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ae SS ee ee ee Ne ee ee ee P ow AS tremulous hand upon it, while an unaccountable @x- citement seemed to avitate him, “this is yours; I've sometimes been afraid I wasn't doing right; but you'll forgive me, lad. Alt \—[Pim afraid the faint- ness is coming on again He stopped, panting for breath, and Perey fanned him vigorously, After a few inoments he resumed: “Perhaps I ouglht—to have told you—before; but T loved you well—you were all I had, and somehow it came hard. All I've got is yours—and I've saved a suug suiu—these years, You'll forgive, lad—don't lay it up—against me He stopped suddenly. He had seemed to be wan- oe solnewhat, and had spoken very discounect- edly. Perey could not understand what he meant by pleading to be forgiven and yet the word excited him strangely. What was this thing that he ought to have told him—that he had kept from him all his life? What was contained in that nysterious package which be- longed to him, and of which he had never suspected the existence until now ? His grandfather still breathed, but he was terribly afraid that he would die with the mystery unex- plained. “Forgive what, grandfather?” he asked, bend- ing he’ him to wipe the death-dew froin his fore- ead. “Eh?” said the man, weakly, and arousing as from a stupor. ‘Yes; it was wrong. LTought to—have— told—you——" His tongue ceased to perform its office, and an agonized expression shot into the eyes of the dying Iman ashe realized that the power of speech had failed. But he shoved the package toward Perey, aud seemed to indicate by his #estures thatit con- tained something important; then his eyes closed, he gasped once or twice and lay white and still, Perey instantly called the nurse, thinking that Ee ye fainted, but the old light-louse keeper was ea Three days later they buried him, and both Percy and Hazel grieved sorely for the dear friend who all gly en them such tender and faithful care for so Many va, comichooks.com aL ce night. when Perev returned to his room. he