here,"added the young
man, with > ome emotion, “I am sure
ho would fi lly appreciate your kind
ness to his orphan children and thank
you as sincerely as I do for your noble
and conscientious fulfilment of the
trust he reposed in you.”
jjr. Marchmont slowly staggered te
pj s f ee j. an awful grayness was over
B p reRl ii n g his face.
“It is—very*—touching—and—gratr C+VOIICVaIv strangely al- f.
ifying,” irirv ” he a limfYOn began, 1 in Tt a ft «
tered voice.
Then he suddenly collapsed, and fel 1
on tlie fl 00 r—dead.
"The fellow had some conscience
after all,” thought Mr. Vivian to him
whenever he looked back on the
aw f u [ occurrence; but, lawyer-like,
his own counsel,
"Failure of the heart's action,” was
t ] ie judical verdict, with the adden
q um jhat Mr. Marchmont had long
been in a critical state of health.
Harold Williams often reproached
himself for having, by a little addi
jjonal excitement, possibly accelerated
(he fatal catastrophe; but yet, as the
your} g mau once remarked to Mr.
Vivian:
"I cannot understand how my merely
thanking poor Mr. Marchmont should
have affected him so much. It was not
as if an y t hi ng had been wrong with
;h s accounts.”
Mr. Vivian only coughed in Harold reply;
nn d, to the end of their lives,
BI)( j jjj s s j s ter believed their trustee to
haTe heen a mo del of honesty and
ree titucle. Yet, perhaps, as the law¬
yer had surmised, it was Marchmont’s
" conso j ence ” that had killed him after
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