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= Garry Kean. 81 at Jack’s Delight, but the women were still shuddering as they remembered the scenes of the night. There had been fighting, and hard fighting, at that, but the defenders bad rallied and, under the mayor's lead, had charged upon the Reds, routed them utterly, and driven those who survived the assault outside the city limits. Among the fallen bad been Nathan Bradley, although he lived until mornmg. Thad Johnson had been slainin the fight near Pfaff’s saloon, in a hand-to-hand fight with English John. Colonel Yoke Norman, too, was found dead after the charge upon the Reds. There was pos- itive proof that he had died fighting with Nich- olson’s men, and there was room to believe that Mrs. Brackett’s rebuke had aroused the dormant manhood within him, Judge Brackett sat alone in his parlor. Alice was in her room, attended by Electa, and was doing as well as could be expected. Elmer Nicholson, after getting rid of the guard at the conservatory door, had, with the aid of his paid ruffians, forcibly abducted both Alice and Electa, and, in the medley of noise and confusion, their struggles bad been unheard. Once outside the building Elmer had separated the girl from her old friend, and endeavored to carry her to the ** trackless wilderness,” but had been checked in time. He was a prisoner, and, as before said Alice was doing very well, despive some natural nervousness, ; Brackett’s chief worry was for his wife. That lady, with whom there remained no desire for political honors, and to whom Ceesar was no longer a shining example, had knelt in that sume parlor that morning, and, at her husband’s feet, confessed her fault and implored his par- don. There was no unworthy corner in the judge’s heart, and he had gravely, kindly for- iven her, But the end was not yet. Agatha rackett was in bed, and Dr, Crandall had said that she was threatened with fever-——hence, Brackett’s solicitude. Other news had Crandall given that morning. A report had been received from Boise City, and it was to the effect that Alice had been the victim, not of arsenic, but of a simple and harmless drug. What this was had been made clear by Nathan Bradley’s dying confession. Learning that Alice was to be taken away from the city, he bad hired French Marie to give net a drug which would make her ill for a few ays. Ali this, and other things, Brackett had in mind when he was interrupted by callers. He looked up as they entered, and easily recognized one, for he was Garry Kean, but the other ap- peared to be an entire stranger. It was the old gentleman in the gold-bowed spectacles seen at the City Hall, Garry introduced him as “ Mr. Brown,” and then added; ‘* You sent for me, judge, I believe.” **T did.” Brackett pens at the old gentleman as he spoke, but Kean smiled and responded: ‘**Do not hesitate to oe out, sir. This gen- tleman is one of my oldest acquaintances.” ‘In a word, then, I wish to beg your pardon for the way I have treated you. Beset by troubles of my own, J have been guided by my prejudices, and, without good reason, have ‘thought and said ill of you. It does not look well in me to be brought to reason by the ser- vices you have done me, instead of by my sense of fair play, but [ cannot claim that honor, If, however, you will overlook the past, we will start anew.” ‘‘ By all means, sir,” Kean frankly replied. ** Your motives have been of the best, and if I have any cause for complaint, I freely excuse your acts in the case.” ‘“ If the lad needs recommendation, I can give it,” added the unknown “ Mr. Brown.” ‘Mr, Lawrence is all right, I think, but you —haven’t I seen you before?’ Brackett asked, looking sharply at Brown, ‘** It is possible that you have,” ‘You look like an old friend of mine, whom I have not seen for twenty long years,” ‘What was his name?” ** Edmund Robertson.” **T am not surprised to hear that I look like him, for—I am Edmund Robertson!” The judge started y sneeg# forward, and while Garry stood by smiling, the elder men shook hands as only old friends, reunited, can. The old ange eae was the first to speak practically: ou now know me as I am, Brackett, but there is another surprise in store for you. Let me introduce this young man, known as G Kean and Hubert Lawrence, He is, in point of fact, my son, Adrian Robertson!” vie gone = flushed, *‘And was it yourson whom I have perse- cuted—” my ‘‘ Garry Kean” him witha ‘* No more, sir; let the past be buri You will understand now why I refused to give my real name when under arrest; I would not have the news go East to my father that 1 was branded a criminal.” fortune!” exclaimed the old tle- man, ‘‘ my son’s enemies have confessed that all the charges ust him were false. Come, Brackett, don’t look so down-hearted; my boy esture. is none the better because he is my boy: and we bear you no ill will. Judge, let us change the subject. I hear that, before Nathan Bradley died, he told a story about you.” ‘*He told the story of Saint Ledair!” the judge gloomily replied. ‘** He tried to, and tried to blacken your name and Alice’s, but he did not