Penny Dreadfuls, 1888 · page 291 of 324
Geoffrey's Victory by Mrs Georgie Sheldon — page 291: what you’re looking at
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THE COLONEL'S STORY CONCLUDED. 287 “— _ passed that I had grown to believe that it would never be un- vailed until that dav when all secrets are to be made known. This young man, whom 1] introduced to you as Mr. Huntress’ son, is my son, whom I believed lost to me forever; but he was led, most strangely led to the discovery of his parentage, and came hither to-night to claim acknowledgment. By the way, Geoffrey, I never knew either when or how I lost that portion of the knight-templar’s cross you found. I missed it shortly after my last visit to Santa Fe, but never expected to recover it again. You shall keep it, my boy; it has always been regarded as a pocket-piece forluck; may it ever prove to besuch to you. My only reason for having the Henlys’ letters simply directed to ‘Lock Box 43’ was to prevent my identity being discovered. I could not give them my real name, and did not like letters ad- dressed to William Dale to come to the same box, so I just gave the nunber. “About my visit to Saratoga last summer,” the colonel contin- ued, after a short pause, ‘‘I have to confess to something that I - never experienced before, either in times of peace or war, a feel- ing of cowardice. I was on my way to Newport to join Mrs. Mapleson, and took a notion to run up to the Springs, which I had not visited for years. On the train from Albany to Sarato- gaan elderly gentleman accosted me, expressing great pleasure at meeting me once more, and inquired most kindly after my wife. He was a man whom I had known during that short hap- py year that J had spent in that mining village, and who had known me only as Captain William Dale. He, too, was going to Saratoga and begged the privilege of accompanying me to the | hotel where I intended stopping. At first I hardly knew what todo. Icould not bear to undeceive him regarding my name, for it would have required explanations too painful to make to a stranger, so I finally thought if would not matter if I registered for once in my assumed name; therefore I wrote it and named my place of residence as Santa Fe, since he knew that I used to do business there. A strange fate I thought it, which threw you in my way under just those cirenmstances. You remember how I took you for Everet, at first; but I was terribly shocked when it dawned upon me who you were, and I fully intended, at the time, to keep my appointment with you for that afternoon. But when I came to think it all over quietly, to realize all the revela- tions that must be made to my wife, my son, to yourself, I was nearly crazed; I knew from your appearance that you had been well cared for, that life was bright and prosperous with you, and it seemed as if I could not rake over all the past, and in the midst of my frenzy I packed my valise and left on the noon - train. I have bitterly regretted it since, for my heart longed after its own; I have been ashamed that I, a Mapleson, should have turned my back and fled from any circumstang@es. I have repented of my folly, too, because a duty has fallen upon me, =) a (O) Ghoo S (E(0) =)