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190 LAURA BRAYTON. life, and who has been so kind as to see me safe once more under my own roof.” And the old man reached out his hand to Sharp. “Your own roof? Oh, yes. Why, it is you, I do believe, Mr. Withers, and Iam so glad to see you are back. Your brother was here reeently, and he and I were talking about you. We had both given you up as dead, it was so long since you had been heard from. Why, full sixteen years have rolled by without a sign or token from you.” “Yes, yes. What had I to live for?” said Mr. Withers, gloomily. “Oh, a great deal, in the way of property, as I’ll show you after you have rested from the effects of your journey, for you evidently RES come a long distance, and are tired.” “Yes, very tired, and must have rest; but not till I see Walter.” “Oh, you will not think of seeing him to-night and he so far out of town. But inthe morning I will dispatch aman who will bring him here long before the breakfast hour. Let meshow you and the lady to apartments where you can rest for the night. Fortunately for her, my housekeeper is absent, and has left a nice room in perfect order, and for you, my dear sir, the most comfortable room in the house is ready.” So smooth and kind, so apparently anxious for his comfort, no wonder the tired old man felt willing to heed his advice. “You are right, my good shat, rest is necessary to give me strength. Iwill doas yousay. And Miss Lydia here, unused to traveling, is very tired. She, too, needs rest.” Oh, how the face of Enoch Sharp flushed! and his- comicbooks <i : a d a