know the story. No one knew it but me. Look you, Brackett, when you, a student and a mere boy, met and married Alice’s mother in the Virginia mountains, your father, the first Judge Brackett, did a cruel thing to separate you and your young wife, and, though it was no fault of yours, 1 believe that it killed your wife, I think your father was sin- cere when he cast doubt upon the iegality of the marriage, but he was wrong—the marriage was legal, and I can prove it!” “Thank Heaven!” Brackett uttered. “Ten yeurs ago the proof came to m hands, and as I had loved Doth you and your father, I tried to use it, but in vain. Your father was dead,and you were gone from the knowledge of all who onceknew you. I tried to find you but failed, The day is now late, but I can prove all I assert,” ‘ ga silently shook the old gentleman’s and. ‘** Now,” Robertson added, ‘‘ I am in this town | because my son here sent for me post-haste. [ Beadle’s Dime Library. BY GUSTAVE AIMARD. 15 The Tiger Slayer; or, Eagle Heart to the Rescue, 19 Red Cedar, the Prairie Outlaw. 20 The Bandit at Bay; or, The Prairie Pirates. 21 The Trapper’s Daughter; or, The Outlaw’s Fate, 24 Prairie Flower. 62 Loval Heart: or, The Trappers of Arkansas. 149 The Border Rifles. A Tale of the Texan War. /151 The Freebooters. A Story of the Texan War. 153 The White Scalper. 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Well, for many years I have masters. 169 Corporal Cannon, the Man of Forty Duels, 236 Champion Sam; or, The Monarchsof the Show made a specialty of treating the eyes, and I 962 Fighting Tom, the Terror of the Toughs. venture to say that my skill is second to no man’s, Adrian sent for me tosee if I could help your Alice. Brackett, I have seen the girl only casually, but I believe that she can be cured!” The Iron Judge vainly tried to speak, Then he gare a hand each to the Robertsons, father and son, made a fresh effort and replied: ‘‘T have been unjust to ‘Garry Kean,’ but, now, it looks as though the greatest blessings of my life are to come through him!” The story is told. The few surviving Reds, bereft of the services of Bradley and Johnson as leaders, left Jack’s Deligat never to return. Elmer Nicholson was saved from punishment because he was his father’sson. He expressed contrition, and a desire to be a missionary to Alaska, and he was promptly sent to that dis- tant land. In the eight yeurs which have since elapsed he has often been heard from as a faith- ful, worthy laborer among the Indians, Whether he has really reformed is not known to bis old acquaintances, but they hope that he is sincere, When, in the old days at Jack’s Delight, he asserted that the judge had once had ‘‘ a super- fluity of wives,” he spoke from an imperfect knowledge of the case, There was no founda- tion for the statement. English John is still a miner, and above his hut floats the Star Spangled Banner, as of yore. Mrs. Brackett passéd through a long illness, and, when she recovered, she was a changed woman. The scales had fallen from her eyes, and she no longer mistook the shadow for the substance. In placeof her towering ambition was an earnest desire to be such a wife as Abram Brackett deserved, and in the years which had gone since her severe lesson she has been kind, womanly and devoted. Forgiven through noble generosity while vet her offense was fresh in mind, she has repaid the judge for his confidence in her change of heart. And Abram Brackett still presides over the court of the city. Stillis he called the * Iron Judge,” but itis rather for his firmness than for severity. All men honor and admire him, Elijah Nicholson was re-elected mayor, and held the office for several years. And Alice’s sight was restored by the skill of the great doctor. The operation was a com- plete success, and life was once more to her as it was to others. The elder Robertson decided to abandon active work and remain in the West, and the two families were very intimate until the day when their friendship was cemented by the marriage of “Garry Kean” and Alice. And no one rejoiced more on that occasion than Judge Abram Brackett. Adrian Robertson is known in the West as a brilliant lawyer and politician, and, in the latter line of business, he has shown his father-in-law that it is possible for a man to be a politician and yet be an honorable man. It is believed that ‘‘Garry Kean” will yet be sent to Congress by his admurers, Marie and the gorgeous coachman in buttons were dismissed, but Electa remains in the fam- ily as Alice’s attendant. The good lady retains her affection for the old-time heroines, but has had no chance to show her heroism since Jack’s Delight became a law-abiding place. It was at one time thought that Electa and English John would venture into the marriage state, but the latter finally decided that the old flag which floated over his residence was as good a companion as he desired, while Electa con- cluded that her mission in life was to take care of the young Robertsons. THE END, $32 Spring-Heel Jack; or, The Masked Mystery. BY WILLIAM R. 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